Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 595 - 596, Lu Yan’s Fate

Chapter 595: 596, Lu Yan’s Fate

Chu Jin could see that calmness on Ding Siyu’s face, which carried no desires or wants.

Unlike most people in this world, she truly had no desires or wants.

Helplessly, she dreamt of living a carefree life, yet she was always trapped within the golden pavilion.

Regrettably, Ding Siyu did not know that her current life, seemingly dull and tasteless, was actually the life many dreamt of, even to the point where some people would spend their entire lives, using all their wiles, unable to attain such a life.

"Jin, thank you," Ding Siyu said, taking Chu Jin’s hand and thanking her earnestly. Her brows and eyes were tender, and her smile was like that of a caring older sister, full of charisma.

Ding Siyu could feel Chu Jin’s enthusiasm and knew that she was not being insincere.

For Chu Jin to act this way toward a stranger she just met was truly rare.

Chu Jin was the first friend she had made in this world, and she was different from others. Some befriended her to get close to Han Zixiu, some for monetary gains, while others did so out of regard for Han Zixiu’s power. In Chu Jin’s eyes, Ding Siyu saw no trace of worldly concern; her eyes were pure and clean, brimming with good intentions and sparkling with vitality, making it very comfortable for one to look at and difficult to look away.

Meeting such a friend in her lifetime was her fortune.

Ding Siyu made up her mind that she would cherish this friendship in the future.

It must be said, Chu Jin had undergone a tremendous change. Perhaps, this was the best version of her.

Chu Jin had lived her life to the fullest.

The most infamous wastrel of Capital City turned into a talented young lady envied by all.

Such a magnificent transformation was not something everyone could achieve.

She couldn’t. What was most valuable was that Chu Jin still retained her innocence and did not become arrogant or conceited because of her transformation. The smile on Ding Siyu’s lips gradually grew wider and also spread to Chu Jin.

The two young women laughed and chatted together, their stunning beauty creating a splendid scene, drawing many onlookers to turn their heads.

Some of the passing patients, while watching them, even forgot the torment of their illnesses.

Han Zixiu stood aside, his attractive lips curling into a pleased arc. For the first time in three years, he saw a genuine smile from the heart on Ding Siyu’s face, which was so beautiful it made his heart flutter.

The appearance of this girl might well be a turning point for Ding Siyu.

With this thought, Han Zixiu strode forward with long steps, walked up to the two women, and naturally put his arm around Ding Siyu’s shoulders, stretching out his hand to Chu Jin, "Hello, I am Han Zixiu."

Seemingly not expecting Han Zixiu to make such a move, Ding Siyu looked up at him in surprise.

In her memory, Han Zixiu had always been someone who looked down on everything. Of course, he had the capital to do so. Han Zixiu rarely took the initiative to be friendly, but at this moment, he was introducing himself to Chu Jin with such formality.

Could it be... he had taken a liking to Chu Jin?

Indeed, someone as exceedingly beautiful as Chu Jin could stir her own heart, let alone a man like Han Zixiu.

If Han Zixiu really fancied Chu Jin, then would she be able to gain her freedom?

The dream she had always yearned for might now be realized, but for some reason, there was a heaviness in her heart, making it difficult to breathe—an odd sensation.

"Hello, Chu Jin," Chu Jin replied, reaching out and gently holding onto Han Zixiu’s fingertips.

"Going forward, I’ll have to rely on Miss Chu to look after Siyu," Han Zixiu said unhurriedly as he withdrew his hand, his tone serious. Being an experienced judge of character, he naturally knew that Chu Jin was no ordinary person. It was his honor as well that Ding Siyu could make such an acquaintance.

Chu Jin politely smiled, "Mr. Han, you flatter me."

Han Zixiu, still holding Ding Siyu, simply smiled without a word.

Ding Siyu felt somewhat uncomfortable and wriggled her body, but Han Zixiu tightened his grip.

Ding Siyu found it amusing internally—Han Zixiu was indeed greedy, showing kindness towards Chu Jin while expressing such ambiguous closeness with her.

In fact, on certain matters, Han Zixiu behaved quite gentlemanly.

At least, throughout the three years of their marriage, he had never forced her.

Therefore, she was still a virgin.

This was the one aspect of Han Zixiu that Ding Siyu could appreciate.

Today’s kiss was an accident and also their first, but strangely, she did not resist it.

After saying goodbye to Ding Siyu and Han Zixiu, Chu Jin proceeded to the patient room, closed the door, took out a Golden Needle from her space, and performed a set of acupuncture on Zhao Yan.

For Zhao Yan.

Chu Jin felt a sense of guilt; she had taken over Chu Jin’s body but had not fulfilled the duties of a child.

Given Zhao Yan’s current state, with the help of Soul Resurrection Grass, she would wake up and be no different from an ordinary person.

But she...

Chu Jin watched Zhao Yan lying on the sickbed and found herself caught in a dilemma.

She could not betray her love for a single Soul Resurrection Grass.

But is this fair to Zhao Yan?

Zhao Yan clearly had the chance to survive...

"Jin, don’t be too hard on yourself," Zi from the Purple Thunder Space suddenly spoke up, "you’ve sacrificed far more than Zhao Yan has."

Zhao Yan was in a vegetative state, that was her fate.

The arrival of Chu Jin was an unexpected factor. Although Zi really wanted Chu Jin to agree to Mo Qianjue’s demand.

After all, only by doing so could he have the hope to keep on living.

But at this moment, he couldn’t bring himself to utter the words that would persuade Chu Jin to compromise.

Just like he had said, Chu Jin had given up far more than anybody else.

Chu Jin lowered her gaze, her eyes brimming with myriad thoughts, though she remained silent.

Since her rebirth, it was the first time she felt so lost in life.

The sky was getting darker.

After explaining some things to the caregiver, Chu Jin left the hospital.

The Capital City at night was lit up with beautiful neon lights; although the lights were bright, they couldn’t warm the heart.

Tomorrow was Saturday.

Chu Jin didn’t need to return to school. Affected by Zhao Yan’s incident, her thoughts were in disarray, and currently, she didn’t want to go back to Huagui Park; wandering in the bustling downtown area, amidst the coming and going of people, Chu Jin felt for the first time how insignificant she truly was.

Like a speck of dust in the universe.

Inconsequential.

Walking on.

She came to a quiet place.

Ahead, a few children were playing, with several adults chatting behind them.

A woman with a pale complexion and ragged clothes followed the children from a distance, her eyes fixed on them.

Her gaze was intense.

Suddenly, one of the kids threw a drink bottle in the direction of a trash can.

Seeing this, the woman’s eyes lit up; she darted forward, about to pick up the plastic bottle...

But a foot slammed down on her fingers.

Grinding down hard.

"New here, huh? You dare to snatch things on my turf!" The owner of the foot was a middle-aged woman with yellowed teeth, large in stature, her voice rough and fierce, wearing a discolored men’s Armani T-shirt.

The children and adults walked further away, turning a blind eye to this bullying of the weak by the strong.

"Mom," one of the kids said, twisting their head, "is that auntie being bullied by a bad person? Should we go help her?"

The young mother pulled the child away, speaking sternly, "Children should not meddle in others’ business!"

The child, unwilling to be dragged away, continued, "But the teacher taught us that good children should help others."

The woman clearly looked like she was being bullied.

"What kind of nonsense is helping others! Do you have mush for brains? Be careful she doesn’t accuse you; we better stay as far away from these people as possible!" The young mother, while walking, lectured the child, "Son, let me tell you, when you come across these situations, make sure you don’t get involved! Especially with those falling elderly, never rashly help! Your father and I are just wage earners, we can’t afford to get mixed up in their troubles! If you get accused, even selling you off won’t cover the loss for our family!"

In today’s society, there are more and more bad people, and some education must start from infancy. "But the teacher said..."

"What teacher! Your teacher just talks without feeling the pain! Only knows how to say pretty words! Get her to help someone and let’s see! What kind of teacher, isn’t this misleading the youth?"

The child stopped talking, seemingly having been convinced by the mother’s words. Humans are innately good at heart.

Unfortunately, that inherent goodness is sometimes strangled in the cradle.

Indifference prevailed.

The oppression continued unabated, the large middle-aged woman grabbed the thin woman’s hair, viciously saying, "Dare to steal on my turf, you must be tired of living!"

In every industry, it is the survival of the strongest.

The scavengers were no exception.

The large middle-aged woman was the boss of this turf.

A boss established through fighting.

The thin woman looked at her, her eyes full of humiliation and resentment.

She never imagined that one day she would fall to such depths.

A tiger, when it descends to the plains, is bullied by dogs.

"Yo! Still daring to glare at your mother?" A plump middle-aged woman ’smack’ dealt the girl a slap across the face.

Crisp and loud.

The girl’s face instantly bore a swollen red handprint.

Utterly abject.

"You little bitch, if you dare come to my turf again, see if I don’t beat you ’til even your mom doesn’t recognize you!"

As the middle-aged woman spoke, she snatched at the bag in the frail girl’s hand.

The frail girl, of course, resisted, clutching tightly to the bag in her hand, which contained some recyclables, some reusable, and some that could be taken to a recycling station for money.

Now, her survival depended on these scraps.

"Let go, you little bitch!" The middle-aged woman kicked out fiercely, landing heavily on the girl’s chest, the force so great that the girl was kicked to the ground, but she still clung to her bag, which tore open from the great force, spilling its contents.

Trash scattered all over the ground.

Plastic bottles.

Worn clothes.

Rotted apples.

And some old baby clothes.

To ordinary people, this might just be a pile of trash, but to a scavenger, it was a precious treasure.

The frail girl frantically tried to protect these items, tears of near despair streaming down, "Don’t, don’t take my stuff, it’s mine..." her voice already hoarse.

The middle-aged woman clearly had the upper hand.

She took all the good items for herself and put them in her own bag, and she didn’t stop there—she continued to beat and kick the frail girl.

The frail girl had almost no room to fight back, only using her hands to protect her belly.

Chu Jin just stood by, watching everything unfold, her lips curling into a cool, faint smile.

The frail girl was none other than Lu Yan.

Lu Yan, who had done all kinds of evil, was now getting her just deserts; she probably never expected she would come to this point, did she?

From the high and mighty head of the Lu family, to a street scavenger.

Now, she was grappling with someone over a pile of garbage, completely without dignity. If one hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they would have doubted that this was once one of "The Two Talents of Capital City".

"You little bitch, still trying to fight back? I’ll beat you to death, you whore!" The middle-aged woman raised her foot and kicked viciously at Lu Yan.

"Stop, I beg you," Lu Yan curled up on the ground, hands tightly covering her abdomen, her complexion deathly pale, "I dare not anymore, don’t hurt my child..."

A child?!

Chu Jin was shocked. Lu Yan was pregnant?

In the memories of her past life, Lu Yan never managed to have a child. How come now...

Chu Jin stood at a distance, her gaze shifting to Lu Yan’s abdomen, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. Lu Yan was actually pregnant! Moreover, the embryo in her belly was very healthy.

The wailing of Lu Yan grew louder and louder.

Without time to think too deeply, Chu Jin swiftly moved in front of Lu Yan and grabbed the wrist of the middle-aged woman, stopping the fatal blow.

The middle-aged woman’s eyes bulged with fury as she scolded, "Who’s this wild girl! Daring to meddle in my business!"

Chu Jin calmly looked up and coldly spat out one word, "Scram!"

In an instant, a powerful and intimidating aura burst from her, chilling to the bone, silencing even loud breaths. Both the middle-aged woman and Lu Yan were effectively subdued by the aura emanating from Chu Jin.

The person before them looked young, but it was clear she was no ordinary person.

She was not just a young girl, but a demon who crawled out of hell.

The middle-aged woman cowered, pulling her wrist free from Chu Jin’s grip, not even bothering to grab her belongings, she ran off quickly.

"Thank you!" Lu Yan got up from the ground, looking at Chu Jin, barely able to hold her gaze, feeling inferior in the presence of such an exceptional person.

There was a time when she too had been that exceptional.

But alas...

Chu Jin glanced at her, her serene face betraying little emotion. Even facing Lu Yan again, she could not suppress the towering hatred in her heart.

She could not forget that great fire.

She also could not forget the so-called "sisterly affection." She was no saint, and felt no pity for Lu Yan.

The only reason Chu Jin had helped her was for the sake of the unborn child’s life.

After all, children are innocent.

Children cannot choose their own birth.

Furthermore, sometimes living is more painful than dying!

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Zhao Group.

CEO’s office on the top floor.

Zhao Yiling sat beside the computer, opened the search engine, and slowly typed three words.

Mo Zhixuan.

The first result displayed on the computer read, "According to legal provisions, some information is not displayed."

Next up was the official website of Mo Group.

It briefly introduced that Mo Zhixuan was the CEO of Mo Group.

Age: none.

Photo: none.

Utterly mysterious.

Zhao Yiling meticulously reviewed the information she had found.

She refused to miss a single detail. Zhao Yiling never thought that one day, she would be using this method to try to get the latest news about Mo Zhixuan.

Irony, sheer irony.

The corners of Zhao Yiling’s mouth curled in a scornful arc.

When she reached the last message, Zhao Yiling was drawn to a forum post.

She clicked on it without hesitation.

About Mo Zhixuan, no matter what, she was extremely concerned.

Unfortunately, in the end, Mo Zhixuan betrayed her.

So unfeeling.

For a Chu Jin, he actually betrayed her.

Tears began to well up in the corners of Zhao Yiling’s eyes, but she held them back, not letting them fall.

She had been foolish once before.

She would not be foolish again.

Some things, if she can’t have them, then no one else should dream of having them either.

As for those that can’t be obtained—

It’s better to destroy them.

Zhao Yiling closed the computer, her lips curving in an enigmatic smile, took a pair of scissors, and stood before a potted plant, hands moving, branches falling.

Her face was filled with ferocity, her features already contorted.

In less than two minutes, the potted plant had become bare.

"Chu Jin! I vow to tear you to pieces!" At the last two words, Zhao Yiling cut the whole plant down to the roots.

As if the plant before her was not a plant, but Chu Jin herself.

She vented all her hatred on that plant.

Zhao Yiling had already laid out her grand revenge scheme, and had completely understood the causes and consequences of the events. This time, Chu Jin was truly finished.

Considering this, the smirk on the corners of Zhao Yiling’s lips began to widen gradually.

Triumphant to the extreme.

Unbeknownst to Chu Jin, she should get ready to welcome this grand gift from her.