Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 599 - 600, depressed

Chapter 599: 600, depressed

Zuo Lingxiang stood behind Mo Zhixuan, watching his retreating figure, her eyes filled with a subdued emotion, her expression somber.

"Sir, it seems like you just can’t see me."

That’s right, with Chu Jin, such a large vase around, it would be strange if the sir could see anyone else!

Though Chu Jin may lack talent, her appearance is second to none, with no one in Capital City to rival her beauty.

Not to mention, she herself was but the daughter of a mere servant.

The more Zuo Lingxiang thought about it, the more unpleasant she felt, as if acid was welling up inside her.

Why should Chu Jin hog all the good fortune to herself?

But soon, a satisfied curve appeared on Zuo Lingxiang’s lips.

Chu Jin’s time in the spotlight won’t last long.

She was confident that once the sir saw those things, he’d kick Chu Jin to the curb without a second thought.

The look in Zuo Lingxiang’s eyes brightened more and more, as if she could already see Chu Jin’s miserable future.

The things she held in her hand were enough to bury Chu Jin.

Mo Zhixuan’s figure walked further and further away, quickly disappearing into the air.

As she watched him leave, Zuo Lingxiang retracted her gaze and walked back into the house.

Just then, Chu Jin descended the stairs.

Catching the morning light, as if draped with a translucent veil rendered her true features somewhat unclear—mysterious, yet ostentatious, and particularly eye-catching.

Today, Chu Jin wore her hair in a fresh bun, revealing the graceful curve of her neck.

She was clad in a white shirt that didn’t quite fit properly.

The hem of the shirt just covered her hips, revealing her long and slender legs, and she was barefoot.

Even a woman like Zuo Lingxiang had to admit it was astonishing.

Though reluctant to acknowledge it, she had to concede that Chu Jin was indeed beautiful.

Beautiful but not vulgar.

Alluring but not garish.

Her beauty was just right—a fraction more would have been too much, a fraction less would have been too little.

She was not of this world.

No wonder she could mesmerize a man of restraint and indifference like the sir...

Tsk, to come out dressed like that, I wonder who she’s trying to seduce!

Shameless.

The online forums were right, she’s fickle, inconstant...

Though this was on her mind, Zuo Lingxiang greeted Chu Jin with great respect on her face, "Miss Chu, good morning."

"Morning." Chu Jin replied indifferently, glancing around. She didn’t see Mr. Mo. She had been drawn here by the aroma of porridge, thinking that only she and Mr. Mo were in this villa. It never occurred to her that there would be another person.

Zuo Lingxiang, Chu Jin remembered this person, and her impression was not good.

Even though she hadn’t seen Mr. Mo, Chu Jin followed the fragrance to the kitchen, where she found the porridge and small dishes Mr. Mo had prepared, along with pancakes and boiled eggs, and brought them to the dining table.

"Miss Chu, let me help you," Zuo Lingxiang offered with a smile. Although now there were only she and Chu Jin left, she still had to maintain a facade. She had suffered in Chu Jin’s hands once before and would not make the same mistake twice.

Hearing this, Chu Jin remained composed, continuing to carry the plates to the dining table. "Why is it you who came? Where is Aunt Zhang?"

Aunt Zhang was a good person, it’s a pity she couldn’t raise a good daughter.

Looking at Zuo Lingxiang’s attire, Chu Jin knew her true intentions.

Chu Jin was in a good mood today and thought it might be an opportunity to replace Aunt Zhang in teaching Zuo Lingxiang a lesson, to prevent her from overstepping her bounds and embarking on a path of no return.

A little tree that isn’t pruned won’t grow straight.

Zuo Lingxiang was still young; as long as she sincerely repented, it wasn’t too late.

Although she spoke as if she wanted to help, Zuo Lingxiang showed no intention of actually doing so. "My mother isn’t feeling well today, so she asked me to fill in for her. Miss Chu, just let me know if you need anything," she said.

Because Zuo Lingxiang knew that a proud, high-society daughter like Chu Jin would disdain the offer of her help, which was why she acted so humbly.

It had been a long time since those past events; Chu Jin most likely had forgotten who she was.

People like Chu Jin normally weren’t very bright, easily manipulated by Zuo Lingxiang’s few words.

When it came to intellect?

Chu Jin certainly couldn’t match her. A faint smile played on Zuo Lingxiang’s lips.

The more she thought, the happier Zuo Lingxiang became.

What high-society heiress, what fiancee of the gentleman—in her eyes, they were nothing more than a tiny insignificant grain of sand.

Chu Jin walked to the dining table unconcernedly, sat down, picked up a red-skinned egg, and began peeling it without giving Zuo Lingxiang a direct glance. She spoke in a leisurely tone, "Since you’re here to cover for Aunt Zhang, then don’t idle away. Work requires a certain look, so go change into your uniform. The way you’re dressed right now is an eyesore for me. Once you change, I will tell you what your duties are for today."

What!?

Zuo Lingxiang’s eyes widened as she stared at Chu Jin, incredulity written all over her face.

Chu Jin actually dared!

She truly thought she was the lady of the villa? The master had never treated her like a servant, yet she dared to command her!

How could there be such a shameless person in the world.

"What’s wrong?" Chu Jin looked up at her, brow slightly raised, and said, "Can’t understand human language?"

Zuo Lingxiang clenched her fists in humiliation. She was certain Chu Jin had recognized her, and that’s why she was making things difficult for her! She actually wanted her to wear a maid’s uniform! Did that also mean she was expected to do a maid’s work?

A graduate from a prestigious university, when had she ever suffered such humiliation?

But for the sake of her plan, she must endure.

Chu Jin, just you wait!

Your laughter won’t last for more than a few minutes!

"Alright, Miss Chu, I’ll go right now," Zuo Lingxiang hid the sinister look in her eyes and turned to head towards the servants’ quarters.

The moment the door closed behind her, she couldn’t wait to reveal her true face, trembling with rage.

Before leaving the house, to prevent Aunt Zhang from waking up midway, Zuo Lingxiang took out half a sleeping pill and fed it to Aunt Zhang.

Chu Jin sat in the dining room, leisurely peeling both eggs, separating the yolks from the whites.

The whites were all for herself.

The yolks were all for Mr. Mo.

That was the advantage of having a boyfriend; he could take care of all the things she disliked.

Despite her hunger, Chu Jin didn’t start eating, choosing instead to wait for Mr. Mo so they could eat together. When they were together, she had no habit of dining first.

Luckily, it wasn’t long before Mr. Mo returned, carrying a paper bag in his hand.

"You’re back?" The moment she saw Mr. Mo, Chu Jin’s eyes lit up like sparkling stars, bright and enchanting.

"Mhmm," Mr. Mo approached, handing her the paper bag, "see if you like it?"

Through the white paper bag, one could vaguely see the fabric inside, a mix of white and purple. It didn’t take much guessing to know that it must be a dress.

Mr. Mo was very fond of buying her dresses.

All kinds of them.

But these dresses all shared one common feature—they were all knee-length or longer, down to the ankle.

It must be said, the thoughts of older men are indeed very old-fashioned.

They don’t understand the fashion of the young.

But Chu Jin kept these comments to herself, fearing that saying them out loud would hurt the old man’s pride.

"I love it, love it," Chu Jin said while sipping porridge, her words extremely perfunctory, "As long as it’s something you bought, I like it." She really didn’t care much about clothing; as long as it was wearable, it was fine.

Isn’t there a saying?

No matter what, a beautiful person will always look good.

Being such a beauty herself, she naturally wasn’t picky about clothes.

Mr. Mo could tell she wasn’t being entirely sincere but was still happy. At least she was willing to humor him. Mr. Mo naturally ate the yolks she had left behind without any issue.

Zuo Lingxiang, coming out from the servants’ room, was shocked by the scene before her eyes.

Oh my God, what did she see?

The master was actually eating the leftovers of Chu Jin?

Not only that, the master, usually as cold as an iceberg, now looked at Chu Jin with a softness in his eyes and brows.

In that instant, something called jealousy madly overtook Zuo Lingxiang’s heart, preventing her from thinking or focusing. All she wanted was to replace Chu Jin and to erase her existence forever.

"Miss Chu, Mr. Mo." Zuo Lingxiang approached Chu Jin humbly.

She purposefully put Chu Jin’s name before Mo Zhixuan’s, hoping to draw Mo Zhixuan’s attention.

Successful men are all chauvinists, naturally disliking being second to a woman. With this, she could potentially draw out Mr. Mo’s disdain for Chu Jin.

She was laying the groundwork for the drama to come.

Zuo Lingxiang was a very clever person.

She knew what situations were to her advantage.

Upon hearing her, Chu Jin lifted her eyes indifferently, "Have you changed?"