Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 615 - 616, Zhao Yan woke up (second watch)

Chapter 615: 616, Zhao Yan woke up (second watch)

The little loli successfully obtained the Soul Resurrection Grass, carefully put it into her pocket, called Bao Bao, and together they left Lawless City.

Little did she know.

Just one second after the little loli took the key from Mo Qianjue, he opened his eyes, which had been tightly shut.

Even.

Mo Qianjue personally watched the little loli leave the city.

Though Mo Qianjue had threatened Chu Jin with the Soul Resurrection Grass, it was just a whim of his.

That wasn’t his real intention.

He knew that matters of the heart couldn’t be forced.

Since she had chosen Mo Zhixuan,

then, he would bless her.

Lucky for that old geezer Mo Zhixuan!

Mo Qianjue watched the little loli’s figure growing more distant and slowly curled the corners of his mouth into a faint smile.

For a moment.

The sky began to drizzle.

This weather, it truly matched his mood.

**

On the other side, Chu Jin was holding hands with Mo Zhixuan, strolling down an avenue lined with fragrant camphor trees.

Just like all couples.

The two purposefully restrained their extraordinary aura and didn’t attract the attention of anyone else.

At that moment, they were just an ordinary couple.

Suddenly.

The voice of the system echoed in Chu Jin’s mind, "Ding! Congratulations to the host, the long-term task is complete, reward 288 Purple Spirit points!"

Chu Jin was stunned on the spot.

Without finding the Soul Resurrection Grass, how was the task completed?

Could the darn system be broken?

Zi was also a bit shocked, and immediately threw down the sunflower seeds she was holding, "Jin, don’t panic, let me check what’s going on."

After a while.

Zi spoke again, "Jin, I’ve checked, it’s not a system glitch, the task really is complete!" Actually, Zi was also bewildered, how on earth did the task get completed? Could it be that Zhao Yan got up on her own to find the Soul Resurrection Grass?

It’s really complete?

Chu Jin was even more confused.

She clearly hadn’t done anything.

But she soon came to a realization and said to Mo Zhixuan, "Come on, let’s go to the hospital."

If the system indicated that the task was complete, then Zhao Yan must have also woken up.

Could it be that Mo Qianjue saved Zhao Yan? Chu Jin was perplexed.

But...

Not long ago, Mo Qianjue had used the Soul Resurrection Grass to threaten her...

What in the world was going on?

Mo Zhixuan, though feeling a bit baffled, still followed her toward the hospital.

An hour later.

The two of them appeared at the hospital.

They hadn’t yet reached the VIP ward when, from a distance, Chu Jin heard the sound of conversation coming from inside.

"Grandma, I’m your granddaughter, my name is Mo Pengpeng, Mo as in Mo Zi, Peng as in I walk in the wilderness, Peng as in the Peng Peng of wheat, and I’m six years old this year."

Then came a very gentle middle-aged woman’s voice, "Peng... Peng."

Perhaps because she hadn’t spoken for a long time, her voice sounded somewhat abrupt.

The little loli guided her, "Grandma, it’s Pengpeng, p—eng, peng."

The gentle voice spoke again, "Pengpeng."

The little loli laughed happily, "Right, Grandma is so smart, it’s Pengpeng."

"Pengpeng," Zhao Yan immediately said in delight, like a child who had just learned to speak.

Pengpeng, Pengpeng, she kept repeating nonstop.

The little loli was willing to play along, and for every "Pengpeng" Zhao Yan said, she would happily respond with "Grandma."

"Grandma."

"Pengpeng."

"Grandma."

"Pengpeng."

"..."

Old and young, they repeated this exchange tirelessly, taking delight in it.

Hearing the voices inside, Chu Jin quickened her steps.

Mo Zhixuan also felt somewhat puzzled.

He was aware of his mother-in-law’s condition, with all three souls and six spirits scattered, there was no chance for her to wake up, so how had she suddenly woken up now?

When something unusual occurs, there must be demons at play.

Pushing open the door.

Chu Jin saw the figures of the old and young sitting on the hospital bed.

Hearing the sound of the door, they both turned their heads in unison and looked towards Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan.

Zhao Yan really did wake up, and moreover, her complexion was very good, not at all like someone who had lain in a hospital bed for seven years.

Only, her expression seemed a bit vacant.

A bit like... a child of a few years.

"Mom!" Chu Jin couldn’t help but cry out, her voice hoarse, her eyes rimmed with red, as if she had a lump in her throat. Being able to see Zhao Yan wake up brought her more joy than anyone else.

In her past life, her mother had died early, and she had never enjoyed the warmth of maternal love.

After becoming Chu Jin, she had long regarded Zhao Yan as her own biological mother.

So, this cry of "mom."

Was utterly natural.

But Zhao Yan looked at Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin with a blank face, then turned to ask the little loli, "Pengpeng, who are they?"

The little loli blinked her big eyes at Zhao Yan, "Grandma, this is Brother Jin, don’t you recognize her?"

Zhao Yan frowned slightly, "Brother Jin? Who is Brother Jin?"

"Mom," Chu Jin said in a strained voice as she sat on the bed, "I’m Chu Jin, Jin, your daughter." It was normal for Zhao Yan, who had been bedridden for so many years, not to recognize her.

A whole seven years.

She had changed from an eleven-year-old girl into an eighteen-year-old young woman.

Even for a perfectly normal person, it would probably be hard to recognize her.

"Jin? Who’s Jin?" Zhao Yan looked again at the little loli, somewhat bewildered, "Pengpeng, who is she?"

The current Zhao Yan.

Her mind was a blank; she couldn’t remember anything, not even who she was.

The first person she saw when she opened her eyes was the little loli.

So.

The little loli was different from other people to Zhao Yan, someone she could trust and depend on.

That’s why, whenever something came up, she would ask the little loli.

"Grandma, Brother Jin is your daughter," the little loli continued.

"Daughter..." Zhao Yan still looked clueless, "What is a daughter?"

"A daughter is..." The little loli’s big eyes twirled around for a couple of turns, and then she said, "A daughter is just a daughter! Grandma, you just have to remember that Brother Jin is your daughter. A daughter is the person in the world who treats you the best and loves you the most."

Anyway, in this world, she loved Brother Jin and Dad the most.

Grandma is Brother Jin’s mom.

So Brother Jin must also love Grandma very much.

Yes, that explanation should be right, shouldn’t it?

The little loli bit her finger.

Zhao Yan nodded as if she understood, then said, "Oh... so Brother Jin is my daughter..." But in reality, she still couldn’t quite grasp what a daughter really was.

"That’s not right, not right," the little loli quickly waved her hands, "Grandma, you shouldn’t call her Brother Jin, you should call her Jin."

"Ah... Jin." Zhao Yan repeated after the little loli.

The little loli immediately nodded, "Right, right, Grandma you’re awesome, it’s Jin."

"Jin." Zhao Yan called out again.

The little loli clapped her hands, saying, "Grandma is awesome."

"Awesome." Zhao Yan clapped her hands together too.

The little loli laughed heartily.

Why did she feel like Grandma was so adorable?

Are all the grandparents at the kids’ homes this adorable?

She liked Grandma even more now.

Seeing how harmoniously the old and the young got along.

Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan stepped outside the hospital room.

"Auntie is experiencing selective amnesia," Mo Zhixuan immediately diagnosed.

"Selective amnesia?" Chu Jin slightly lifted her gaze, and then asked, "Is there a chance of recovery?"

Although Chu Jin was a doctor, this involved Zhao Yan.

Her mind was in complete disarray.

"It depends on the person. People with selective amnesia generally forget certain things or avoid certain events, people, or objects due to external stimuli."

In other words, if they’ve chosen to forget.

How would they easily remember?

Mo Zhixuan continued, "Actually, forgetting some things might actually be a good thing for the auntie."

The memories from seven years ago were too painful.

"You’re right," Chu Jin nodded slowly, saying softly, "This might be a good thing indeed."

"Don’t worry, you have me," Mo Zhixuan stretched out his hand to embrace her, his voice low and firm, "no matter when, even if I forget myself, I won’t forget you."

"Mhm." Chu Jin wrapped her arms around his waist and closed her eyes, feeling the steady and strong beat of his heart.

One beat after another.

It could bring peace of mind.

Zhao Yan’s awakening shocked the entire hospital; it was simply a medical miracle.

You should know.

Prior to this, Zhao Yan had been diagnosed with severe brain death and multiple fractures all over her body!

No one could have imagined that someone in such a condition could wake up again and be bouncing around lively.

As if nothing had happened to them.

Chu Jin declined the hospital director’s suggestion to stay for observation and took Zhao Yan back to Wancheng Villa that very day.

The current Zhao Yan was like a child, never able to be without the little loli for a moment.

Three minutes without seeing the little loli and she would go looking for her.

So, at night, the three of them slept in the same room.

Fortunately, the bed was big enough.

Sleeping three people was more than comfortable.

Only after Zhao Yan had fallen asleep did Chu Jin find the opportunity to talk to the little loli.

"Pengpeng."

The little loli turned her gaze towards Chu Jin, "Big Brother Jin."

Chu Jin handed the little loli a cup of milk and then said, "Tell Big Brother Jin, was it you who cured grandma?"

"Yeah," the little loli nodded unabashedly, "I used the Soul Resurrection Grass to cure her."

Chu Jin slightly frowned and then asked, "Does your dad know about you using the Soul Resurrection Grass?"

"He knows," the little loli said while drinking her milk, "Daddy told me to bring it here. He knew grandma was seriously ill, so he told me to bring it to treat her."

The little loli’s expression was natural and didn’t reveal anything amiss.

Of course, she couldn’t let Big Brother Jin know that she had taken the Soul Resurrection Grass without permission!

If Big Brother Jin found out about this, he would definitely be angry!

And besides, the Soul Resurrection Grass was already stolen and used; might as well create a good impression of Daddy in front of Big Brother Jin.

"It wasn’t you who took it without permission?" Chu Jin was somewhat suspicious.

If Mo Qianjue really knew about this, why didn’t he appear in person?

Instead, why did he let the little loli act on his behalf?

"It really wasn’t taken without permission. I’m a good baby, why would I do such a thing?" the little loli patted her chest, looking serious as she said, "Big Brother Jin, actually Daddy is really nice, don’t think of him as so petty."

The truth was, Daddy was actually very petty.

For Daddy’s manly pride, she had started to lie.

Sigh—

For Daddy’s lifelong affairs, she was also worried sick.

Chu Jin’s brow furrowed.

She always felt there was something off about this matter.

But she couldn’t figure out exactly what it was.

The little loli continued, "Big Brother Jin, don’t worry, I really didn’t lie to you. Daddy is very rich. It’s just a grass, it’s nothing, you don’t need to thank him too much."

"Is everything you said true?" Chu Jin turned her gaze towards the little loli.

"It’s true, Big Brother Jin, I swear!" As she spoke, the little loli even held up three fingers.

Chu Jin was amused by her little manners, put down her suspicions, and patted her little head, "Alright, go to sleep."

After coaxing the little loli to sleep, Chu Jin felt a bit thirsty, so she got up and went downstairs to get some water.

The night was already deep.

The servants had also gone to bed, leaving the living room in silence.

The pale moonlight spilled in from the outside window.

When Chu Jin got to the corner of the staircase, she saw the flickering firelight in the middle of the living room.

Someone was there smoking.

Chu Jin turned on the light.

She saw Mo Zhixuan sitting on the sofa with his long legs crossed, a cigarette between his thin lips, his phoenix eyes filled with impenetrable darkness.

Noticing Chu Jin coming over, he slightly lifted his gaze.

"Why are you not asleep yet?" Chu Jin walked over and poured a glass of water.

"Can’t sleep," Mo Zhixuan looked up.

The room had heating.

...

She reached out to pat someone’s face, "Mr. Mo, please remember, you are a gentleman."

Mr. Mo caught her hand, "No, in front of you, I never want to be a gentleman."

Chu Jin slightly raised her lips, "What’s wrong with you?"

It was clear that Mr. Mo was in a bad mood.

A man, when it’s time to be comforted, still needs to be comforted.

"Why does Pengpeng call my mom ’grandma’?" Mo Zhixuan’s voice sounded somewhat gloomy.

At first, he didn’t pay much attention to it.

But later on, the more he heard it, the more unpleasant he felt inside.

How did his mother-in-law become Mo Qianjue’s daughter’s grandma?

This must be another one of Mo Qianjue’s schemes.

It turns out it was because of this, Chu Jin laughed softly, "Because Pengpeng is my goddaughter."

"Really?"

Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly, "Not really."

"Don’t lie to me," Mr. Mo spoke again.

"I’m not lying to you."

"Let’s have one, shall we?" Mr. Mo began feeling restless, "Our daughter would definitely be cuter than Mo Qianjue’s daughter!"

Mo Zhixuan had even thought of a name for their daughter.

Have a daughter.

Have a bunch of daughters.

Each one looking just like Jin.

He didn’t like boys.

So, don’t have sons.

Mo Zhixuan’s thoughts were beautiful; however, reality was extremely cruel.

"Beautiful my foot," Chu Jin pushed him away with her hand, composedly stood up, and waved at him with nonchalance, "Goodbye now, I’m going upstairs to sleep, good night, sweet dreams."

Mo Zhixuan looked at her departing figure with a face full of grievance; with his wife gone, what good were dreams!

That night, some slept well, while others remained sleepless.

Because of Zhao Yan, Chu Jin specially requested two weeks off from school to stay at home with her.

Along with staying home, there was also the little loli.

The next day.

It was said that Zhao Yan had woken up.

First thing in the morning, Elder Mrs. Mo, Tong Zhi, Mo Qingyi, and Duanmu Zhe arrived with big and small bags in tow.

The villa, though not large, echoed with harmonious joy.

Though Zhao Yan had lost her memory, she was, after all, born a wealthy heiress, and the innate elegance in her bones didn’t vanish.

Moreover, she was very intelligent, mastering many things after just one look.

Elder Mrs. Mo was kind and friendly, taking the initiative to chat with Zhao Yan.

Unexpectedly, the two of them hit it off quite well.

Chu Jin, Mo Qingyi, Tong Zhi, and the little loli were chatting together.

Duanmu Zhe, on the other hand, was busy in the kitchen with Mo Zhixuan, preparing lunch.

Since it was a family gathering, Chu Jin gave the servants a day off.

Laughter kept coming from the living room.

The little loli, being the youngest and cute, intelligent and sweet-talking,

quickly became everyone’s new favorite.

Especially the Elder Mrs. Mo.

She was almost grinning from ear to ear when the little loli affectionately called her "grandma."

"Pengpeng," Tong Zhi also loved children and smiled at the little loli, "you call her ’grandma,’ so do you know what you should call me?"

The little loli had once studied the matter of familial hierarchy.

Faced with Tong Zhi’s question, she calmly said, "What does Jin call you?"

Tong Zhi smiled and said, "He calls me aunt, Auntie Tong."

"Call you great-aunt," the little loli blurted out immediately; such a simple question couldn’t stump her.

She was very smart.

"Good child, so smart." Tong Zhi stroked her little head contentedly.

"Great-aunt," the little loli bowed gracefully, then added, "Great-aunt, since I’m so smart, will you give me a big red envelope?"

"Yes, of course." Tong Zhi scooped up the little loli, "Tell great-aunt what you like, and she’ll buy it all for you."

"I don’t like anything; I only like great-aunt." The little loli’s skill at charming others was absolutely first-class, and soon, Tong Zhi was completely enchanted.

Mo Qingyi also joined in the fun, "Pengpeng, since you call my mother grandma, does that mean you can’t call me ’sister’ anymore?"

Sharp as the little loli was, she immediately responded, "Aunt."

"Hmm," Mo Qingyi nodded in satisfaction, "My great-niece is so good."

Duanmu Zhe in the kitchen couldn’t concentrate on cooking anymore upon hearing the commotion outside; he came out, beaming a fatherly smile at the little loli.

"Pengpeng, what about me?" he said while winking at the little loli.

"Hmm..." The little loli scratched her head, pretending to be troubled before slowly saying, "Considering how domestic you are, I’ll call you ’uncle-in-law’ then."

The little loli might have been young, but she had big ideas, and she noticed a lot of things.

The people around her burst into laughter.

They all knew Duanmu Zhe’s little crush.

If the two children could really end up together, it would indeed be a good match.

Elder Mrs. Mo and Tong Zhi were pleased to see if it might happen.

Duanmu Zhe, achieving his aim, acted embarrassed, "Look at what the child is saying..."

What Duanmu Zhe really wanted to say was, what a good, perceptive child!

But he was worried about scaring Mo Qingyi.

Some emotions needed to be restrained.

Some things had to be approached gently.

Mo Qingyi also blushed, but when her gaze fell on the black rubber band on Duanmu Zhe’s hand, her expression dimmed.

In Duanmu Zhe’s heart, there was always room for someone else.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have said that the little loli was speaking nonsense...

Was Duanmu Zhe bothered?

Who was that glimpse of moonlight in his heart?

Mo Qingyi was genuinely curious.

Who was it that haunted Duanmu Zhe’s thoughts?

The laughter continued.

The little loli was laughing too.

She really liked it here,

And she liked the people here too.

There were grandma, great-grandma, great-aunt, aunt, and Jin...

This place gave her the feeling of a real home.

Why couldn’t she and daddy have a home like this?