Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 621 - 623, not just for decoration (second update)

Chapter 621: 623, not just for decoration (second update)

The pride of the haughty Mr. Mo was finally satisfied.

As usual, the Spring Festival Gala became more boring as it went on.

Before long, Mo Qingyi lost interest in the Spring Festival Gala and picked up her phone to open Kuaiyin.

What she saw left her shocked!

She had over 50,000 followers on her Kuaiyin account!

And the comments had reached more than 10,000.

The video remained high on the trending list and its popularity was growing.

Mo Qingyi pinched her face hard, still feeling a sense of unreality.

Moreover, someone messaged her privately, willing to pay a thousand yuan for the couplet.

However, she tactfully refused.

On the other hand, Mo Zhixuan looked at his watch and patted someone in his arms who was about to fall asleep, "Wake up, I’ll take you somewhere."

Chu Jin opened her eyes, drowsy, "Ah, what’s up? Is it morning?"

It was rare for her to let her guard down like this.

Mo Zhixuan couldn’t resist tousling her hair with a soft smile, "I’m taking you out to have fun."

"Too lazy to move," Chu Jin yawned behind her hand, her voice soft, "I’m so sleepy."

After a busy day, she was indeed very tired. His scent made her feel at ease, and Chu Jin instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, finding a comfortable position in his embrace, and fell asleep again.

"You don’t have to walk, I’ll carry you," Mo Zhixuan said as he hugged her tightly and walked out the door.

Mo Qingyi, aware that these two were about to start their public display of affection, wisely chose to remain silent.

The elder Mrs. Mo and Zhao Yan sat chatting on the side. When they saw the couple leaving, they glanced sideways without any outward change of expression, their smiles becoming more pronounced. How sweet the young couple was, it was enough to give the old folks toothaches!

Chu Xiu was absorbed in her phone and did not notice their departure.

Though the day had been sunny, the evening brought a fluttering snowfall.

Phoenix Manor was situated in a secluded spot halfway up the mountain, so there were not many residents. At the moment, one could only hear sporadic firecracker noises.

The snowstorm was heavy, but his embrace was exceptionally warm.

Mo Zhixuan had wrapped her almost entirely in his coat.

"Where are we going?" Chu Jin opened her eyes to look around at the surroundings.

"You’ll know when we get there."

Mo Zhixuan moved quickly, and they reached the mountaintop at exactly 23:59.

The view from the mountaintop was excellent, overlooking everything at the base of the mountain.

Mo Zhixuan silently counted down ten seconds in his heart. When he reached one, he looked down at Chu Jin, "Quick, open your eyes."

Chu Jin opened her eyes, puzzled.

In an instant, her eyes lit up like a myriad of stars!

Bang—

Fireworks blossomed in the sky, one after the other.

Brilliant and colorful.

Resembling stars.

Like flowers.

The spectacle was truly magnificent.

"How beautiful," Chu Jin’s eyes curved into crescent moons as she hopped down from his arms, tilting her head to watch the sky, the extravagance of the fireworks reflected in her eyes.

"Do you like it?" Mo Zhixuan watched her, his eyes filled with indulgence.

"I love it," Chu Jin nodded eagerly.

Mo Zhixuan slowly curved his lips into a smile.

Just then, the fireworks in the sky began to form numbers.

First 10.

Then 9.

And then 8.

After counting down from ten, the fireworks formed a row of words: Jin, will you marry me?

Simultaneously, the man in front of her got down on one knee, took out a diamond ring from his pocket, and said, "Jin, will you marry me?"

Chu Jin stood there dumbfounded, unsure how to react. The only thing she could hear was his voice, and her eyes became slightly misty.

The diamond ring in the man’s hand reflected a sharp light under the glow of the fireworks.

The fireworks continued to blaze behind them.

It was past midnight, and the sound of firecrackers erupted around them.

The man in front of her had a strong, well-defined hand. Chu Jin placed her hand in his, gently nodded her head, "Yes," without a moment’s hesitation.

Mo Zhixuan immediately slipped the diamond ring onto her ring finger and then left a gentle kiss at the site of the ring.

At the same time, countless splendid fireworks burst into life behind them, and all the skyscraper lights down the hill lit up.

Red, orange, yellow, green, the intertwining lights shone extra bright, and from afar, one could clearly see the words formed by these lights: Jin, I love you! For life and unto death, never-changing.

The same lights adorned countless skyscrapers.

Seen like this, it was incredibly spectacular.

Such a high-profile way of declaring love attracted the attention of the entire city, even drawing in entertainment reporters.

That night, people’s social media feeds were not filled with New Year’s wishes but with photos of some tycoon’s high-profile proposal.

Women all wished they were the heroine of this story.

Men, on the other hand, dreamt of being the hero of the story, hoping to give such a grand declaration of love to the one they cherished.

The snow grew thicker, blurring the silhouette of the two kissing amidst the flakes.

Over at the Mo family,

Mo Qingyi came across a video titled "The Right Way to Confess Your Love" while scrolling through her quick video app.

"Ah! Mom! Aunt Yuan! Come and look!" Mo Qingyi screamed excitedly.

Over here, Chu Xiu also looked down at her phone, her expression bearing a hint of disbelief as she stroked her chin.

Madam Mo approached, "What is it, Qingyi? When will you stop being so dramatic?"

"No, no! Mom, look! Look! Look!" Mo Qingyi raised her phone to show both Madam Mo and Zhao Yan.

The expressions of Madam Mo and Zhao Yan both froze.

After a moment, Madam Mo snapped to, "Is this, is this, is this what Zhixuan did?"

"It must be my brother," Mo Qingyi nodded affirmatively, "Aside from my brother, no one else would have such deep pockets."

Mo Zhixuan had booked all the advertising spaces and big screens on Capital City’s skyscrapers, ensuring that wherever there were people and lights, this high-profile declaration of love could be seen.

And to achieve this, a hefty eight-figure sum was necessary at the very least.

"I need to go up and catch the live broadcast." Dropping her phone, Mo Qingyi bolted upstairs.

"Wait for us," said Madam Mo and Zhao Yan, following her lead.

Even the usually calm Chu Xiu stood up, "Qingyi, wait for me."

The four rushed to the topfloor of the Mo residence.

"My brother is so romantic," Mo Qingyi covered her mouth, her eyes turning slightly red as she was enveloped by the atmosphere while gazing upon this spectacular scene.

A look of relief shimmered in the eyes of Madam Mo and Zhao Yan.

Chu Xiu too was stunned by the sight before her, struggling to calm herself.

In the end, Chu Jin was carried down the mountain in Mo Zhixuan’s arms.

The lights at the bottom of the mountain glowed all night until they dimmed as dawn broke.

That night, the two slept in the same room, side by side, but some things did not reach the final step.

Mr. Mo always conducted himself with propriety when appropriate and shamelessly when the situation called for it.

The next morning,

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, when Chu Jin awoke, the man beside her was still asleep.

Chu Jin quietly lifted the quilt, about to step out of bed, when suddenly a pair of hands encircled her waist from behind and pulled her back into his arms, her face pressed tight against his chest.

All she heard was the sound of his heartbeat in her ear.

Chu Jin’s face inexplicably flushed for a moment.

"It’s still early, let’s sleep a little more," a deep and slightly hoarse voice came from overhead.

The curtains were drawn, darkening the room, and it was hard to tell the time.

Almost as soon as she nestled into his embrace, sleepiness overtook her once more. Chu Jin yawned, found a comfortable position in his arms, and fell back to sleep.

When Chu Jin woke up again, Mo Zhixuan was already standing by the bed getting dressed; he was fastening the second button of his white shirt and was about to put on his watch.

Though his actions seemed casual, they exuded an unmistakable aura.

Chu Jin’s gaze flickered then she too threw off the covers and got out of bed.

Since it was the first day of the Lunar New Year, she picked out a red down jacket to wear for the occasion.

The down jacket had a slim fit, with large rings of fox fur on the cuffs and collar, adding an extra touch of elegance when worn.

Her skin was already fair, and now this red made it seem even more lustrous.

After freshening up, the two of them went downstairs together.

Just as they reached the bottom of the stairs, they heard Mo Qingyi shouting from the living room, "Mom, is breakfast ready? I’m starving!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Madam Mo immediately scolded, "No speaking nonsense on the first day of the New Year! Especially not about being hungry, otherwise, you’ll be hungry all year long!"

Mo Qingyi: "..."

Chu Jin: "..."

Mo Zhixuan: "..."

When Chu Jin came downstairs, the elderly Madame Mo asked with a smile, "Jin, do you want to eat dumplings, tea eggs, or sweet dumplings?" Madame Mo completely ignored Mo Zhixuan.

Chu Jin was confused.

Dumplings, tea eggs, sweet dumplings?

What was this all about?

Had the Mo family become so extravagant as to literally eat money?

Mo Zhixuan, as if he was used to it, cleared his throat and then explained, "Dumplings are called ’big ingots,’ sweet dumplings are ’small ingots,’ and tea eggs are ’gold ingots.’"

On the first day of the New Year, for good luck, the older generations liked to follow this tradition.

Chu Jin: "..."

"Jin, what would you like?" Madame Mo’s voice came again.

"Dumpli...," Chu Jin began to say, then quickly changed her words, "Big ingots."

"Alright, alright, coming right up, you guys go and sit in the dining room for a while."

Chu Jin, along with Mo Zhixuan and Mo Qingyi, headed to the dining room.

In the dining room, Zhao Yan and Chu Xiu were eating sweet dumplings.

After breakfast, Chu Jin and Mo Qingyi nestled in the sofa for a video chat with the little girl.

The little girl was dressed very festively today as well.

A red cotton-padded jacket, and even a beauty mark between her eyebrows, she looked just like a lucky doll from a New Year picture.

Super cute.

After chatting for a while, the little girl asked, "Where is brother Xiu? Why haven’t I seen brother Xiu?"

"He’s over there," Chu Jin turned the camera towards Chu Xiu.

Chu Xiu immediately waved and greeted the little girl, "Pengpeng sister, happy New Year."

The little girl said sweetly, "Brother Xiu, happy New Year, it’s been so long since we saw each other, did you miss Pengpeng?"

Chu Xiu took the phone from Chu Jin and said with a smile, "Of course I did. When are you coming to Capital City?" The little girl held a place in Chu Xiu’s heart like a cute little sister, and he only ever became more talkative when he was with her.

Children tend to find common topics more easily.

Meanwhile, the Mo family had already welcomed the first wave of New Year’s visitors.

Duanmu Zhe, and his parents.

The three of them came over with big and small packages of gifts.

They exchanged a flurry of festive greetings, and the room was filled with laughter.

It was only then that Madame Mo leisurely introduced them to Duanmu’s parents, "Let me introduce you, this is my in-law Zhao Yan, this is Zhixuan’s fiancée Chu Jin, and this is Zhixuan’s brother-in-law, Chu Xiu."

"Mrs. In-law, happy New Year." Mr. and Mrs. Duanmu hurried to shake hands with Zhao Yan, and after greeting her, they began to greet Chu Jin and Chu Xiu.

It was evident that Mr. and Mrs. Duanmu were people who understood etiquette.

They had already heard about Chu Jin from Duanmu Zhe and knew she was not just any ordinary person, so their words were filled with respect.

In contrast, Chu Jin, personable and natural, graceful and well-read, instantly won Mr. and Mrs. Duanmu’s favor.

At first, they feared that Chu Jin, due to her status, would be arrogant and look down upon them, after all, she was the reincarnation of the Eternal Empress, and a little pride would be normal. Now it seemed that was not the case at all.

Mo Qingyi was busy making tea for them, while Duanmu Zhe ran to help, and surprisingly, Mo Qingyi looked up and said politely, "Thank you."

This thank you startled Duanmu Zhe, who could not recall when Mo Qingyi had ever been so polite to him.

What had gotten into her today?

"Are you feeling alright today? Do you have a fever?" Duanmu Zhe asked, suspiciously reaching out to feel Mo Qingyi’s forehead.

But before he could touch her forehead, Mo Qingyi swiftly moved away.

Mo Qingyi was a very rational person.

She knew that since some things were impossible, there was no need to get further entangled and eventually hurt herself.

Duanmu Zhe’s hand froze in mid-air, then he covered it up with a smile.

Overall, the atmosphere in the living room was still very good.

"Sis, happy New Year." The voice was heard before the person appeared.

Tong Zhi, holding an umbrella, walked in from the outside; it was snowing, but Tong Zhi seemed not to be afraid of the cold and still wore a cheongsam, graceful and enchanting.

"Mrs. Tong, happy New Year." Mr. and Mrs. Duanmu stood up to greet her politely, clearly showing her respect as well.

"Happy New Year to you both," Tong Zhi said with a beaming smile.

Just then, Mo Zhixuan came over from the side and greeted Tong Zhi and the Duanmu couple, "Aunt Tong, Uncle, Auntie, happy New Year."

Tong Zhi’s expression remained the same, but the Duanmu couple was pleasantly surprised by Mo Zhixuan’s "Uncle and Auntie" greeting.

When had Mo Zhixuan ever been so approachable?

Although Duanmu Zhe always liked to follow him around, calling him "big brother," Mr. and Mrs. Duanmu never dared to truly consider Mo Zhixuan as a junior.

Only those who had been through the massacre incident knew how ruthless his methods could be!

After everyone sat down, Tong Zhi, while peeling nuts, said with a smile, "Zhixuan, I saw what happened last night. You did well. As expected of my nephew, you have guts."

Tong Zhi was obviously referring to Mo Zhixuan’s grand gesture last night when he booked all the watchtowers in Capital City to profess his love.

Actually, everyone was aware of it, but they dared not tease Mo Zhixuan openly about it. Now that Tong Zhi had brought it up, people were less hesitant and followed suit in the conversation.

"Ninth Brother, Ninth Brother, I saw it too! But I didn’t expect it was really you! Hats off to you!"

"Ninth Brother, do you know that last night the entire circle of friends and Weibo were all talking about you?"

Hearing this, Mo Zhixuan was unfazed as he responded, "I’m flattered, truly flattered. I’ve embarrassed Aunt Tong and everyone here."

Tong Zhi then asked, "When are you planning to tie the knot with Jin?"

"No rush," Mo Zhixuan answered calmly as he took a sip of tea, "Jin and I have discussed it already. As soon as she graduates, we’ll have the wedding right away."

"Jin is still young, letting her have some fun for a couple more years is only right," Tong Zhi said with a smile. "You know how to take care of people. I hope you’ll keep that, maintain your original aspiration and treat Jin well after you’re married. If you dare to bully Jin, I won’t let you off easily."

"Aunt Tong is right. If you dare to treat Jin poorly, I won’t acknowledge you as a son anymore!" the Mo family matriarch joined in.

"Of course not, of course not," Zhao Yan chimed in with a smile, "Looking at Zhixuan, you can tell he’s a good kid. How could he be bad to Jin? I’m very at ease handing Jin over to him, entrusting her to the Mo family."

A mother-in-law tends to like her son-in-law more and more the more she sees him, and this saying held true for Zhao Yan, who found Mo Zhixuan satisfactory in every aspect.

Shortly after, Zhou Xunian arrived, accompanied by a young girl with striking features, wearing a dark blue wool coat, white leggings, a pair of small leather boots, and her nails adorned with sparkling rhinestones.

Her demeanor was exceptionally graceful.

When Zhou Xunian looked at her, his expression was very tender, and he would call her name with deep affection.

"Weiwei."

Weiwei, the miraculous woman who willingly let Zhou Xunian lay aside his male pride to tattoo a rose on his hand for her.

After greeting the elders for the new year, Zhou Xunian led Weiwei over to Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan.

"Ninth Brother," Weiwei greeted him politely.

Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly then, while embracing Chu Jin in his arms, said, "This is your Ninth Sister-in-law."

Weiwei immediately smiled, showing her cute little tiger teeth, and extended her hand to Chu Jin, "Ninth Sister-in-law, hello, I am Weiwei, the ’Wei’ of roses. Long before in Superpower World, I heard Xunian mention Ninth Sister-in-law. Seeing you today, you truly graced us like a celestial fairy descending from the ninth heaven, making me, a commoner, feel utterly ashamed."

Chu Jin was even more beautiful than Weiwei had imagined, so all these words were truly from her heart and not mere flattery.

Weiwei had a sweet mouth indeed, but it depended on the person.

For someone like Zheng Chuyi, who was so high and mighty and took herself as the number one beauty, Weiwei would never truly think Zheng Chuyi was that beautiful.

Chu Jin was different.

From the very first glance at Chu Jin, Weiwei was drawn to her pure and ethereal presence, like an elegant orchid in a secluded valley.

Even clad in a stunning red outfit, Chu Jin’s innate elegance couldn’t be concealed.

Therefore, Weiwei genuinely liked Chu Jin a lot.

Chu Jin offered a slight smile and shook Weiwei’s hand, "Thank you for the compliment. Hello, Weiwei, I am Chu Jin, ’Chu’ as in Chu River and Han Border, ’Jin’ as in magnificent landscapes."

"Weiwei sister, did you come?" Mo Qingyi walked over and hugged Weiwei.

"Qingyi! I’ve missed you so much, sweetie," Weiwei hugged her back.

Mo Qingyi and Weiwei had known each other for a long time and were also good friends.

Soon, Han Zixiu arrived with Ding Siyu, also coming to pay a New Year’s visit.

Rarely enough, Mo Zhixuan and Han Zixiu didn’t argue today but were instead courteous and amiable.

Ding Siyu brought a lot of gifts for Zhao Yan.

There were clothes, and supplements.

Unfortunately, Zhao Yan couldn’t remember who she was.

Seizing the opportunity, Ding Siyu even acknowledged Zhao Yan as her godmother.

Being a smart man, once Ding Siyu had acknowledged Zhao Yan as her godmother, Han Zixiu started calling her "Mom" frequently, even more affectionately than Ding Siyu did, especially when Mo Zhixuan was present.

The afternoon felt lengthy, so after lunch, Chu Jin teamed up with Mo Qingyi, Ding Siyu, and Weiwei to play the card game ’Fight the Landlord’.

The four sisters got along very well together.

On the other side, Mo Zhixuan was playing chess with Han Zixiu.

Zhou Xunian, on the other hand, was playing the mobile game ’Honor of Kings’ with Duanmu Zhe.

The elders sat together and chatted, and the living room was filled with a joyful and harmonious atmosphere.

Time flew, and the Spring Festival soon came to an end.

In the blink of an eye, the day for Mo Qingyi to go abroad arrived.

In the morning, Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin were the ones to take her to the airport.

The Mo family matriarch did not come.

"Brother, Brother Jin, you can go back. Don’t worry, I can manage on my own," Mo Qingyi paused at the boarding gate, her eyes slightly reddened.

Chu Jin reached out for a hug, "Take care of yourself, and no matter how far you go, never forget the way back home."

"Okay," Mo Qingyi nodded softly.

Mo Zhixuan, usually reserved and taciturn, looked at Mo Qingyi and said seriously, "If you ever feel aggrieved abroad, don’t bear it. If anyone dares to bully you, just bully them right back boldly. You have a brother, and I’m not just for show."