Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 637 - 639, Not So Simple (Second Update)

Chapter 637: 639, Not So Simple (Second Update)

"Then I’ll go find her," the little loli continued, "Grandma, I’ll come back and keep you company in a bit,"

"Off you go, then." Zhao Yan waved her off with a smile.

Chu Xiu was bumped into at the corner of the staircase, and the little loli rushed up to give her a big hug, "Brother Xiu."

The one meter three little loli wasn’t even tall enough to reach Chu Xiu’s shoulder.

"You’re like a little monkey," said Chu Xiu with a hint of resignation. "When did you get here?"

"Just now," the little loli blinked her big eyes, "Brother Xiu, I’m going to find Brother Jin first. I’ll come down to play with you later."

"Mm-hmm," Chu Xiu nodded, "I’m going to the supermarket in a bit; do you want to come?"

"I’ll come, so wait for me." With that, the little loli ran off in a flash.

Chu Xiu shook his head with resignation, but the corners of his mouth turned up in a smile.

And so,

Zhao Yan next to him noticed something very strange. Chu Xiu was actually smiling.

The stoic young man was actually smiling.

How rare.

Upstairs.

Chu Jin was sitting in front of the computer chatting with Qin Zhenglin.

She hadn’t appeared at the company in a long time, so Qin Zhenglin was updating her on some recent developments.

"Brother Jin!" Just then, a crisp childlike voice filled the air.

"Pengpeng! How come you’re here!" Chu Jin turned around, pleasantly surprised.

"Brother Jin, congratulations! You’re getting married soon," the little loli said with a regretful expression, "But it’s a pity that it’s not to my papa. Hey, Brother Jin, are you sure you won’t consider my papa? There’s still time before the wedding, you can change your mind!"

In the past three years,

the little loli had tried many strategies,

but still couldn’t shake the foundation.

Chu Jin laughed, "Your dad deserves someone better!"

The little loli sighed, "There’s no one better than you in this world. It looks like Papa is destined to be alone!"

"You’re talking nonsense," Chu Jin patted the little loli on the head.

"I’m not," the little loli hugged Chu Jin’s neck, and continued, "Where else in the world can you find a beautiful Brother Jin like you? Oh, that’s right, Brother Jin, I prepared a gift for you to wish you happiness in your marriage and that you’ll have children soon."

With that, the little loli took out a glaze bottle from her pocket and handed it to Chu Jin.

A colorful glaze bottle.

It was very small, probably only the size of a little finger.

But exquisitely extraordinary.

Chu Jin loved it at first sight.

Because she saw no special spiritual energy, Chu Jin took the glaze bottle with confidence, "Thank you, Pengpeng, I really like it."

If the little loli had really prepared something very valuable, Chu Jin would have felt uneasy accepting it.

After all, she already owed a great debt to her for the Soul Resurrection Grass.

Seeing that Chu Jin really liked it, the little loli happily said, "Brother Jin, then you have to carry it with you every day. This glaze bottle is magical; it can bring you good luck."

At first, the little loli was worried that the glaze bottle might be too ordinary and that Brother Jin wouldn’t like it.

Papa was too stingy! With so many treasures at home, he actually only gave an inconspicuous bottle!

Luckily, Brother Jin didn’t disdain it.

"Okay," Chu Jin nodded and promptly tied the glaze bottle with a red string before carefully placing it in her pocket.

"Brother Jin," the little loli looked at Chu Jin and then asked, "Will you have your own little treasure in the future?"

"Mm," Chu Jin hesitated, then nodded, "I will."

As soon as the words were out, the little loli’s eyes reddened, and she sniffled, "Brother Jin, then won’t you like Pengpeng anymore after you have your own baby?"

She was worried that Brother Jin would forget her after having his own baby.

The elderly grandmother in the manor often said something.

Hairs aren’t as rooted as long ones; children aren’t as dear as one’s own.

She was no longer a child.

Of course, she understood the meaning of that saying.

What she didn’t know was that these words were spoken to Mo Qianjue by the old grandmother.

"Of course not," Chu Jin embraced the little loli in his arms, then said, "Brother Jin will always like Pengpeng, always and forever, no one can replace Pengpeng’s place in Brother Jin’s heart."

The little loli immediately turned tears into a smile and held out her pinky toward Chu Jin, "Brother Jin, let’s pinky promise."

Chu Jin obligingly hooked her little pinky, "Pinky promise, hang on a hook, no changes for a hundred years."

"Anyone who changes is a little dog," Chu Jin gently tapped on the little loli’s nose.

"By the way, Brother Jin, I’ve learned the card shuffling trick you taught me last time. I’ll perform it for you now."

"Sure," Chu Jin nodded.

The little loli produced a deck of Tarot cards from her waist as if by magic, and started shuffling them quickly, just like Chu Jin did.

Her movements were skilled.

It was clear she had practiced many times over.

The Tarot cards seemed to come to life, tumbling through the air.

Within her movements, one could vaguely make out Chu Jin’s silhouette.

In three years, the little lolita had almost mastered the essence of the Tarot cards.

Chu Jin taught seriously.

And she learned just as earnestly.

"Well done," Chu Jin clapped in encouragement.

"Excuse my poor skills," said the little lolita with a mock bow.

"You little thing," Chu Jin reached out and flicked her forehead.

After chatting with Chu Jin for about an hour, the little lolita suddenly remembered she had an appointment with Chu Xiu, so she hurried downstairs without delay.

On her way down, she happened to meet Zhao Yan escorting a young woman upstairs.

"Hello, Grandma, hello, Auntie," the little lolita greeted politely.

"This is my granddaughter," Zhao Yan introduced to the young woman proactively.

Upon hearing this, a flicker of shock crossed the young woman’s eyes, but she composed herself and said, "You are truly blessed; the little girl is very beautiful."

Zhao Yan loved hearing others praise the little lolita’s beauty; immediately, her impression of the young woman improved, and she led her to a door, turning her head to say, "It’s right here."

Then, she knocked on the door, "Jin, are you inside?"

"Yes," a clear voice came from inside, "Mom, please come in directly."

At that, Zhao Yan gently pushed the door open, leading the young woman inside while saying, "Jin, you have a visitor."

Chu Jin looked back.

And saw a set of stunning features.

Although it had been three years,

Chu Jin still remembered her.

Yes, Chu Tian.

"Sister, I’ve come to see you," Chu Tian said with a gentle smile, her tone soft.

"You young people chat then," Zhao Yan said, looking at them, "I’ll be leaving first."

With that, she turned and left.

"Why have you come?" Chu Jin went over and poured her a glass of water, her tone slightly cold.

She did not like Chu Tian.

Still, a guest was a guest, and on a joyful day of celebration, she could not just send her away.

"Thank you, sister," Chu Tian took the water and sat down in a chair.

Chu Jin didn’t beat around the bush; she looked directly at Chu Tian and asked, "What do you want?"

Chu Tian took a sip of water then looked up at Chu Jin with a serious expression, speaking deliberately, "Sister, you cannot marry Mo Zhixuan!"

Chu Jin’s lips curled slightly, sarcasm at the corners of her mouth, "Reason."

This Chu Tian was indeed interesting.

To say such an outlandish thing.

Telling her not to marry Mo Zhixuan?

On what grounds?

It was laughable.

"There is no reason!" Chu Tian exclaimed passionately, "You simply cannot marry Mo Zhixuan! Sister, trust me! I would not hurt you! Mo Zhixuan is not suitable for you; the two of you cannot be together."

This was the ultimate task given to Chu Tian by the system.

If Chu Tian could prevent this, she would be able to break her contract with the system.

And thereby obtain her freedom.

Chu Jin smiled lightly and continued, "Chu Tian, I really want to know, what standing do you have to say this? We have no kinship, no ties, why do you think I would listen to you?"

"Sister!" Chu Tian stood up excitedly, grasping Chu Jin’s hands, her expression somewhat savage, "Sister, you must listen to me, you absolutely cannot marry Mo Zhixuan, you two are not suited for each other! He will kill you! It’s destined that you two cannot be together! Sister, believe me!"

Chu Tian’s words were not entirely without reason.

She was indeed destined for Chu Jin.

All the tasks issued by the system were for the sake of keeping Chu Jin alive.

This time, the system ordered her to stop Chu Jin’s wedding to Mo Zhixuan.

Surely, it was because the wedding would bring fatal danger to Chu Jin.

Otherwise, the system would not issue such a strange task!

However, these were just Chu Tian’s speculations; no one knew the actual truth.

"Nonsense!" Chu Jin brushed away Chu Tian’s hands with a swing, her voice cold, "Leave, you are not welcome here!"

Her wedding to Mo Zhixuan was inevitable, and no one was going to stop it!

Chu Tian was flung to the ground, but she was still unwilling, crawling to Chu Jin’s feet, "Sister, what I’m saying is true! Mo Zhixuan really will kill you!"

"Get out!" Chu Jin waved her away.

But Chu Tian was still not willing to give up.

Chu Jin blew a whistle.

A crisp sound, as if imbued with Spiritual Energy, vanished instantly into the air.

Before long, a large white cat jumped in through the window.

"Jin bro," the white cat even spoke human language.

Chu Tian was stunned, incredulously taking two steps back.

Chu Jin glanced at Chu Tian and said to the white cat, "Get her out of here, never to set foot in this place again!"

"Alright," the white cat’s long tail swept, and both it and Chu Tian vanished into thin air.

The white cat was not an ordinary feline, but a transformation of the White Tiger.

Meanwhile.

Chu Tian was abandoned outside Huagui Park, and when she tried to re-enter, she could no longer find the villa where Chu Jin was.

At that moment.

The system’s voice echoed in her mind.

[System detects that the mission has not been completed! Punishment mode activated! Punishment level: "Scatter Like Ashes"!]

Hearing this, Chu Tian’s face turned ashen.

She closed her eyes in agony.

Waiting for death to come.

However, she waited for a long time, but "Scatter Like Ashes" did not come.

So, she slowly opened her eyes.

She saw a woman in a blue dress standing before her, her face veiled so that her true appearance could not be seen.

"Who are you?" Chu Tian asked warily.

"The one here to save your life," the woman in blue spoke softly.

Chu Tian sized up the blue-clad woman with a skeptical look, "Just you?"

"Yes," the woman in blue nodded gently, "just me. Do you know why you didn’t die just now?"

"You..." Chu Tian stumbled back two steps.

"Don’t be frightened," the blue-clad woman gently patted her shoulder, "I truly am here to help you. I can let you live, free from the system’s control, live forever."

"Who are you, really? Why do you want to help me?"

"Because we have a common enemy, Chu Jin," the woman in blue said, her eyes flashing ferociously, "Only with her death! Can I find peace!"

"You’re wrong!" Chu Tian stepped back, "My enemy isn’t Chu Jin, I want her to live!"

Her rebirth was for the very purpose of ensuring Chu Jin’s survival.

The woman in blue smiled slowly, "Stop lying to yourself. Deep down, you’re dying for Chu Jin to meet her end sooner. Now, there’s an opportunity for Chu Jin to die forever, and for you to live freely. It’s up to you to seize it or not!"

"What opportunity?" Chu Tian narrowed her eyes slightly.

The woman in blue continued, "Chu Jin was born against the will of the heavens, just fulfill your destiny and kill her, and you’ll earn rebirth!"

Chu Tian replied lightly with a smile, "Why should I believe you?"

"Because I can end your life anytime. If you trust me, you might live a bit longer," the woman in blue’s eyes were filled with mockery.

Compared with Chu Jin’s life, her own was obviously more important, Chu Tian held on to this crucial piece of information and asked, "What do I have to do?"

Just then, noises came from the surroundings.

The woman in blue halted the words about to spill from her lips, looking around alertly, "I’ll come to you tonight with the details, wait for me at home." With that, she turned and left.

Chu Tian gazed in the direction where the woman in blue disappeared, lost in thought.

It seems, for Chu Jin to wed Mo Zhixuan successfully,

would not be so simple.

The next day.

Chu Jin woke up early in the morning.

After a hurried breakfast, Ding Siyu arrived with the make-up artists.

Ding Siyu was the maid of honor today, so she came quite early.

There were six make-up artists in total.

A very auspicious number.

Chu Jin had a good foundation and was very pretty even without makeup, so the make-up artists only gave her a light touch-up.

They applied lipstick.

Did her hair and adorned her with the Phoenix crown and just covered her with the red bridal veil,

when Mo Zhixuan and the wedding procession arrived.

At the same time, deafening sounds of firecrackers and fireworks rang out simultaneously.

As per tradition.

The door to the bride’s chamber definitely should not be opened easily.

Mo Zhixuan approached and knocked on the door, "Jin, open the door."

A voice came from inside, Ding Siyu’s, "You want us to open the door? Show some sincerity first."

Sincerity?

Mo Zhixuan frowned attractively. Looking up, he glanced at Duanmu Zhe.

Duanmu Zhe immediately understood, reassuring Mo Zhixuan with a confident look, "Ninth brother, I’ve got this." With that, he pulled out a big handful of red envelopes and began to slip them one by one through the door’s crack.

He called out inside, "How about that? Is our sincerity not enough?"

"Not enough, not enough, you think you can bribe us with just these red envelopes? No way! Not even a window!" This was Mo Qingyi’s voice.

Mo Zhixuan raised his eyebrows.

This little girl is ruthless!

She’s actually scamming her own family.

"Then what more do you want to see for sincerity?" Mo Zhixuan slowly spoke.

The voice of Ding Siyu came from inside again, "Jin is our nation’s goddess, Ninth Brother, if you think you can just marry her like this, I’m afraid it’s not that simple. Now, I’ll give you a few tasks to test you. If you pass them smoothly, we’ll open the door and let you in."

Mo Zhixuan gave Han Zixiu a warning look.

But Han Zixiu had an expression that screamed [My wife is amazing].

"Are you ready, Ninth Brother?" Ding Siyu’s voice was gentle, even when she was making things difficult, it remained soft.

"Ask away." Mo Zhixuan was the picture of calm, back in his day, he was the most knowledgeable person in the Superpower World, what question could possibly stump him?

"Please tell us," Mo Qingyi cleared her throat and continued, "what are the modern ’Three Obediences and Four Virtues’ for both men and women?"

The modern ’Three Obediences and Four Virtues’ for men? What the heck is that?

Mo Zhixuan was utterly baffled as he looked towards Duanmu Zhe!

Duanmu Zhe, an unmarried man, how would he know such ridiculous things! With great reluctance, Mo Zhixuan turned his gaze to the only married man present, Han Zixiu.

Han Zixiu, who was well-trained by Ding Siyu at home, of course knew the answer to this kind of question!

Unexpectedly, Han Zixiu didn’t make it difficult for him and took out a piece of paper to write down the answer for him.

After Mo Zhixuan saw the answer, he felt his worldview topple over!

Still, he read from the paper:

"A good husband must follow when his wife leaves the house, obey when his wife commands, and blindly agree when she’s wrong; wait when his wife puts on makeup, be generous when she spends money, be tolerant when she gets angry, and remember her birthday."

"Never gentle, never considerate, never reasonable; can’t talk back, can’t scold, can’t hit, can’t provoke."

The first is the modern ’Three Obediences and Four Virtues’ for men.

The second is for women.

Inside the room, Ding Siyu and Mo Qingyi exchanged glances before bursting into laughter.

"Have you memorized it all?" Mo Qingyi’s voice came through again.

"Memorized it," Mo Zhixuan answered earnestly.

Only then did Mo Qingyi and Ding Siyu open the door.

Mo Zhixuan walked in front, holding roses, followed by two groomsmen and a professional photography team.

And a bunch of onlookers.

The groomsmen were Duanmu Zhe and Han Zixiu, and the bridesmaids were Mo Qingyi and Ding Siyu.

Chu Jin sat on the bedside in a bright red bridal gown, her head covered with a red veil. Through the red fabric, she could vaguely see a tall figure approaching her.

Dressed in a bright red traditional Chinese wedding attire, Mo Zhixuan had an innate regal bearing that seemed accentuated against the red, making him look absolutely majestic and unstoppable.

He walked forward, step by step, as if each step was on her heart.

Chu Jin had never felt her heartbeat race so fast.

Mo Zhixuan stopped in front of Chu Jin and just as he reached out to lift the veil, Ding Siyu stretched out her hand to block them.

"Wait a moment, Ninth Brother," Ding Siyu said with a smile, "let’s not beat around the bush. You must pass another test before you can take our Jin away."

"What test?" Mo Zhixuan asked, still calm and composed.

Ding Siyu looked at Mo Zhixuan with a serious face, "Ninth Brother, do you love Jin?"

Without any hesitation, Mo Zhixuan said, "Love, until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble... till death do us part..."

"If you love her, you must shout it out loud," Ding Siyu nodded approvingly, "Please, Ninth Brother, use ten different languages to tell Jin ’I love you.’

For Mo Zhixuan, speaking ten languages was a trivial matter; he was a polyglot.

Upon hearing this, his lips parted slightly, ready to say the first language.

Ding Siyu then crossed her arms and smiled, "Ninth Brother, when have you ever seen a proposal done standing?"

No sooner had she finished speaking than a servant placed a bag of instant noodles prepared in advance on the ground.

Mo Zhixuan got the hint immediately and knelt down on the noodles.

Ding Siyu continued, "Take a careful knee; don’t break the noodles!"

As she finished, a burst of laughter erupted around them.

This was indeed a rare sight, the mighty head of the Mo family getting pranked.

And yet, there was not a trace of anger on his face, only a faint smile that charmed all who saw it.

Kneeling there, Mo Zhixuan tried to minimize the pressure on his knees and looked up at Ding Siyu, "Can I start now?"

Ding Siyu nodded, "You may, but let me explain the rules. The ten different languages are: Mandarin, Hakka, Min, Cantonese, Wu, Gan, ’Barbarian,’ Xiang, Hui, and Ping..."

Upon hearing this, Mo Zhixuan was confused.

All of these were local dialects from China mainland.

Aside from Mandarin, he hadn’t even heard of the others!

"It’s okay if you don’t know," Mo Qingyi stepped forward from behind Ding Siyu and offered her hand to Mo Zhixuan, "as long as the red envelope is thick enough, we’ll teach you thoroughly."