Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 683 - 685, I am the Mo family’s maternal uncle (second update)

Chapter 683: 685, I am the Mo family’s maternal uncle (second update)

Speaking of this matter gives me a headache," Mo Qingyi sighed. "It’s a long story. Let’s talk over drinks later."

"Sure," Duanmu Zhe nodded.

Just then, a female military officer walked by. Dressed in a military uniform, her figure was curvy and exquisite, her features soft and enticingly attractive. Although she was a soldier exposed to sun and rain, her skin was exceptionally fair.

She and Mo Qingyi were polar opposites.

One acted like a tomboy and kept others at a distance, earning the nickname "cold beauty."

The other was as gentle as water, always greeting everyone with a smile, making her quite popular amongst the soldiers in the army.

After all, female military officers were rarer than giant pandas on this base.

The female officer saluted Duanmu Zhe first. "Good day, sir. I’m the battalion commander of the 28th Division’s Third Regiment, Liu Yaoyao."

Duanmu Zhe merely nodded without saying much.

Then Liu Yaoyao greeted Mo Qingyi, "Qingyi, aren’t you on leave? I saw you from afar and thought I was mistaken."

The colonel had returned on her second day of office when she was supposed to be resting. The close interaction between the two couldn’t help but lead to wild guesses.

Liu Yaoyao’s gaze subtly shifted between the two, a faint smile curving her lips.

Life in the military was too dull and tasteless; sometimes, it needed a bit of spice.

"I just came back to have a look," Mo Qingyi replied casually with a smile. "If there’s nothing else, we’ll be off."

"Sure," Liu Yaoyao nodded. "I have things to take care of too, goodbye."

"Goodbye," Mo Qingyi replied with a slight smile.

Mo Qingyi paid no mind to the gazes of those around and took Duanmu Zhe’s wrist, leading him forward.

Seeing their interlocked hands, a smile formed at the corner of Duanmu Zhe’s mouth.

Duanmu Zhe’s quarters were quite luxurious, complete with a bathroom and kitchen, fully equipped.

Standing in the living room, Mo Qingyi couldn’t help but feel that people really were different from one another.

Before, Duanmu Zhe seemed to lack proper direction, but she had never expected him to be a dark horse, rising to the rank of colonel in just one year.

As long as someone truly had talent, they would shine no matter where they went.

Soon, Duanmu Zhe changed his clothes and came out of his room.

He had put on simple black trousers and a T-shirt. Even in the plain outfit, he exuded an air of elegance.

Furthermore, Duanmu Zhe’s originally fashionable chestnut hair had been dyed back to black and cut into a crew cut.

Mo Qingyi hadn’t noticed this detail earlier because he had been wearing a hat.

A crew cut is a hairstyle that really tests one’s facial features.

Yet, this look on Duanmu Zhe was unexpectedly handsome.

It must be said, Duanmu Zhe’s transformation was enormous.

For a moment, Mo Qingyi was slightly taken aback.

Looking at the man before her, she felt as if worlds apart.

"Don’t just stand there stupidly," Duanmu Zhe patted Mo Qingyi on the head. "Let’s go."

"Yeah, okay," Mo Qingyi came back to her senses.

On the way, it was Duanmu Zhe who drove.

Mo Qingyi sat in the passenger seat.

"Name a place. You’re more familiar with the area," Duanmu Zhe said while holding the steering wheel.

"Hmm," Mo Qingyi thought for a moment and then said, "Let’s go to ’Yanboli.’ It has a good environment."

"Okay," Duanmu Zhe nodded lightly.

The drive was quick, and about half an hour later, the SUV stopped in front of Yanboli.

Duanmu Zhe elegantly tossed the car keys to the valet.

Yanboli is a members-only restaurant in the Superpower World, serving only 30 customers a day in an excellent environment.

It was a perfect place for couples to share intimate conversations.

They walked into the restaurant side by side, and an enthusiastic uniformed waiter greeted them immediately.

Duanmu Zhe ordered the dishes, and unsurprisingly, every dish was Mo Qingyi’s favorite.

Mo Qingyi’s eyes unexpectedly welled up. She took a sip of her drink, swallowing the tears that were threatening to fall.

"How have you been these days?" Duanmu Zhe placed a chopstick-full of fish onto Mo Qingyi’s plate and asked.

"Why did you leave?" Mo Qingyi suddenly looked up, her question unrelated to his.

Of course, it was to become more worthy of you.

However, Duanmu Zhe didn’t voice this thought, because it wasn’t the right time yet.

"Young people have to venture out into the world, just like you did. Back then, you left without saying anything," said Duanmu Zhe, taking a sip of strong tea with an unchanging expression. "It’s only been a year for me, but you’ve already been gone for three. Tell me, between the two of us, who is more heartless?"

"I..." Mo Qingyi was at a loss for words, and her mood grew even worse, stifled and somewhat breathless.

"Let’s not talk about that anymore," Duanmu Zhe said as he peeled another shrimp and placed it in Mo Qingyi’s bowl. "All that is in the past now."

Mo Qingyi nodded, "Yes, it’s all in the past."

"By the way, you still haven’t told me, what exactly happened with your family? You didn’t even take a leave, you just ran back here?" Duanmu Zhe continued to ask.

Being a soldier is really tough. There are not many days off throughout the year.

And here was Mo Qingyi, who had finally gotten a few days off, but she came running back, which made Duanmu Zhe curious.

When she mentioned this subject, Mo Qingyi became even more dejected. She sighed and continued, "It’s my brother’s doing; he got a woman pregnant, and now she’s using the pregnancy to stay put at our place, refusing to leave. The most infuriating part is that she’s occupied my room and even made my mom give her massages..."

Mo Qingyi relayed the whole incident to Duanmu Zhe. When she finished, she cautioned him, "By the way, my mom doesn’t want this to spread, so please don’t go around talking about it."

"Don’t worry, I know how to be discreet," Duanmu Zhe nodded before adding, "Is there a misunderstanding here? I think... Zhixuan doesn’t seem like that kind of person."

Chu Jin had only passed away a year ago. How could Mo Zhixuan move on and... fall in love with someone else so quickly?

And even have that person carry his child!

This was simply unthinkable!

The Mo Zhixuan he knew wasn’t that kind of person either.

"Don’t doubt it. This is the truth," Mo Qingyi personally witnessed Mo Zhixuan bringing Luo Yu upstairs. "You might find it hard to believe, but Luo Yu looks a bit like Jin. Otherwise, my brother probably wouldn’t have been able to go through with it."

Mo Qingyi also knew that Mo Zhixuan was a man of principle. He probably slept with Luo Yu largely because she resembled Jin.

Love for one extends to the things they love.

Duanmu Zhe frowned slightly, taking out a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it up, "Well, this is going to be a real headache."

A year ago, Duanmu Zhe was just a green kid. And now, just a year later, she observed him smoking and thought the boy with the cigarette looked incredibly handsome.

However, Mo Qingyi quickly snapped back to reality, "What do you mean by that?"

"Think about it. If Sister-in-law Jin comes back and sees someone has taken her place and is even pregnant with Zhixuan’s child, what will she do? What kind of position will that put her in?" Duanmu Zhe asked lightly, looking up.

Duanmu Zhe had a premonition.

He knew that Chu Jin would definitely return.

Their sister-in-law, someone who would even dare to destroy Heavenly Dao, couldn’t possibly succumb to fate that easily.

"Jin?" Mo Qingyi’s expression darkened in an instant, "Can she... really come back?"

She had seen Chu Jin die with her own eyes and witnessed her burial. Could someone who had died really come back to life?

Mo Qingyi wasn’t like Duanmu Zhe; she didn’t think too much about these things.

Duanmu Zhe raised an eyebrow slightly, "If we could all make it back, why couldn’t she?"

"Right," Mo Qingyi’s eyes brightened, "Since we all made it back, maybe Jin could too? It’s just... it’s been so long already. When will she be able to return?"

As she thought this, Mo Qingyi poked at the food on her plate somewhat gloomily with her chopsticks.

She thought of Chu Jin’s return every moment.

Alas...

Things do not always go as one wishes.

Duanmu Zhe exhaled a thin stream of smoke slowly, "What you should be worried about now, is whether Sister-in-law Jin, upon discovering Luo Yu’s existence, would still accept Zhixuan, and whether she’d stay in Superpower World!"

After all, everything she had was now replaced by a woman named Luo Yu.

It’s hard to imagine anyone could endure such a blow.

This just wasn’t fair to Chu Jin.

Mo Qingyi scratched her head in distress, "What should I do, then? I would like to throw Luo Yu out! But since she’s carrying my brother’s child, my mother treats her like a treasure. It’s just not realistic to think about driving her away..."

Mo Qingyi was caught in a dilemma.

From the reaction of Mrs. Mo yesterday, it seemed impossible to kick Luo Yu out; the child in Luo Yu’s womb was more important to her than herself.

Mo Qingyi sighed, "You should have seen it. Luo Yu, taking advantage of her pregnancy, is practically shitting on my mom’s neck..."

At this, Duanmu Zhe furrowed his brows, "How could Zhixuan make such a foolish mistake? Didn’t Zi Qi say that Sister-in-law Jin would definitely come back, and soon, too? How could he be so muddled at such a critical time? There must be more to it!"

Duanmu Zhe had a resolute look in his eyes.

He trusted Mo Zhixuan.

After a pause, Duanmu Zhe added, "By the way, where is Zhixuan now? With such a big thing happening, he should show his face. Only if Zhixuan himself admits it, will I believe it’s true!"

"My mom said he seems to have gone to deal with some official matters, and he is unreachable now."

As she finished speaking, Mo Qingyi added, "Actually, my brother didn’t mean to make a mistake. He just liked Chu Jin too much, that’s why... Besides, my mom said that once Luo Yu gives birth, the Mo family won’t accept her anymore. She’ll be left to her own devices."

Mo Qingyi was also well aware of Mo Zhixuan’s character.

But the harsh reality was right before her, forcing her to believe.

"What about the child?" Duanmu Zhe asked, "The child is evidence of Ninth Brother’s unfaithfulness to love. I think if Ninth Sister-in-law comes back, it’s likely that her love with Ninth Brother has reached its end. They will definitely..."

The rest went without saying.

If this was true, not to mention Chu Jin, anyone in his place would be unable to forgive Mo Zhixuan.

In just one short year, Mo Zhixuan had impregnated another woman. This showed that his love wasn’t firm enough, and he was unworthy of Chu Jin.

Duanmu Zhe was a very clear-headed and calm person.

He admired both Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin.

If this was true, then Mo Zhixuan didn’t deserve to be called ’Ninth Brother’ by him.

"No, if I were Chu Jin, I would first give Luo Yu a good beating, then do the same to my brother, and finally forgive him. It wasn’t easy for the two of them to come together; I believe Chu Jin wouldn’t give up on this love."

In her heart, Mo Qingyi still hoped that Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan wouldn’t part ways. Mo Zhixuan was the most important person in her life, and so was Chu Jin.

She wanted them both to be well.

Without any problems.

They had come together through countless hardships and struggles.

They couldn’t be ruined by Luo Yu, that white lotus.

She hoped that Chu Jin would return soon. If so, Luo Yu’s good days would also come to an end, and no one would dare act high and mighty within the Mo family anymore.

Now, Chu Jin was the only one who could deal with Luo Yu.

But whether Chu Jin could return was still a question. After all, so much time had passed; if she could have returned, she would have by now, and none of this terrible mess would have happened.

It was only because she knew that Chu Jin was gone from this world forever that the old Madam Mo didn’t impose any boundaries on Luo Yu.

With Chu Jin around, let alone Luo Yu—even if she were pregnant—she couldn’t step foot into the Mo family.

The old Madam Mo tolerated everything silently because she understood the difficulty of Mo Zhixuan having this child.

Because once this child was lost, Mo Zhixuan might never have children of his own.

And the Mo family would lose its lineage.

Thinking this way, Mo Qingyi picked up the cocktail from the table and gulped it down.

She was so vexed.

On one side was the old Madam Mo.

On the other, Luo Yu, the white lotus.

She didn’t want to disappoint Chu Jin but also couldn’t bear to see the old Madam Mo heartbroken.

"This drink is quite strong; take it slow," Duanmu Zhe cautioned, reaching out to hold her glass, concern showing in his eyes.

"Don’t worry," Mo Qingyi patted her chest, pushing Duanmu Zhe’s hand away, "I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk."

Having lived in the army for so many years, Mo Qingyi had long since developed an iron constitution.

The two chatted about many things, trivial matters really, but Mo Qingyi’s laughter could occasionally be heard in the restaurant.

In memory,

It had been a long time since Mo Qingyi laughed so heartily.

At night, lying in bed, she would remember Chu Jin, the way he collapsed beside the konghou, a vision that remained vivid in her mind.

And scenes from the past.

Without the Chu Jin of before, there wouldn’t be the her of now.

For Mo Qingyi, Chu Jin was like a ray of light, shining on the path ahead, but now, without that ray of light, she could only grope her way forward.

As it turned out, Mo Qingyi truly was able to hold her liquor, drinking one cocktail after another without a blush or a skipped heartbeat.

Duanmu Zhe silently served her dishes, realizing that over the past year, not only he had changed, but so had she.

Although the two were chatting, they didn’t touch on the subject of their feelings for each other.

Just one year ago, they both became aware of each other’s affections, but now, they still behaved as good friends.

They both tactfully forgot about that incident from a year before.

At such a time, if they were to be together, it would be profoundly unfair to Chu Jin.

That incident had always been a knot in their hearts.

After the meal, Duanmu Zhe said to Mo Qingyi, "Let me take you home. I also want to visit Aunt Mo; it’s been so long since I’ve seen her, I really miss her."

"Are you sure you want to go?" Mo Qingyi raised an eyebrow. There was an overbearing white lotus at home, and she was afraid it might disgust Duanmu Zhe.

"Sure," Duanmu Zhe nodded, "I’ll also take this opportunity to see for myself how much Luo Yu resembles Ninth Sister. She even fooled Ninth Brother."

"Alright, then let’s go. It’s a good time for me to go back and check if my mom is being bullied by Luo Yu." Mo Qingyi grabbed her hat, placed it on her head, pressing it down, and walked forward.

Duanmu Zhe followed behind.

When getting into the car, Mo Qingyi hopped in habitually. Her distinctive way of getting into a vehicle caught the attention of passersby, causing them to look back, and even made Duanmu Zhe raise his eyebrows.

After a year, the changes in Mo Qingyi were indeed more than slight.

Soon, they arrived at the Mo family residence, and Duanmu Zhe looked at the ancient building with some curiosity, "Why do you live here? Haven’t you moved to the imperial palace?"

The imperial palace was the residence for the head of the Superpower World.

Mo Zhixuan had been in the Superpower World for some time now, and the situation had gradually stabilized. Logically, he should have moved to the imperial palace by now.

"My mom finds it too much trouble, so we didn’t move," Mo Qingyi said proficiently as she jumped out of the car window, "Living here is pretty good, but it’s not so nice now, with a piece of trash around. Honestly, if I weren’t worried about my mom being bullied, I wouldn’t have come back."

The fact that Madam Mo cared so much about the child in Luo Yu’s womb meant she would definitely be at Luo Yu’s beck and call.

Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe had just set foot inside the Mo family’s gate.

A strange middle-aged man walked towards them.

He was dressed in luxurious suits that seemed a bit ill-fitted, giving off a thick air of sleaziness.

"Stop right there!" Luo Yingjie stretched out his hand to block Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe, frowning, "Who are you two? Do you know where you are? This is the Mo family estate, not a place where people like you can come and go as you please! Get lost before I lose my temper!"

In these past few days, Luo Yingjie had grown accustomed to strutting around the Mo family estate.

He wanted to assert control over every matter.

This had to do with his background. Before, he was just a poor gambler, constantly oppressed by others. Now, he had finally stood tall, becoming a person of the upper class, and he wanted to relish the taste of turning his life around.

Looking at Luo Yingjie, Duanmu Zhe slightly furrowed his brow and glanced towards Mo Qingyi.

Mo Qingyi too was completely baffled because she did not recognize the man before her at all.

She had only been away for a few days. Could it be that Madam Mo had sold the place? Or, had she come to the wrong location?

With that thought, Mo Qingyi silently stepped back and looked up at the Mo family’s gate.

The two grand and imposing characters on the old plaque read "Mo Residence."

Right.

She hadn’t gone to the wrong place.

Mo Qingyi then calmed down and walked back through the gate, raising her eyes to Luo Yingjie, "And you are?"

Luo Yingjie straightened his collar, puffing up his chest as he said, "Listen well, I am the Mo family’s uncle! I’m in a good mood today and don’t want to bother with you. Get out at once, as people like you have no right to enter the Mo family’s gates!"

Because they had just come out of the military, both Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe had changed into their own clothes, which were specially tailored without any particular insignia. Therefore, Luo Yingjie subconsciously assumed these two were commoners trying to climb the social ladder by approaching the Mo family.

There are just too many rogues in society these days!

An uncle?

Mo Qingyi frowned slightly.

Since when did the Mo family have such a disgusting uncle? She didn’t know about it.

"How come I don’t know that our family suddenly has an uncle like you? Move aside!" With a wave of her hand, Mo Qingyi pushed Luo Yingjie aside.

She was sure that this sleazy middle-aged man in front of her had no relation to the Mo family whatsoever.

Having been in the Mo family for several days, everyone had been extremely respectful towards him. Now suddenly, a young girl not only spoke to him disrespectfully but also pushed him! This made Luo Yingjie very angry.

With a wave of his hand, Luo Yingjie shouted loudly, "Someone help! Thief!"

With that shout, all the servants of the Mo family were summoned, "Uncle, what happened?"

"Go catch those two up ahead and give them a good beating," Luo Yingjie instructed, pointing at the figures of Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe.

"Yes."

The servants advanced with sticks in hand, encircling Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe.

Luo Yingjie revealed a triumphant smile, marching forward arrogantly.

That damn brat!

How dare she lay a hand on him!

She must have a death wish.

And she looks pretty too.

If he could get her into bed, that would surely be even more thrilling.

Luo Yingjie rubbed his hands together, with a lecherous gleam in his eyes.

However, before Luo Yingjie could react, he saw the servants that had surrounded Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe bowing very respectfully and saying, "Greetings, Miss!"