Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 684 - 686 (first update)

Chapter 684: 686 (first update)

Miss?

At the sound of that voice and seeing this spectacle, Luo Yingjie was stunned in an instant.

Was this young girl actually... the eldest Miss of the Mo family?

Luo Yingjie’s legs went weak all at once.

He never imagined that he would have provoked the eldest Miss of the Mo family.

But then he thought about how Luo Yu was pregnant now, and that he was the uncle by marriage to the Mo family, so he wasn’t afraid of anything anymore. He walked up to the crowd with a smile and looked at Mo Qingyi, saying, "Look at this, look at this, it’s like a flood has hit the Dragon King Temple, one family doesn’t recognize its own! Miss, I’m really sorry! But you can’t blame me entirely..."

"Get lost! Who do you think you are!" Mo Qingyi’s gaze was cold as she lifted her eyes, "Who said you’re part of the family."

Luo Yingjie looked like a sneaky rat at first sight, obviously not a good sort.

Mo Qingyi detested this kind of person the most.

Luo Yingjie originally wanted to retort, but then he remembered Luo Yu’s warning and continued, "Whether we’re family or not is not for you to decide. Forget it, forget it, I, as your elder, can’t be bothered to argue with someone younger like you. I have important things to deal with anyway."

After all, he was currently taking advantage of being in the Mo family.

And facing him was the legitimate eldest Miss of the Mo family; he really couldn’t afford to offend her, and Luo Yingjie had the insight to see this.

Luo Yingjie walked out of the Mo family home with his hands behind his back, his servant in tow, strutting proudly.

Mo Qingyi watched Luo Yingjie’s retreating figure with a slight frown, then looked down at the servant beside her and asked, "Who was that just now? How come we have such relatives in our family?"

Somehow Luo Yingjie didn’t seem like a relative of the Mo family at all.

The servant also glanced at Luo Yingjie’s retreating figure and said in a low voice, "Miss, he’s Miss Luo’s uncle, supposedly surnamed Luo."

In the current Mo family, Luo Yu was the one who had a say, so the servants were all very wary of her and also of Luo Yingjie.

One could say that Luo Yingjie had become almost like a co-master of the Mo family.

All these servants had to respectfully call him Uncle.

"Her again!" Mo Qingyi clenched her fists, "Will this woman never stop!"

As she spoke, Mo Qingyi then looked toward Duanmu Zhe, "You saw it yourself, right? This is what Luo Yu has brought upon us. She’s driving me mad!"

She knew that the Mo family couldn’t possibly have such disgusting relatives.

Duanmu Zhe squeezed her hand, "Alright, don’t get angry. Let’s go inside."

Mo Qingyi calmed down a bit and followed Duanmu Zhe inside.

Upon entering the house, they could hear Luo Yu’s nitpicking voice.

"Aunt Mo, I really can’t stand the strange smell from your prayer room; could you please take down the prayer room?"

First Luo Yingjie, now Luo Yu.

The Mo family was already turned upside down by these two!

Mo Qingyi quickly walked in and shouted, "If you dare to dismantle the prayer room, see if I don’t tear you apart first?"

"Go ahead and tear it apart," Luo Yu boasted proudly with her belly thrust forward, "If you have the guts, start with my belly."

"You think I wouldn’t dare?" Mo Qingyi took a step forward, for every time she saw Luo Yu, she couldn’t control the little monster inside her.

Dammit!

Calling this woman cheap was an insult to the word ’cheap’ itself.

Not just her was cheap.

Even her relatives were disgustingly cheap.

Luo Yu had already caused enough trouble for the Mo family by herself, and now she had brought another trashy person to wreak havoc.

It was all because the old Madam Mo spoiled her too much.

"Qingyi, calm down," Duanmu Zhe quickly walked over and grabbed Mo Qingyi’s hand.

"Little Zhe?" The old Madam Mo looked at him in surprise.

Although Duanmu Zhe had changed a lot, the old Madam Mo still recognized him at a glance.

She thought she would never see this child again in her life.

Unexpectedly, Duanmu Zhe came back at such a time.

"Aunt Mo," Duanmu Zhe walked over and hugged the old Madam Mo.

"Good child, good child, you’ve finally come back," the old Madam Mo’s voice was somewhat choked.

Duanmu Zhe was raised in the eyes of the old Madam Mo, and they shared a mother-son bond.

Seeing this reception, Luo Yu sat on the sofa and covertly observed Duanmu Zhe.

Luo Yu was smart; she immediately guessed that Duanmu Zhe must have a special relationship with Mo Qingyi.

How could a little cheap thing like Mo Qingyi deserve such an outstanding person? She’d be happy if she could break up the two of them.

Luo Yu had always held a grudge against Mo Qingyi for pointing a gun at her.

She’d long wanted to take her revenge on Mo Qingyi.

Regrettably, Mo Qingyi had been intentionally avoiding her these past few days, so Luo Yu hadn’t even had a chance to provoke her.

But today, this opportunity practically fell into her lap.

She had to wreck the relationship between Mo Qingyi and this man.

To break up a couple is actually quite simple; all it takes is for a woman who is prettier and gentler than Mo Qingyi to appear.

With Mo Qingyi’s tomboyish nature, it was a wonder what this man saw in her.

Obviously, she was superior to Mo Qingyi in every aspect.

Even though she belonged to Mo Zhixuan now, that didn’t stop this man from falling for her.

Food only tastes good when you fight over it.

Once this man fell for her, Mo Zhixuan would feel threatened, and she would become even more sought-after.

In fact, the main reason was that Luo Yu really liked the feeling of being pursued. Only then could she experience a sense of superiority.

Moreover, this move could both satisfy her own vanity and retaliate against Mo Qingyi.

Why not do it?

With this thought in mind, Luo Yu straightened her chest and restored her gentle demeanor with a smile brimming in her eyes, looking at Duanmu Zhe. She was determined to outdo Mo Qingyi and win over Duanmu Zhe.

Luo Yu had never been particularly restrained; otherwise, she wouldn’t have been threatened by Luo Yingjie.

"Duanmu, let me introduce her to you. This is Luo Yu. She’s now a key protected member of the Mo family. I believe Qingyi has already mentioned her to you, right?" the elder Madam Mo said, pointing at Luo Yu.

The elder Madam Mo only mentioned a key protected member, without formally introducing Luo Yu to Duanmu Zhe.

She also knew that Qingyi, that girl, must have told Duanmu Zhe everything already.

For elder Madam Mo, Duanmu Zhe was not an outsider.

"Hmm, Qingyi has told me a little," Duanmu Zhe nodded lightly.

Luo Yu flashed a proper smile at Duanmu Zhe.

"Miss Luo, nice to meet you. I am Duanmu Zhe," Duanmu Zhe extended his hand politely to Luo Yu.

"Mr. Duanmu, don’t be so formal. We’re all family here. Just call me Luo Yu." Luo Yu gently took Duanmu Zhe’s hand and at the end, meaningfully pinched his fingers, as if hinting at something, which could be considered flirting.

Luo Yu was already an old hand in matters of the heart.

She also firmly believed that no man could escape her grasp.

Duanmu Zhe furrowed his brow without making a sound, withdrew his hand, and said with a feigned smile, "I heard Miss Luo is pregnant, congratulations"

Duanmu Zhe mentioned the pregnancy but didn’t specify the father.

Because he still believed in Mo Zhixuan.

Even after seeing Luo Yu, he still believed in Mo Zhixuan.

"Thank you." Luo Yu nodded her thanks, thinking to herself whether Duanmu Zhe was a true gentleman or a hypocrite, since he seemed entirely unmoved by her insinuation.

Could it be that he disdained her for having slept with Mo Zhixuan?

It was precisely because she was so outstanding and charming that Mo Zhixuan had slept with her. Duanmu Zhe couldn’t possibly fail to understand that, could he?

Since Duanmu Zhe still couldn’t see her worth now, then she would have to try harder to make him notice her.

Why should Mo Zhixuan be able to prance around with banners flying while she couldn’t?

Luo Yu certainly wouldn’t be so foolish as to wait for one man.

The Dark Mountain Princess from ancient times was the role model she aimed to emulate.

"By the way, Aunt Mo," Duanmu Zhe glanced at elder Madam Mo and then asked, "Have you taken Miss Luo to a formal hospital for a check-up? Is the fetus safe? Is it developing properly?"

At that moment, Duanmu Zhe already had his own calculations in mind.

"Not yet," Madam Mo shook her head.

It wasn’t something to be proud of, so Madam Mo only hired a trusted private doctor.

She was actually quite worried; without having gone to a regular large hospital for a checkup, she still felt a bit uneasy.

What if the child in Luo Yu’s belly isn’t healthy?

Duanmu Zhe smiled and said, "It just so happens that I have a friend who works at the hospital. Why don’t we take Miss Luo for a checkup? That way, we can be a little more at ease."

Upon hearing this, the corners of Luo Yu’s lips lifted slightly in a curve. After all, it was a real pregnancy. Even if she went to the hospital, she wouldn’t be afraid. It would be best to cause a commotion and let everyone know, thus everyone would know she belonged to Mo Zhixuan.

One had to say, Duanmu Zhe was really considerate towards her.

Luo Yu touched her stomach, a look of triumph on her face.

The Mo family matriarch hesitated for a moment, then said, "Won’t that... be too much trouble for you?"

Getting a checkup at a regular hospital couldn’t be better, but once they went to the hospital, the matter would be made public. With Mo Zhixuan in such a high position, spreading this news around wouldn’t be good for him.

After all, he was destined to unite the Three Realms.

Duanmu Zhe heard the concern in the Mo family matriarch’s words and continued.

"We’re all family; it’s too formal to talk about trouble. Aunt Mo, relax, my friend is one of us, and his medical ethics are impeccable, not to mention his medical skills. What Miss Luo is carrying is ultimately the bloodline of the Mo family, so it’s better to be cautious."

When Duanmu Zhe mentioned ’family’, a warm smile appeared in Mo Qingyi’s eyes, perhaps even unbeknownst to herself.

With that said, the Mo family matriarch felt reassured, "Alright, Little Zhe, then we’ll trouble you."

Since Duanmu Zhe had said so, there should be no problem, that doctor must be a person Duanmu Zhe trusts immensely. Duanmu Zhe is a good boy, as close as brothers to Mo Zhixuan, he wouldn’t do anything to betray the Mo family. Therefore, the Mo family matriarch trusted Duanmu Zhe a lot.

"Of course." Duanmu Zhe was the picture of courtesy as he followed up, "Aunt Mo, then let’s get going. I’ll take you there."

"I’m coming too." Mo Qingyi also stood up. With such a matter at hand, of course she would join in the excitement. What if Luo Yu was faking her pregnancy?

"Hmm." Duanmu Zhe nodded slightly.

Luo Yu rolled her eyes at Mo Qingyi; why was she present everywhere? It was her prenatal checkup, what excitement was there for her to join? If she went along, what chances would she have to spend time with Duanmu Zhe?

But in the current situation, Luo Yu couldn’t find an excuse to prevent Mo Qingyi from going.

The group headed towards the exit.

Mo Qingyi walked alongside Duanmu Zhe in the front while the Mo family matriarch walked with Luo Yu at the back.

Mo Qingyi still jumped into the front passenger seat, while Duanmu Zhe, ever the gentleman, opened the car doors for the Mo family matriarch and Luo Yu.

"Thank you, Mr. Duanmu," Luo Yu said politely before getting into the car.

"You’re welcome." Duanmu Zhe’s expression was indifferent.

From Luo Yu’s recent actions, it was clear she was no straightforward character. This type of woman, fickle as water, raised doubts as to whether the child in her womb was truly that of Mo Zhixuan. As such, Duanmu Zhe did not have a good impression of Luo Yu.

The corners of Luo Yu’s mouth lifted in a dignified smile as she lifted her skirts to get into the car. Despite being pregnant, Luo Yu still wore a pair of high-heeled Crystal Shoes, because she felt only such shoes could complement her temperament.

In fairy tales, Crystal Shoes were the exclusive property of princesses. Now, although she could not be considered a princess, her status was much more noble than a princess’s.

Luo Yu slowly raised her right foot to step into the car, glancing out of the corner of her eye at Duanmu Zhe, who stood behind her waiting to close the car door after she got in.

With a slight hook of her mouth, Luo Yu’s foot faltered, and she stumbled a few times, falling straight into Duanmu Zhe’s embrace.

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