Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 689 - 691

Chapter 689: 691

Tong Zhi was an extremely beauty-conscious person, especially when it came to her face. Once, she drank honey lemon water for three consecutive years to maintain the smoothness and elasticity of her skin, and during that time, she didn’t touch a single grain of rice.

At the mention of "wrinkles," she was so scared that she forgot everything that had just happened.

Her anger dissipated by half.

"No, no," Mo Qingyi said with a smile, "Aunt Tong, your face is smooth. But, you really mustn’t get angry again, because that will definitely cause wrinkles."

Just like Mo Zhixuan, Tong Zhi hadn’t changed in twenty years.

Ever since Mo Qingyi could remember, Tong Zhi had maintained the same beautiful appearance, still looking like she was around 20 years old even now.

The only one who seemed to age more every year was Madam Mo, the elder.

"That’s good to hear," Tong Zhi touched her face and breathed a sigh of relief. She continued, "Qingyi, I’m actually not angry with your mother. We’ve been sisters for so many years; it’s not worth getting upset over such a small matter. Keep an eye out at home lately, and watch out for that Luo Yu causing trouble. If she dares to bully you or your mother, remember to inform me immediately."

Though Tong Zhi was angry, she was still very rational.

No matter what, Madam Mo was her sister, and as long as she was there, she couldn’t let her sister and niece be bullied by others.

Mo Qingyi gripped Tong Zhi’s hand, deeply moved, and said, "Thank you, Aunt Tong."

She hadn’t expected that at a time like this, Tong Zhi would still consider her and Madam Mo’s feelings, even going as far as to say such things. To say she wasn’t touched would be a lie.

"Silly child, what are you thanking me for?" Tong Zhi reached out and touched Mo Qingyi’s head. "Go back now, and remember to call me if anything happens."

"Alright, Aunt Tong." Mo Qingyi nodded and watched Tong Zhi leave before heading back into the house.

As she returned, Luo Yu happened to walk downstairs with a pale face. Despite her pallor, the smug look in her eyes couldn’t be disguised, and as she passed Mo Qingyi, she snorted with satisfaction.

Seeing Luo Yu coming down, Madam Mo looked at her anxiously and said, "Why did you come down yourself? I could have had someone bring the food to your room. Doctor Wang said that during this time, you need to rest in bed more to ensure the safety of the child in your womb."

In Luo Yu’s womb lay the potential for four grandsons of the Mo family.

At this time, nothing could happen to Luo Yu.

Luo Yu walked directly up to Madam Mo, looking down at her condescendingly, "I’m not as fragile as you think. By the way, could you please give up your seat for me? I’m not quite comfortable with these other spots."

Madam Mo was sitting in the seat of honor.

This seat was not merely a chair anymore; it represented Madam Mo’s power and status within the Mo family.

If she gave up the seat, it would signal that the matriarch of the Mo family was about to change.

"Luo Yu, enough is enough!" Mo Qingyi said coldly, "Don’t get too carried away."

Luo Yu turned to look at Mo Qingyi, curling her lips in a scornful smile, "You shut your mouth! It’s not your place to speak here!"

"Miss Luo, please be respectful with your words. Let me remind you, this is the Mo family," Duanmu Zhe stood up as well.

Duanmu Zhe was a very calm person.

He only stood up because he really couldn’t bear to watch any longer.

"Oh," Luo Yu continued with a laugh, then turned her attention to Duanmu Zhe, "Mr. Duanmu, as the saying goes, ’A married daughter is like water splashed out’. Mo Qingyi will eventually be just that, won’t she? Am I wrong? Also, let me remind you, this is the Mo family; even Madam Mo hasn’t spoken yet. What right do you, a Duanmu, have to be giving orders here?"

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Zhe’s expression darkened for a moment; after all, this was the Mo family’s internal affair, and he really had no right to intervene.

But he couldn’t just stand by and watch Mo Qingyi being wronged.

As he finished speaking, Luo Yu turned back to Madam Mo, threateningly asking, "Madam Mo, I wonder if you’re going to give up your seat or not?"

Madam Mo’s face looked rather unpleasant.

As Tong Zhi had said, Luo Yu was really getting too much.

Escalating far beyond appropriate.

It seemed she was trying to take the position of matriarch for herself.

"Mom," Mo Qingyi walked over and supported Madam Mo’s arm, "You mustn’t give in to her."

Luo Yu scoffed, "Then you’d better think very carefully." As she said this, she gently touched her injured hand to her belly.

Suppressing the anger in her heart, Madam Mo patted Mo Qingyi’s hand and then stood up, telling Luo Yu, "You may sit."

For the sake of the Mo family.

She had no choice.

"Mom!" Mo Qingyi frowned deeply, full of anger, "You can’t keep yielding to her like this!"

Madam Mo kept a stern face and said nothing.

She clearly knew that she couldn’t keep yielding to Luo Yu, but under the current circumstances, she had no choice but to do so.

Luo Yu laughed triumphantly as she sat in the seat that exclusively belonged to Madam Mo.

The servants nearby all twitched their brows, almost none of them anticipating that the Mo family would change hands so quickly.

After Luo Yu sat down, the servants proceeded to serve the food they had prepared earlier.

The atmosphere in the dining room was truly strange.

Mo Qingyi put down her chopsticks, "Mom, I’m not hungry, I’m going back to my room." The sight of Luo Yu’s smug victory was simply sickening.

"Go ahead," Madam Mo waved her hand.

Seeing Mo Qingyi walk away, Duanmu Zhe also stood up, greeted the old Madam Mo, and left with Mo Qingyi.

Watching the two departing figures, triumph surged in Luo Yu’s eyes.

The feeling of becoming the master was indeed wonderful.

From now on, she would be the mistress of the Mo family! Also, she would be the most revered woman in all three realms.

Duanmu Zhe followed Mo Qingyi back to their room.

It was only when they reached the room that Mo Qingyi remembered that her room had been converted into Luo Yu’s.

Mo Qingyi grabbed a vase and was about to smash it on the ground, but Duanmu Zhe stopped her. He said, "Qingqing, don’t be so impulsive."

Mo Qingyi exhaled, holding back her anger.

After asking the servants, Mo Qingyi found her new room.

"I really can’t stand this house for another minute," lamented Mo Qingyi as she pushed open the door and sat on the sofa.

"Just bear with it a little longer," Duanmu Zhe said as he poured her a glass of water, "at most another month."

At those words, Mo Qingyi’s eyes lit up, instantly reviving, "Duanmu, what do you mean?"

Duanmu Zhe handed the glass to Mo Qingyi, not hiding anything.

"I suspect that the child in Luo Yu’s belly isn’t Ninth Brother’s. Today at the hospital, I had Li Yun conduct a test. The results should come out in about a month."

"Really?" Mo Qingyi took a sip of water.

"Mm," nodded Duanmu Zhe, "Really."

Mo Qingyi placed the glass on the table and, as if remembering something, she then said, "But what if the child really is my brother’s? What then?"

"That won’t be the case," Duanmu Zhe asserted with conviction in his gaze, "I believe in Ninth Brother."

He believed that the Mo Zhixuan he knew was definitely not that kind of person.

Elsewhere.

Poland Mountain.

After one night, early the next morning, Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan hurried to the log cabin.

Uncle Wu and Aunt Lin had been anxiously waiting outside the cabin since early on.

Worried about the two who hadn’t returned all night, especially Aunt Lin. If something had happened to Mo Zhixuan on Poland Mountain, she would have been condemned for eternity. And Chu Jin too, not coming back at night was one thing, but leaving Mo Zhixuan there as well?

It was only upon seeing their figures that Uncle Wu and Aunt Lin breathed a sigh of relief.

They had finally returned.

"Zhixuan, Jin, you’re back," greeted Uncle Wu and Aunt Lin as they approached.

"Zhixuan, you must be tired. Let me take your backpack," Aunt Lin said as she took the backpack from Mo Zhixuan’s hands and then turned to Chu Jin, "Jin, I’ve boiled water for you. Hurry in and take a hot bath."

In fact, Aunt Lin had always been very good to Chu Jin.

She truly liked Chu Jin very much.

It was just that Chu Jin hadn’t married Jian Yi as she had wished, which made her a little upset.

Wouldn’t it have been nice if Chu Jin had listened to her and married Jian Yi?

The two were a perfect match in both talent and looks.

What a pity.

Chu Jin’s standards were too high; she didn’t see Jian Yi in that light.

Mo Zhixuan was great indeed.

But.

With his status, it was one thing to have fun in the secular world, but in the Superpower World, would he really marry Chu Jin?

Doubtful.

Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan went inside the house, bathed, and after eating, Chu Jin began to treat Uncle Wu and Aunt Lin.

The initial estimate was that the treatment would take more than 20 days.

Therefore, Chu Jin couldn’t descend the mountain for the time being.

In the evening, Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan sat on the roof, chatting.

The stars in the summer sky were especially beautiful and dreamy.

"Since the cold butterflies in godfather and godmother’s bodies cannot be fully cleared yet, why don’t you go down the mountain first? After they have recovered, I will come back to find you," suggested Chu Jin.

The time was a bit long, and Chu Jin didn’t want to delay Mo Zhixuan’s important affairs.

Although he didn’t say it, she knew that he must carry even heavier missions and responsibilities.

"No worries, you don’t need to be concerned," Mo Zhixuan embraced her and gazed at the stars, "Do you still remember that night in the Capital City four years ago? The stars were as beautiful as they are tonight."

That night, they were also on the mountaintop.

Beneath the same starry sky, the two embraced each other, sharing their innermost thoughts and feelings.

Regrettably, that night there were many fireflies bearing witness to their love.

The Superpower World does not have such creatures as fireflies.

Otherwise, it would be like reliving that very night.

Chu Jin knew he was deliberately changing the subject and followed with, "A month’s time, is it really okay for you not to return?"

"It’s really fine. Even if I’m not there, there are others." Mo Zhixuan replied slowly, "If everything requires my presence, wouldn’t I just be raising a bunch of useless people?"

Mo Zhixuan is a responsible person. Since he took on the role with the Superpower World, he wouldn’t neglect his duties.

Right now, the situation in the Superpower World had gradually stabilized. Even if he disappeared for a year, it wouldn’t matter.

With the reputation of the Massacre Youth, as long as Mo Zhixuan doesn’t announce his abdication, those people wouldn’t dare to entertain any thoughts of betrayal.

The other two realms are even less likely to rashly attack.

"As long as you are aware, that’s good," said Chu Jin, finding a comfortable spot on his shoulder to lean against.

"Hmm," Mo Zhixuan tightened his arms.

Time flew by quickly.

In a blink, several months had passed.

On Poland Mountain, Uncle Wu and Aunt Lin’s situation had improved, and Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan were also preparing to descend the mountain.

Because Poland Mountain was completely cut off from the outside world, Mo Zhixuan still didn’t know about the recent events in the Mo family.

Since Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan were going to leave after lunch, Uncle Wu and Aunt Lin were busy in the kitchen, preparing a farewell meal for the two of them.

Chu Jin squatted in the courtyard, playing with three fat rabbits, "Fattie, Second Fattie, Little Fattie, Jin is leaving soon, take good care of yourselves, Fattie you must not bully Little Fattie, and Second Fattie you’re not allowed to snatch Little Fattie’s food..."

Fattie: "..."

Second Fattie: "..."

Little Fattie: "..."

Little Grey sat behind her, looking at her with a face full of resentment.

Inside Little Grey’s head: "Damn it! Ever since these three arrived, I’ve been neglected! Just wait, there will be a night with a high black wind..." Thinking this, Little Grey’s lips curled up into a sinister smile.

Mo Zhixuan, on the other hand, was on the rooftop, fixing a leak in the little wooden house.

If it weren’t for what one could see with one’s own eyes, it would be hard to believe that the head of the Superpower World was actually doing the work of a tile worker.

Mo family.

Because she was carrying quadruplets, Luo Yu’s belly had already grown significantly in just two months of pregnancy.

To the eye, it looked almost like that of an ordinary pregnant woman at 4-5 months.

As her belly grew larger day by day, Luo Yu became more and more proud, walking around in her loose maternity clothes, bossing everyone around.

At this moment, Luo Yu approached the old Mrs. Mo with a pile of dirty clothes, smiling, "Aunt Mo, could you personally wash these clothes for me? I don’t trust the servants to do it."

Old Mrs. Mo was reading scriptures in the prayer room. Hearing Luo Yu’s voice, she got up from the meditation cushion, her voice faint, "Let’s go outside to talk, so as not to disturb Buddha’s peace."

"What Buddha, not Buddha. I’ve long wanted to demolish this shabby prayer room!" As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Yu picked up a vase and hurled it towards the Buddha statue.

Now Luo Yu was the master of the Mo family. Almost nobody dared to oppose what she wanted to do.

In that slow moment, that vase was about to crash into the Buddha statue when Old Mrs. Mo reached out her hand and caught the vase steadily, giving Luo Yu a cold look, "I said, we talk outside!"

It was only out of desperation that Old Mrs. Mo had acted this way.

Luo Yu hadn’t expected Old Mrs. Mo to catch the vase.

In the past, Old Mrs. Mo would have let her have her way. Although Luo Yu was somewhat dissatisfied, she still held back, knowing that the prayer room was the old lady’s bottom line.

It’s just a worthless prayer room, anyway.

It’s better not to quarrel with her.

"Let’s go," said Old Mrs. Mo, her face looking rather unwell. After giving Luo Yu a glance, she began to walk outside.

Luo Yu snorted coldly and followed Old Mrs. Mo out.

Once Old Mrs. Mo walked out the door, Luo Yu stuffed the basket of dirty clothes into her hands, "Please, go wash these clothes for me. I want to wear them tomorrow. Remember to hand wash; I don’t wear machine-washed clothes."

Mo Qingyi had gone to the military and wasn’t home, so Luo Yu increasingly found ways to make things difficult for Old Mrs. Mo every day.

Ironically, Old Mrs. Mo did not resist; she took Luo Yu’s dirty clothes and went into the laundry room.

Luo Yu followed behind her, supervising the laundry personally.

The servants had already become accustomed to such scenes.

And there were many similar situations.

Where was the wisdom of Old Mrs. Mo from days gone by? She had become nothing more than a dedicated nanny for Luo Yu.

Now, except for Mo Lingna, all the Mo family’s servants subconsciously followed Luo Yu’s orders.

After all, one must recognize the situation they are in.

This Luo Yu was clearly destined to become the mistress of the Mo family.

After washing the clothes, Luo Yu moved on to the second matter.

She wanted to declare her sovereignty.

She wanted everyone to know that she was Mo Zhixuan’s wife, the mistress of the Mo family, the Ninth Lady of the Superpower World.

Luo Yu had thought long and hard; she felt that she could not keep waiting like this. She was already two months pregnant, and yet Mo Zhixuan had not shown his face even once.

The Mo family had not given her any promises either.

She feared that if she kept waiting endlessly, the Mother-in-law might choose to keep the child and get rid of her.

Luo Yu looked at the elderly Mrs. Mo and proceeded to speak, "Aunt Mo, as you can see, my belly is getting bigger by the day, but my heart is not at ease, I feel no sense of security."

The elderly Mrs. Mo knew there was more to her words, "If you have any demands, speak them directly."

"Aunt Mo really is wise," Luo Yu said with a slow smile, "I need your help to legitimate my status; I don’t want to continue to stay in the Mo family without a clear position."

Legitimate her status?

How could that be possible?

No matter what, Luo Yu could never become a daughter-in-law of the Mo family!

The reason the elderly Mrs. Mo was indulging her was merely for the sake of the child in her womb.

Upon hearing this, the elderly Mrs. Mo replied calmly, "You needn’t worry, we will discuss this matter when Zhixuan returns."

"I can’t wait any longer!" Luo Yu looked askance, her expression serious, "After all, the child in my womb is only two months along; it would be easy to terminate the pregnancy if I wanted to. Aunt Mo, you weigh the consequences yourself."

Her last words were full of threat.

Because Luo Yu knew that the elderly Mrs. Mo cared deeply about the child in her womb.

Plus, with what happened with Tong Zhi, she had taken drastic action before, so the elderly Mrs. Mo did not dare take a risk with this matter.

After all, in her womb, she carried the eldest grandsons of the main branch of the Mo family.

"Then what do you propose we do? Can’t it wait until Zhixuan is back?" the elderly Mrs. Mo clenched her fists as she looked at Luo Yu, her eyes filled with restraint.

Luo Yu smiled faintly, knowing that the elderly Mrs. Mo had compromised.

"My request is simple. Tonight, you will host a banquet at the Mo family, invite all the clan members, and publicly announce my status. Other matters can wait for Zhixuan’s return, but not this one."

There were many other clan members in the Mo family.

However, the servants had kept tight-lipped about her pregnancy, so no one else knew, and she couldn’t let that continue.

Therefore, she must have the other clan members acknowledge her. Only in this way, could her status be secured.

She could not remain passive any longer.

As she finished speaking, Luo Yu added, "Don’t forget to invite my mother and Chu Xiu as well. On such an important day, how could it proceed without my maternal family present?"

The elderly Mrs. Mo stood there, frowning without speaking.

Because she knew that once these people were invited, there would be no turning back.

The Mo family would have to acknowledge Luo Yu as a daughter-in-law.

But that was not her intention.

How could someone like Luo Yu be fit to be the matron of the Mo family?

"Also invite Tong Zhi over. It’ll be livelier with more people," Luo Yu continued, "Oh, and Qingyi too, let her come back as well. No matter what, I am her sister-in-law, and the child in my belly is her nephew. It wouldn’t be proper without her presence at such an important event."

Tong Zhi and Mo Qingyi looked down on her before, didn’t they?

Now she wanted Tong Zhi and Mo Qingyi to witness firsthand how she claimed the position of the matron of the Mo family.

The elderly Mrs. Mo stood there without speaking.

Watching the elderly Mrs. Mo like this, Luo Yu became even more certain of her idea.

This old hag, while being outwardly respectful and accommodating towards her, was clearly just waiting to keep the child and discard her after ten months!

What a despicable old woman!

Did she really think she could be so easily bullied?

To be manipulated at her whim?

She thought to keep the child without her? It wouldn’t be that simple.

In the worst-case scenario, she would rather die; she did not believe that the old hag would be willing to lose the four children in her womb!

Luckily, she had discovered her intentions early. Otherwise, if she had been further along, she would no longer be able to threaten the old hag.

"Aunt Mo," Luo Yu looked up at the elderly Mrs. Mo and continued, "I wonder if you’ve clearly heard what I have just said?"

The elderly Mrs. Mo hesitated, then said, "This matter cannot be rushed. Let me think about it. Besides, you are only two months pregnant now. Announcing it now might be too early. Perhaps it would be better to wait another three months before discussing it."

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