Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 691 - 693, Must Finish it on Knees! (Second Update)

Chapter 691: 693, Must Finish it on Knees! (Second Update)

Auntie Lin smiled and continued, "Jin, I don’t oppose you being with Zhixuan, but after all, Zhixuan is a person of status. Just now, I heard you call him by his name directly, which... isn’t that a bit inappropriate?"

In fact, Auntie Lin was also considering Chu Jin’s situation.

She didn’t know about Chu Jin’s past with Mo Zhixuan. She was afraid that Chu Jin’s informality might annoy Mo Zhixuan, and eventually, she might be abandoned by him.

Men are always seeking novelty.

It’s possible that one day, Mo Zhixuan might grow tired of Chu Jin.

In Auntie Lin’s view, if Chu Jin wanted to stay with Mo Zhixuan for a long time, she must please him.

Hearing this, Chu Jin smiled gently, "Godmother, aren’t names given to be used? Otherwise, what’s the point in having a name?"

Chu Jin didn’t think as much as Auntie Lin did, and she didn’t feel that she was unworthy of Mo Zhixuan.

She believed she was Mo Zhixuan’s equal in every way.

Seeing Chu Jin’s response, Auntie Lin didn’t say much more and continued, "Jin, in matters of men and women, being well-matched is most important. Even if your godfather and I don’t oppose your relationship, what about Zhixuan’s family? Will they agree? Have you considered this?"

In Auntie Lin’s heart, she still felt that Chu Jin’s social status was somewhat mismatched with Mo Zhixuan’s.

Even if Chu Jin was beautiful and had a good temperament, she ultimately came from the ordinary world.

In the Superpower World, there has never been a precedent of commoners marrying someone with a special ability.

These days, Chu Jin had learned from Mo Zhixuan about his important relatives: his mother, younger sister, and an aunt, all of whom liked her very much.

So, Chu Jin was not worried about it.

Chu Jin slightly curved her lips and said, "Godmother, don’t worry, your daughter is so outstanding, they have no reason not to like me."

Hearing this, Auntie Lin sighed.

"Although that’s what we say, who can really understand the affairs of high-profile families? Jin, it’s not that I’m trying to discourage you, but I just feel that you won’t be able to adapt to life in an eminent family. As the saying goes, entering an aristocratic family is as profound as the sea. Instead of betting your future on an unsure matter, why not lead an ordinary life with Jian Yi? Jian Yi might not match Zhixuan’s excellence, but he comes from a simple background. If you’re with Jian Yi, you won’t have to endure disdain from sister-in-laws, nor serve parents-in-law, and if you have children in the future, your godfather and I can help out. By then, we’ll be even closer, wouldn’t that be wonderful?"

The words Auntie Lin spoke indeed had her reasoning. In her eyes, Jian Yi was more suitable for Chu Jin than Mo Zhixuan.

Even if Chu Jin married into the Mo family, her life might not be easy.

However, whether or not she would marry was still up for debate.

Therefore, Auntie Lin hoped Chu Jin would retreat in the face of difficulties.

Not to be obsessed and deluded.

Jian Yi was different though. Even though he held an official position, he had been an orphan since childhood, with only Uncle Wu and Auntie Lin as family.

If Chu Jin were with Jian Yi, she wouldn’t have to bear external pressures or have any particular worries; all that mattered was leading a good life together.

That’s what young people nowadays seek, right? A world just for two.

Jian Yi’s conditions met these perfectly.

So, Auntie Lin was also considering Chu Jin’s best interests.

Of course, a bigger reason was due to selfishness.

If Chu Jin was with Jian Yi, the biggest beneficiaries would be Uncle Wu and Auntie Lin. This way, they wouldn’t have to worry about having no one to carry on their lineage.

Chu Jin raised her brow slightly, knowing full well what Auntie Lin meant.

"Godmother, I know you’re looking out for me, but I feel that in this world, aside from Mo Zhixuan, no one else is a better match for me. As the saying goes, only the wearer knows if the shoe fits; please rest assured, Brother Jian will definitely find his own happiness one day. I’m not suitable for him, just as he isn’t suitable for me."

Chu Jin’s meaning was very clear.

Auntie Lin let out a sigh, "Well, it’s just that you and Jian Yi aren’t meant to be."

Auntie Lin was an understanding person. Since Chu Jin had already said so, it would be pointless for her to insist.

What’s meant to be will be, and what’s not can’t be forced.

Chu Jin took Auntie Lin’s hand and added, "Marriage is predestined by heaven; you don’t have to rush it. Perhaps, Brother Jian has already found someone he likes outside."

From her last observation, Chu Jin felt that Jian Yi was quite interested in Mu Xianxian, the most beautiful woman.

Unfortunately, it seemed Mu Xianxian was not interested in Jian Yi.

Upon hearing this, Auntie Lin dropped the topic and said with a smile, "Jin, since you’ve made your choice, your godmother will support you. After you leave this time, don’t forget your godmother. Remember to come back to see me often."

Although Auntie Lin was somewhat dissatisfied that Chu Jin disregarded her arrangement to marry Jian Yi, over time, her dissatisfaction had slowly faded.

Putting that aside, Auntie Lin still liked Chu Jin very much.

Chu Jin held Auntie Lin’s hand, and firmly assured her, "Of course, godmother. Rest assured, I will definitely come back to see you often."

"Okay," Aunt Lin nodded, then continued, "Since you’ve chosen Zhixuan, no matter what difficulties you face in the future, remember that you must not give up, nor run up the mountain to complain. The path you’ve chosen is yours alone, and even if you have to crawl, you must complete it."

This was Aunt Lin’s final piece of advice, with a hint of threat. She was telling Chu Jin that it was still not too late to regret her decision, but it would be too late later on. In the future, no one would be able to help Chu Jin; she was on her own.

The path I’ve chosen, I must walk it, even if on my knees.

Chu Jin solemnly nodded, "Mm, godmother, I understand. Don’t worry, I won’t let you down."

After all, Aunt Lin only wanted what was best for her.

"That’s good, it’s getting late now; you should hurry and go down the mountain with Zhixuan. I’m tired and want to rest, so I won’t see you off." Saying so, Aunt Lin took off her shoes and socks and burrowed into the quilt.

"Okay, godmother, you have a good rest." Since it was cool in the mountains, Chu Jin tucked in Aunt Lin’s quilt properly.

Aunt Lin slowly spoke up, "Go on, then."

"Goodbye, godmother." As she reached the door, Chu Jin paused, turned back, and waved at Aunt Lin.

"Goodbye, Jin." Aunt Lin responded in her heart; the moment Chu Jin turned around, Aunt Lin was already in tears.

Parting this time, she had the feeling that she might never see Jin again.

The last time, Chu Jin had left with Jian Yi, and at that time, Aunt Lin had felt that Chu Jin would definitely end up with Jian Yi, so the emotional impact wasn’t as strong.

But this time it was different; Chu Jin was leaving with another man.

From now on, she would become someone else’s family member.

Moreover, she had her own biological mother. Ultimately, she would surely forget about Aunt Lin.

This was why Aunt Lin had been insistent on Chu Jin marrying Jian Yi.

After saying goodbye to Uncle Wu, Chu Jin and Zhixuan, along with Little Grey, made their way down the mountain and boarded the bamboo raft they had arrived on.

To pass the time on the long river journey, Chu Jin made a makeshift fishing rod and line, standing at the front of the raft, fishing with an air of professionalism.

"Zhixuan, what kind of fish do you think are in this river? Is it okay if I have roasted fish tonight?"

Seated on the bamboo raft, Zhixuan looked over at her and raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure, you can catch a fish like that?"

"Why couldn’t I?" Chu Jin turned slightly and replied, "If Jiang Taigong could catch one, then I can certainly catch one too."

Unable to find a fishhook, Chu Jin had substituted it with a Golden Needle.

But she couldn’t bear to bend the Golden Needle, so it remained straight.

Zhixuan’s critique was merciless, "Only a dead fish would let you catch it, and besides, your posture is all wrong too."

"Posture? What posture?" Chu Jin turned back curiously, "Is there a more professional way to fish?"

Zhixuan stood up from the bamboo raft, walked behind her, and took hold of her hand and the fishing rod, enveloping her entirely in his embrace. He whispered in her ear, "The correct way to fish is like this."

"Are you sure this will enable us to catch fish?" Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly; this position wasn’t much different from the one she had been using.

"Of course," Zhixuan whispered back, "the willing fish take the bait."

The warm breath sprayed evenly on Chu Jin’s ear, slightly ticklish.

Chu Jin, somewhat speechlessly, said, "Can’t you speak in a normal tone? You make it sound like we’re whispering like thieves!"

However, Zhixuan had a deep bass voice that was irresistibly sexy when he spoke softly, almost as if one could get pregnant just by listening.

"Who goes fishing by shouting?" He responded, lowering his gaze and nipping lightly at her earlobe, "So silly."

At his words, Chu Jin immediately fell silent, focusing intently on the river’s surface.

Zhixuan went on to say, "Just wait, a fish will take the bait soon."

No sooner had he spoken than the float plunged down sharply. Zhixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, took her hand, and gave a gentle pull.

A plump, tender river fish was thus caught.

Little Grey was so excited that the entire fox started yowling and howling.

Chu Jin: "..."

She had only been trying it for fun, never expecting that a real fish, a willing one, would actually take the bait.

Meanwhile, at the foot of the mountain.

For the sake of the child in Luo Yu’s belly, the Mo family’s matriarch personally visited Tong Zhi’s residence. After all, they were sisters, and blood was thicker than water—neither truly harboured anger towards the other.

Thus, upon learning of the matriarch’s visit, Tong Zhi immediately came out to greet her, "Sister, aren’t you always reluctant to leave the house? What brings you out today—is the sun rising from the west?"

Seeing Tong Zhi like this, the matriarch was slightly surprised, "Xiao Zhi, you’re not mad at me anymore?"

"Of course, I’m angry," Tong Zhi feigned rage, "How could I not be angry after the way you treated me? I was so upset I couldn’t even eat for several days."

In fact, Tong Zhi had enjoyed her meals very much over those few days.

"My apologies, Zhi, I know I should not have done that," the Mo family matriarch said with a face full of shame. She knew she was wrong about this incident, but she did it for the sake of the Mo family – at the time, she had no other choice.

"Enough, enough," Tong Zhi waved her hand dismissively, "I was just joking with you. Besides, am I that petty? Honestly!"

Upon hearing this, the Mo family matriarch also laughed, "Zhi, I’m so relieved you don’t hold it against me."

She knew Tong Zhi was astute and would certainly understand her standpoint.

Once in the living room, Tong Zhi personally poured a cup of tea for the matriarch, smiling as she said, "Sis, you came to see me for a reason, didn’t you?"

As a sister, Tong Zhi understood her elder sibling too well.

Her sister had always been shrewd and never made any foolish mistakes—except for the Luo Yu incident.

Actually, the Mo family matriarch couldn’t entirely be blamed.

Considering her age, it was natural for her to be eager for grandchildren, especially since she had witnessed Mo Zhixuan and Luo Yu’s time together upstairs.

What was more damning was hearing from Mo Qingyi that Luo Yu had even changed her clothes after coming downstairs.

This even surprised Tong Zhi, who had always had faith in Mo Zhixuan.

What does it imply when a woman changes clothes after being alone with a man?

Even more damning was the fact that Luo Yu ended up pregnant at that critical juncture.

Doesn’t that cast even more doubt?

So Tong Zhi was now somewhat sympathetic toward the Mo family matriarch.

The matriarch accepted the tea Tong Zhi handed her and continued, "Yes, there is something I need your help with, Zhi. You must assist me with this matter."

Over the years, the Mo family matriarch had never asked for Tong Zhi’s help. This time, it must have been a serious problem.

Tong Zhi gracefully sat down, "Sis, tell me what it is. If there’s anything I can do, I’ll definitely help."

The matriarch sighed and laid out Luo Yu’s demands to Tong Zhi.

"This Luo Yu, she’s really asking too much. I honestly didn’t expect her to make such a demand," the Mo family matriarch said, distressed, "She’s threatening to take her own life now. What should I do?"

Most importantly, the matriarch could see that Luo Yu was truly determined this time. If she didn’t comply with Luo Yu’s demands, she wouldn’t be able to save those four children.

After listening, Tong Zhi frowned deeply and spoke in an irritated tone.

"Sis, I’m not trying to criticize you, but you’re just too easy to push around. How could you agree to her outrageous demands? If she wants to die, let her go ahead and die! We’ve come to this point because you’ve always pampered her."

Naturally, Tong Zhi did not want someone like Luo Yu to become part of the family.

How could the Mo family’s century-old legacy be destroyed by such a woman?

"But what can I do?" The matriarch sighed again, "She’s carrying the Mo family’s blood in her womb. I can’t just watch her die, can I?"

What could she do?

As a mother, she couldn’t let Mo Zhixuan end up a lonely man.

As the matron of the Mo family, she couldn’t let the family line die out on her watch.

As a grandmother, she couldn’t let the Mo family’s offspring just vanish.

She also knew that Luo Yu was not the kind of woman they should keep, but things had developed to this point and she was left with no other choice.

Tong Zhi also sighed, understanding the matriarch’s dilemma. Taking the matriarch’s hand, she comforted her, "Sis, don’t rush. I want to ask you just one question. Are you really certain that the child Luo Yu is carrying is truly Zhixuan’s?"

The question was serious and heavy.

The matriarch nodded her head, "I’m certain. They must be descendants of the Mo family, Zhi. You have to trust me."

They had to be the Mo family’s offspring.

This was the child that Mo Zhixuan had finally managed to conceive. If they lost these children, Mo Zhixuan might never make the same ’mistake’ again.

As a mother.

The matriarch knew her own son.

Chu Jin might never come back.

Therefore, the matriarch had to keep these children.

Seeing the matriarch like this, Tong Zhi sighed, then said, "Alright, Sis, if that’s the case, then I’ll accompany you for a visit. Doesn’t your Mo family always have standards for choosing a chief wife? Aren’t there tests to pass? With all those people around today, let them come up with some more difficult questions. I really want to see what this Luo Yu is capable of!"

If Luo Yu fails due to her own lack of skill, then she couldn’t blame the matriarch anymore!

This is indeed a good method.

Let Luo Yu give up, knowing she is out of her depth.

This is not a good method.

Madam Mo’s eyes lit up.

"Good," Madam Mo nodded, "then I will go to the old residence now, and remember to come over tonight."

As she finished speaking, Madam Mo stood up and walked toward the door.

"Wait," Tong Zhi also stood up.

"What is it?" Madam Mo looked back.

Tong Zhi walked up to Madam Mo and took her arm, "I will go with you."

"That’s fine." Madam Mo nodded.

As the two approached the main gate, Tong Zhi paused as if she suddenly remembered something, "Sister, wait for me. I’ll touch up my makeup; I’ll be quick."

It certainly wouldn’t be appropriate to go to the Mo family’s old residence in such an unpolished state.

Madam Mo waited outside, and after a good while, Tong Zhi emerged from inside.

She had not only reapplied her makeup exquisitely but also changed into a pink cheongsam, and even redid her hair.

She looked absolutely youthful.

It must be said, Tong Zhi walking alongside Madam Mo was the epitome of contrast.

The two didn’t look like sisters at all; they looked more like mother and daughter.

"Sister, do I look good?" Tong Zhi asked as she turned a circle in her cheongsam before Madam Mo.

"You look good," Madam Mo nodded slightly.

"Then let’s hurry," Tong Zhi hooked Madam Mo’s arm and continued, "I haven’t been to your Mo family’s old residence for many years."

Since her last departure from the Superpower World, Tong Zhi had not visited the Mo family’s old residence again.

The Mo family was actually quite large.

Mo Zhixuan’s father had four brothers and one sister in his generation.

Now, they all lived in the Mo family’s old residence.

Mo Zhixuan, because of his status, did not live with them.

The sisters walked there, and about ten minutes later, they arrived at the Mo family’s old residence.

Thanks to Mo Zhixuan’s influence, the Mo family’s current status in the Superpower World had soared.

After Mo Zhixuan took office, he had the old residence thoroughly renovated, and now it was more than ten times larger than before. For an ordinary person to tour the entire old residence, it would likely take more than two days and nights to see it all.

The gatekeeper, upon seeing Madam Mo and Tong Zhi, excitedly said, "Go inform the acting patriarch that the Second Madam and Madam Tong have arrived."

Since Mo Zhixuan’s father was the second eldest in the Mo family, in this main residence, everyone respectfully called her Second Madam.

Mo Zhixuan had not formally taken over the position of patriarch, so Mo Feixue was still acting in the patriarch’s stead.

Mo Feixue had a good management ability, and being the legitimate eldest daughter of the Mo family, everyone tended to respect her.

Due to the incident on the night of extreme yin, Mo Feixue had become much more stable.

"Sister-in-law, Little Zhi, you’re here, what rare guests," said Uncle Feng Xu who came to receive them, not Mo Feixue. He was Mo Zhixuan’s third uncle, and with him was Mo Feixue’s mother, the head lady of the Mo family.

"Sister-in-law, Little Zhi." The head lady was the epitome of gentleness, a stark contrast to Mo Feixue’s temperament.

The head lady appeared to be about the same age as Madam Mo.

Madam Mo gave a slight nod, "Big sister-in-law, third brother."

Tong Zhi was also very polite, "Greetings to the head lady, greetings to Uncle Feng Xu."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, they all entered the house together.

Tong Zhi, sitting next to Feng Xu, teased him, "Tell me, Uncle Feng Xu, what’s so rare about today that you are not fiddling with your precious car? Is this a new turn of events?"

Tong Zhi had always been a lively person; no matter the occasion, with her there, the atmosphere could never be dull.

Feng Xu was so car-obsessed that, at his age of certainty, he remained unaccomplished.

Out of the twenty-four hours in a day, Feng Xu spent twenty in the garage. If it wasn’t for the concern about the Mo family’s face, he would have liked to open his own car repair garage.

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