Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 705 - 707, you can’t do this (Second update)

Chapter 705: 707, you can’t do this (Second update)

Luo Yu continued, "I must warn you, our Luo family witchcraft, under all the heavens, no one can solve."

The other layer of meaning of this sentence was, if she died, Zhao Yan would also die with her.

Luo Yu was threatening Chu Jin.

Threatening others had always been one of Luo Yu’s specialties.

Before, it was the Mo family’s old madam.

Now, it was Chu Jin.

Moreover, Luo Yu was extremely confident, just watching Chu Jin with a smug smile curling on her lips.

Soon, Chu Jin would be at her mercy.

She was determined to trample Chu Jin underfoot.

Crush her!

Make her never able to rise again.

Let that disgusting one-eyed gardener torture her severely.

Let those rats crawl over her body.

She wanted Chu Jin to relive all the suffering she had endured!

No!

She wanted to return it tenfold, a hundredfold!

Make Chu Jin submit at her feet.

This was truly a delightful thought.

She would make Chu Jin understand her might.

"Very well," Chu Jin also took two steps forward, her mouth curved with a wicked arc, fingers slightly bent, and a dagger flashing with cold light immediately appeared in her palm, she stepped toward Luo Yu.

Her aura fully unleashed.

Based on appearance alone, clearly just a young girl of eighteen or nineteen, yet she emitted an extraordinarily frightening aura, like an Asura crawling out from the depths of hell, intimidating and hard to face directly.

Luo Yu looked at her, swallowing nervously, Chu Jin advanced a step, and Luo Yu retreated one, until a pillar blocked Luo Yu’s retreat.

And so,

Luo Yu could only watch helplessly as Chu Jin approached step by step, her panic extreme, yet she tried to feign calmness, "What... what... what do you want to do?"

Such Chu Jin involuntarily provoked panic, Luo Yu’s legs were shaking.

If it weren’t for the pillar behind her, Luo Yu would have already collapsed to the ground.

Chu Jin, standing high above in front of Luo Yu, held a knife in one hand while gripping Luo Yu’s chin with the other, opened her mouth slightly, "Of course... it’s to send you to hell! Aren’t you not in a hurry to die? I’m simply obliging you!"

As Chu Jin spoke, she also patted Luo Yu’s face with the knife.

"Slap, slap, slap," like the footsteps of the Grim Reaper, making hearts tremble with fear.

The one-eyed gardener behind her was also breaking out in a cold sweat, clutching the iron chain tightly, not daring to breathe too loudly.

Fearful of accidentally alarming Chu Jin.

She was truly terrifying!

"You... you wouldn’t dare! If I died, no one could save Zhao Yan!" Luo Yu swallowed and continued, "Chu... Chu Jin, I’m giving you another chance. Let me go, and publicly declare that I am the rightful daughter of the Chu Family, then I will forgive you and remove the Gu poison from Zhao Yan’s body. Also, give Mo Zhixuan back to me. The position of the ninth lady is mine!"

At this point, Luo Yu’s eyes exuded an absolutely resolute gaze.

She was completely sure that Chu Jin wouldn’t dare to harm her.

After all, she wasn’t alone right now.

If she died, Zhao Yan wouldn’t be able to live either.

So, even at this juncture, Luo Yu was still threatening Chu Jin.

She believed that Chu Jin was just posturing.

This Chu Jin, where would she dare to really make a move?

"Chu Jin, I must warn you, this is your last chance! You must do as I say." Luo Yu said without confidence, puffing out her chest.

To tell the truth, Luo Yu was also a bit afraid.

She could feel that this Chu Jin wasn’t as easy to deal with as the old Madam Mo.

"Heh," Chu Jin chuckled lightly, tracing Luo Yu’s cheek with the tip of her knife, looking utterly radiant and arrogantly carefree, like a queen high above, especially captivating.

After a moment, Chu Jin parted her red lips, her tone indifferent.

"Luo Yu, do you think I’m someone who’s that easy to talk to? Hmm?"

With a slight lift at the end of her question, as Chu Jin reached the last word, she exerted force, and the knife tip plunged into the flesh, suddenly blood flowed profusely.

Does Luo Yu consider her an easy target?

That she’s easy to bully?

Does Luo Yu think she can manipulate her?

Maybe in her next life!

A sharp pain swept through Luo Yu’s entire body.

"Ah!" Luo Yu let out a piercing scream.

It was too painful, not the ordinary kind of pain. Luo Yu could feel the knife tip piercing into her flesh, twisting together with her skin, flesh, tendons, and bones, slowly turning—it was raw, brutal pain.

It was the kind of pain that made her long for life yet unable to die.

Luo Yu tightly clutched her face, blood streaming from between her fingers. Enduring the bone-gnawing pain, she managed to speak, "Chu Jin! You’d better think this through! Your mother’s life is still in my hands! Beg for my forgiveness on your knees right now, or else, I’ll have Zhao Yan join me in death!"

She couldn’t believe that Chu Jin could abandon Zhao Yan’s life so easily. Today, she would make Chu Jin kneel before her!

Therefore, Luo Yu spoke her last sentence with particular assertiveness.

Looking at Chu Jin, her eyes gleamed with triumph, as though she had already seen Chu Jin kneeling before her.

"Having you accompany my mother, she won’t be lonely on the road to the underworld," Chu Jin said, completely indifferent to Luo Yu’s words. Her dimple deepened at the corner of her mouth, and the chill in her eyes grew heavier.

She looked down on Luo Yu from her height, then continued, "What I hate most is being threatened by someone. The last person who threatened me has grass two meters high growing on his grave now. Oh, and..."

At this point, Chu Jin seemed to remember something, a bright light appeared in her eyes, and she continued with a smile.

"Do you know how he died? He was executed by lingchi. You know what lingchi is, right? It’s where your flesh is cut off piece by piece, a total of 3357 cuts needed. When it comes to the last cut, your breath hasn’t fully stopped, you’re still conscious, and you can even see your heart still beating in your chest. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt a bit. I’ll be very gentle."

Chu Jin slowly spoke each word, her ice-cold words paired with her innocent smile, which made Luo Yu’s scalp tingle even more.

Luo Yu knew Chu Jin wasn’t joking.

Chu Jin was like a devil; she really could do something so insane. Luo Yu prided herself on her ability to read minds and wage psychological warfare, but she couldn’t grasp Chu Jin’s thoughts.

Chu Jin was like a riddle.

Elusive and inscrutable.

Unfortunately, Chu Jin didn’t stop there. She wielded the bloody knife and pointed it erratically on Luo Yu’s body, "Tell me, where should I start first?"

The sharp tip of the knife lightly traced Luo Yu’s skin, as if it might pierce at any moment, carving out a chunk of her flesh.

"Here, or here, or perhaps... here?" As she finished her last sentence, Chu Jin’s knife tip rested on Luo Yu’s abdomen.

There, four little lives were being nurtured.

Chu Jin’s hand holding the dagger was gradually applying force, as if she could slit open Zhao Yan’s belly at any moment.

Luo Yu, who was already fearful of death, now saw her mental defenses completely collapse! She immediately slumped down from the column, conceding, "Miss Chu, I was wrong, I admit my fault, please spare me. I have no more demands, just give me ten days, I will definitely remove the Gu worm from your mother."

Luo Yu was truly scared.

In front of Chu Jin, she had no choice but to submit, aside from putting on a humble act.

Chu Jin sheathed the knife, her lips curving with satisfaction, and she also leaned down, extending her index finger to lightly lift Luo Yu’s chin, "You’re not in any position to negotiate terms with me. I’m giving you three days. If my mother isn’t fully recovered in three days, the consequences... won’t be as simple as lingchi."

As she spoke her last sentence, Chu Jin laughed lightly.

Cool.

And tinged with coldness.

It was enough to send a shiver through one’s very soul.

Luo Yu squinted slightly, a swift gleam flashing across her eyes as she quickly lowered her head, "Alright, three days it is. Miss Chu, rest assured, I will return your mother to you safe and sound."

Luo Yu was truly frightened, her tone of speech becoming several degrees more respectful.

She was afraid Chu Jin would really kill her.

Only then did Chu Jin rise to her feet and said to the one-eyed gardener, "Go outside and stand guard. Remember, don’t let Luo Yu take a single step out of here!"

"Yes, Miss," the one-eyed gardener stepped out immediately.

Chu Jin reached out and easily pulled down the iron chain from Luo Yu’s neck, then said, "If you need any medicinal materials, just tell the one-eyed gardener, and he’ll have someone bring them up."

The chain had left a deep indentation on Luo Yu’s neck.

"Alright," Luo Yu touched the indentation on her neck, "I understand."

Luo Yu had no choice but to comply with Chu Jin; she didn’t dare provoke her any further because she didn’t want to die—she wanted to live, to live well, because only by living could she seek her revenge.

Moreover, she now had a new plan in mind.

As long as she could successfully execute this plan, she was confident Chu Jin would have to listen to her!

To prevent Luo Yu from any mischief, Chu Jin laid another restraining spell in the room before leaving with the chain. As she approached the door, she handed the iron chain back to the one-eyed gardener.

She had only temporarily removed the chain—wearing it made curing Zhao Yan with witchcraft inconvenient. As for after the cure, how the one-eyed gardener chose to restrain Luo Yu was out of her concern.

Given the one-eyed gardener’s twisted psychology, he would probably keep Luo Yu locked up for life.

And Luo Yu realized this as well, otherwise, she wouldn’t have threatened Chu Jin over and over again.

No sooner had Chu Jin descended the stairs than she ran into the Mo family’s old lady and Mo Qingyi.

The old lady was visiting Zhao Yan; ever since Luo Yu became pregnant, she had been constantly fussing over her. It had been quite some time since she last saw Zhao Yan, and having heard that Zhao Yan’s illness had relapsed, she decided to bring Mo Qingyi along for a visit.

The old lady was filled with guilt towards Chu Jin and Zhao Yan.

But as things stood, guilt was futile; it was better to take concrete actions.

From now on, she would put in double the effort to treat them well.

Especially Chu Jin—to whom she would be even closer than her own daughter!

"Aunt Mo, Sister Qing," Chu Xiu stepped ahead of Chu Jin to greet the old lady and Mo Qingyi warmly.

Seeing Chu Xiu, the old lady felt both ashamed and embarrassed. A month ago, because of Luo Yu’s pregnancy, Chu Xiu had gone to the Mo family to argue with her.

But how had she treated Chu Xiu at that time?

She said, "The dead have passed, the living are like this, we can’t let the Mo family die out just because Chu Jin is gone! That would be selfish."

The old lady remembered that at the time, the youth had been driven to tears—even going as far as saying they would "never interact in life again."

So much so that Chu Xiu didn’t show up at the banquet that evening.

This was a youth with a proud spine; the old lady remembered having sent someone to invite him three times that night, but Chu Xiu remained unmoved.

Yet now, here Chu Xiu was, able to cheerfully address her as Aunt Mo, how could she not be moved?

The old lady was filled with remorse!

Remorse for her past blindness!

How could she have been so foolish? How could she have said such things to Chu Xiu?

Fortunately, Chu Xiu didn’t hold it against her.

"Xiu..." the old lady’s voice was a bit hoarse.

"Aunt Mo, you and Sister Qing better come in quickly," Chu Xiu urged as if nothing had happened, helping the old lady by the arm and leading her inside.

Having lost his mother at a young age, Chu Xiu chose to forgive the old lady for that incident.

Who among saints and sages can claim to be faultless?

Moreover, the old lady was an elder, a senior.

There was no reason for him, as the junior, to hold a grudge against an elder!

However, the old lady’s words that morning had indeed been hurtful.

He merely went to ask, only to learn that not only did the old lady not utter words of apology, she accused him of being selfish!

Thus,

In a fit of anger, Chu Xiu had blurted out the words about "never interacting in life again."

Reflecting on it now, it seemed he had been too impulsive at the time.

However, some mistakes, the old lady should make only once; if there were to be a next time, Chu Xiu couldn’t easily forgive her again!

Mo Qingyi was unaware of the incident that day; she reached out and ruffled Chu Xiu’s hair, "Xiu Xiu, you seem to have grown quite a bit."

Chu Xiu responded somewhat speechlessly, "Sister Qing, may I refuse the nickname ’Xiu Xiu’?"

Xiu Xiu sounded like a woman’s name.

Not at all tough.

He was a real man!

How could he be called such an effeminate name?

Mo Qingyi teased him unrepentantly, "Sorry, but you can’t refuse. Besides, Xiu Xiu is such a nice name. It not only highlights your graceful and wise temperament but also complements your clear and handsome features. Two ’Xius’ perfectly form your name—what an evocative name! Others wouldn’t even get to enjoy this privilege!"

Chu Xiu helplessly said, "Sister Qing, please offer this privilege to someone else! I don’t need such an effeminate name, thank you."

"What do you know?" Mo Qingyi poked Chu Xiu’s head, then continued, "Nowadays, it’s trendy like this: masculine nicknames for women and feminine ones for men. Take your sister, for example. Don’t I always call her Jin Ge? Look how cool that name is!"

Mo Qingyi, now 22, had been in the military for over three years and had developed somewhat of a leader’s demeanor in the armed forces.

But privately, she was still like a child who had never grown up.

Capable of making friends even with a three-year-old child.

Chu Xiu: "..." I’m at a loss for words.

"Qingqing, stop bullying Ah Xiu. You’re already this old, and he’s still so young," the old lady said with a smile.

Since Chu Xiu didn’t mind that incident anymore, there was no need for her to dwell on it.

From now on, she would never make the same mistake again.

"Mom, Qingqing," Chu Jin descended the stairs.

"Jin, my brother." Mo Qingyi hurriedly jumped off the sofa and walked over to Chu Jin, affectionately hooking her arm.

"Jin, how’s your mother..." The Mo family’s old madam also stood up and asked about Zhao Yan’s condition.

Perhaps due to guilt, the old madam always felt uneasy when facing Chu Jin, not daring to look directly into her eyes.

Deciding to come to the Chu family’s home was a big decision for her.

Even if Chu Jin held no grudges, the old woman still felt somewhat embarrassed.

But she knew she must face it.

Chu Jin was such a good daughter-in-law, she couldn’t afford to lose her.

"Mom, don’t worry," Chu Jin helped the old madam sit down, "My mother doesn’t have any serious problems, she has taken her medicine and is now asleep."

Hearing this, the old madam felt slightly relieved.

Just then, Chu Xiu came over with tea, setting it on the table, and very politely said, "Aunt Mo, Qingyi, please have some tea." After speaking, Chu Xiu only then noticed Chu Jin and asked, "Sister, would you like some tea? Shall I make a cup for you too?"

"No need to, just sit down," Chu Jin replied with a faint smile.

The four chatted together for a while, and Mo Qingyi began to grow restless. Turning to Chu Jin, she said, "Jin, brother, you haven’t been here long and probably haven’t had a chance to properly explore the Superpower World, right? Come on, I’ll take you out for a stroll."

Chu Jin hesitated, as the Mo family’s old madam was still there. It wouldn’t be right to leave an elder here and run off by herself, would it?

The old madam immediately said with a smile, "Jin, don’t worry about me, go ahead and explore with Qingyi, I’ve long since started treating this place like my own home. In one’s own home, there’s no need for formalities."

The old madam wasn’t telling a lie; before the incident with Luo Yu, she often visited the Chu family, and was very familiar with every blade of grass and tree here.

With that settled, Chu Jin felt at ease. After giving Chu Xiu a few instructions, she was whisked away by Mo Qingyi.

After Chu Jin left, accompanied by a servant, the old madam went to browse the rear garden for a while. Considering the time, Zhao Yan would likely be waking up soon, so she went upstairs to see her.

But the moment she opened the door, the old madam was stunned; she hadn’t expected Luo Yu to be here.

Luo Yu, that wretch, the old madam was now convinced she would choke her to death if she could.

If not for Luo Yu, she wouldn’t be in such an awkward situation now.

Still, the old madam kept some of her wits about her.

She knew that the situation wasn’t all Luo Yu’s fault.

She had her own responsibilities too.

Even Duanmu Zhe knew to get a paternity test, while she had foolishly been duped by Luo Yu!

She should have realized sooner; Mo Zhixuan was never that sort of person!

He loved Chu Jin so much; how could he be involved with another woman?

It was all her fault!

It was all her own fault!

The old madam’s emotions, which had somewhat stabilized, flared up again upon seeing Luo Yu.

"Why are you here?" she looked at Luo Yu with disdain.

"Aunt Mo." Luo Yu, as if seeing a lifesaver, had a spark in her eyes. She no longer had the sinister and scheming aura of the past, and her face was full of ingratiating smiles.

Luo Yu had been pondering how to get close to the old madam.

After all, the old madam cared so much about the child in her womb. She definitely wouldn’t ignore Luo Yu. The old madam would surely take her back into the Mo family.

Just like before, treating her like a revered ancestor.

The more Luo Yu thought about it, the more excited she became. She was sure she had a chance to reclaim her position as Madam Mo.

It was as if even the heavens were helping her! Fate had delivered the old madam right to her!

"I’m not that close to you!" The old madam huffed, "Stop claiming false relations! Better you call me Old Madame Mo."

The old madam’s gaze passed over Luo Yu and went straight to Zhao Yan on the bed.

Zhao Yan was still asleep, giving no indication of waking up.

"Aunt Mo..." Luo Yu immediately burst into tears with a pitiful look, "Aunt Mo, you can’t do this. I’m carrying the Mo family’s flesh and blood..."

As she spoke, Luo Yu clung to the old madam’s legs, sobbing messily.

The old madam frowned in disgust, and with a kick, she pushed Luo Yu away, "Luo Yu, you wretch! You still want to deceive me? With your decrepit body, you have no right to bear a child for the Mo family. It’s not just about your disgust, I feel disgusted! Get lost!"

Through this affair, the old madam made up her mind; she would no longer believe anyone’s lies.

Apart from Chu Jin, no one else deserved to bear the Chu family’s child.

In her lifetime, she would only acknowledge Chu Jin as her daughter-in-law!

The old madam had no intention of striking Luo Yu, but she hadn’t expected Luo Yu to come right into her lap.

So, that kick she just delivered was far from gentle.