Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 751 - 753, Little Fairy (Second Update)

Chapter 751: 753, Little Fairy (Second Update)

"Zhixuan, spend some quality time with Jin during this period. By the way, do you two have any plans? Do you want to go on a vacation somewhere?" the Mo family matriarch continued to ask.

Mo Zhixuan had almost a month of marriage leave, and since Chu Jin’s belly hadn’t started showing yet, he should take her on a honeymoon or something.

The young people nowadays cared a lot about this.

"Hmm," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, then said, "Mom, Jin and I have discussed it. We’re planning to visit Poland Mountain tomorrow to see the two elders, and we may stay there for a while."

After all, it was the two elders who had saved Jin’s life. They didn’t have any other relatives, and with Jin marrying and expecting a child—two significant life events—it was only right to visit the elders.

"You should definitely go," the Mo family matriarch nodded repeatedly, "I’ll prepare some gifts for you to bring tomorrow."

"That would be great. Thank you for the trouble," Mo Zhixuan replied, "Mom, I’m taking Jin back to her parents’ home now. We won’t be back for lunch."

Before going to Poland Mountain, it was necessary to inform Zhao Yan.

"Sure, sure, go ahead." The matriarch stood up and then, as if she remembered something, asked, "By the way, have you seen Qingyi? That girl didn’t come home last night and her phone is switched off too."

Out of habit, Mo Zhixuan lit a cigarette, "Qingyi got drunk last night, so she stayed at the state guesthouse to rest. Duanmu is with her, so you don’t have to worry."

"Oh," the matriarch nodded, only then realizing and exclaiming in surprise, "What! Stayed overnight at the state guesthouse? With Little Zhe?" The two of them hadn’t been in a relationship for very long. How could...

The matriarch was concerned that Mo Qingyi might be at a disadvantage.

Mo Zhixuan stubbed out the cigarette and decisively threw the pack in his pocket into the trash, "Duanmu is not that kind of person. Don’t worry, Qingyi won’t suffer any losses."

Mo Zhixuan knew Duanmu Zhe’s character. He was confident that Duanmu would not do anything to Mo Qingyi. At most, it was just to satiate some cravings. Duanmu, that kid, would be like him in the future—a devoted husband. Perhaps even more so.

Reassured by these words, the matriarch felt at ease. "All right, it’s getting late. You’d better take Jin and go. Oh, will you come back for dinner tonight?"

"We’ll be back tonight," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly and led Chu Jin outside.

"Good, then I’ll wait for you two to come back for dinner." The matriarch stood up to see them off, watching the black car move further away before returning inside.

Mo Zhixuan didn’t bring a driver, opting to drive himself instead, with Chu Jin sitting in the passenger seat, the car filled with pleasant music and thoughtfully stocked with dried sour plums in the storage compartment.

Having been notified in advance, Zhao Yan and Chu Xiu were already waiting at the door early in the morning.

"Auntie, don’t worry, my sister should be arriving soon." Seeing Zhao Yan pacing back and forth, Xiu spoke in a low voice.

"No hurry." Zhao Yan smiled gently. Just as she finished speaking, a black car pulled up at the door.

Seeing this, Zhao Yan and Xiu immediately went up to greet them. Mo Zhixuan went to get the gifts from the trunk, while Zhao Yan took Chu Jin’s arm and asked with concern, "How are you feeling, Jin? Are you better this morning? Any more vomiting?"

"No more vomiting," Chu Jin smiled lightly, "the little ones in my belly are behaving well. Mom, you don’t have to worry."

Knowing that Zhao Yan was always worried about her, Chu Jin conveniently forgot to mention the morning sickness.

Because there were so many gifts crammed in the trunk, Xiu also went to help. Zhao Yan immediately chided, "There’s no need to bring so many gifts; we’re not strangers. Don’t be so extravagant in the future."

While carrying the things, Mo Zhixuan said, "These are for you and Xiu, not a waste at all."

Zhao Yan smiled, filled with contentment. She knew that Jin had truly married the right person.

The group chatted as they walked into the house.

Zhao Yan was someone who couldn’t stay idle. Ever since she had regained awareness, she had cleared a piece of land in the backyard garden, planting vegetables and fruits. In just over half a month, there were some small successes, and she excitedly said to Chu Jin, "Jin, let me take you to see the vegetable garden I’ve started in the backyard. The greens are growing so well."

"Sure." Chu Jin stood and walked with Zhao Yan toward the backyard garden.

Mo Zhixuan and Xiu followed behind them.

Zhao Yan was an interesting person; she set up the vegetable garden amidst a variety of exotic flowers and herbs. When a breeze came, it carried a light fragrance of flowers mixed with the earthy scent.

There were three patches of land, planted with bok choy, okra, and long beans.

The cabbages were growing well, a lush green expanse. Chu Jin crouched down and plucked a few, saying to Zhao Yan, "Mom, let’s have stir-fried greens for lunch. Ours will definitely taste better than the store-bought ones."

"I’ll cook for you guys." Mo Zhixuan took the cabbages from Chu Jin’s hands.

"Brother-in-law, can I follow you and learn a trick or two?" Chu Xiu had eaten dishes prepared by Mo Zhixuan and he knew that Mo Zhixuan’s cooking skills were very good. Mo Zhixuan was simply an idol in his life.

This guy was truly an all-around god.

Just like his sister, there seemed to be nothing that Mo Zhixuan couldn’t do.

"Sure," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly.

So, in no time, Mo Zhixuan had slipped into the kitchen, stunning all of the Chu family’s servants.

Nobody would have thought that the dignified leader of the three realms would actually cook himself.

Wasn’t this a bit too down to earth?

Elsewhere.

The State Guesthouse.

When Mo Qingyi woke again, it was already noon. Hunger had woken her up—she had been preoccupied with drinking the previous night and hadn’t eaten much.

...

Mo Qingyi took a quick shower, changed into her underwear, and draped herself in last night’s pajamas before stepping out of the bathroom. As she was wondering how she was going to go outside in pyjamas, the doorbell rang.

Mo Qingyi hurried to answer the door.

Once the door was opened, she was greeted by a very pretty young woman who smiled and asked, "May I know if you are Miss Mo Qingyi?"

"That’s me," Mo Qingyi nodded slightly.

"Hello, Miss Mo, this is the clothing Mr. Duanmu ordered from our store. Please sign for it." The young woman politely handed over a few high-end boxed packages, her gaze twinkling at Mo Qingyi’s neckline, a smile playing at the corner of her eyes.

"Thank you." Mo Qingyi was somewhat bewildered but still accepted the packaged boxes from the young woman and thanked her politely.

"You’re welcome, then Miss Mo, I’ll be taking my leave, goodbye." The young woman gave Mo Qingyi a textbook smile.

"Goodbye." Mo Qingyi closed the door, her curiosity piqued about why that young woman kept staring at her neck. Could it be that she had grown flowers on her neck or something?

Just then, Duanmu Zhe’s voice came from inside the room, "Qingyi, who was it?"

"Someone delivering clothes," Mo Qingyi replied offhandedly, thinking to herself that Duanmu Zhe was quite considerate to even know how to order clothes online.

"Oh."

Carrying the boxed packages, Mo Qingyi walked in and quickly covered her eyes with her hands, "Pervert!"

Duanmu Zhe knew she was shy and didn’t tease her any further. He took two of the boxes from Mo Qingyi’s hands, "I’ll go to the bathroom to change. You can change out here, right?"

"Why should I change out here?" Mo Qingyi asked incredulously. Duanmu Zhe, shameless as he was, might take the opportunity to sneak a peek while she was changing!

"You want to change with me in there?" Duanmu Zhe said with a smile.

"Take your clothes and get out," Mo Qingyi kicked Duanmu Zhe toward the bathroom, then she slammed the door behind him.

Watching the silhouette outside the door, Duanmu Zhe’s lips slowly curved into a smile. It had not been easy for him and Mo Qingyi to reach this point.

Meanwhile, outside the room.

A trendy young woman, her face alight with excitement, emerged from the doorway of a certain room, the smile on her face irrepressible as she remembered what she had just seen. She quickly took out her phone from her pocket, "Hello, aunt! I’ve got great news for you, Little Zhe and Miss Mo’s thing—it’s really happened!"

This woman was none other than the young woman who had delivered clothes to Mo Qingyi.

At the same time, she was also Duanmu Zhe’s older female cousin, Lian Susu.

Not knowing what was said on the other end of the phone, Lian Susu continued, "Auntie, rest assured, I saw it with my own eyes. Just a little secret for you, judging from the current situation, the battle last night must have been intense. You just wait to stay home and cuddle your grandchild."

"Oh, that’s right, Auntie, I see an acquaintance, so I won’t talk too much." Lian Susu hung up the phone and walked towards a familiar figure. When she realized she hadn’t mistaken the person, she said with some surprise, "Xi He! What are you doing here too?"

This person was indeed Xi He.

"Susu." When she saw Lian Susu, Xi He was also very surprised. She continued, "The wedding banquet of Ninth Brother was held here last night. I indulged in too many drinks, so I stayed here to rest. What about you? Why are you here?"

Lian Susu had little to do with the Mo family, so she did not attend the wedding of Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin.

Upon hearing this, Lian Susu feigned shock, patting Xi He on the shoulder. "Xi He, you really are carefree. You lost the trial competition and still had the mood to attend the wedding banquet. Did the Elders even allow you to come?"

Lian Susu was always blunt, with no beating around the bush, and it’s precisely because of her straightforwardness that she offended quite a few people.

Logically speaking, Chu Jin was considered Xi He’s love rival, and despite Xi He losing the trial competition, she still managed to attend the wedding banquet. Is this child silly?

Xi He smiled tenderly, "Susu, don’t tease me anymore. My admiration for Ninth Brother is purely platonic, with no romantic feelings involved. The only reason I participated in the trial competition was that the Elders forced me. My heart has always been set on someone else."

Towards the end, a bitter sweetness emerged in Xi He’s eyes.

Curious, Lian Susu asked, "Is he the one who saved you when you were a child?" Lian Susu knew a bit about this, as Xi He’s childhood background was somewhat complicated.

Xi He nodded, not denying it, "Mhm."

"Does he know you like him?" Lian Susu continued to ask.

Xi He smiled and shook her head, "I haven’t had the chance to tell him. After so many years, it seems... he has already forgotten me."

Lian Susu linked her arm with Xi He’s, "Xi He, let’s not stand here any longer. Let’s find somewhere to sit and chat, shall we? I don’t have much going on today, and it’s been a long time since we last saw each other."

Lian Susu had spent some time on the mountain as a child, so she was on good terms with Xi He.

"Not today," Xi He shook her head, "I still have some personal matters to attend to today. I’ll find you to hang out in a few days."

Being perceptive, Lian Susu quickly replied, "Okay, then go ahead with your errands. I’ll head back first, and we can catch up over the phone later."

"Sure," Xi He nodded slowly.

Lian Susu walked away quickly, while Xi He stood there, her gaze anxiously following the direction from which Lian Susu had come, as if searching for someone.

Meanwhile, Mo Qingyi was changing clothes on the bed. The outfit Duanmu Zhe had someone prepare for her was a long-sleeved chiffon shirt, paired with black pencil pants, and a pair of Martin boots.

With her already impressive looks, Mo Qingyi appeared extremely pleasing to the eye.

After changing, the sound of water in the bathroom continued without pause.

Mo Qingyi frowned slightly, thinking Duanmu Zhe really had some nerve; a grown man taking such an incredibly long time to shower, dawdling like a woman, while she was almost starving to death.

Mo Qingyi lay listlessly on the sofa, scrolling through Weibo with lethargy, when she suddenly discovered that the live-stream video of Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan’s wedding had exceeded a hundred million views in just one day.

The Weibo of the Superpower World and the secular world were two distinct versions, yet their functions were all the same. The Superpower World’s Weibo was connected to all three realms, while the secular version was limited only to the secular world.

Mo Qingyi opened the video. Although she had experienced the entire wedding firsthand yesterday, rewatching it now felt entirely different. Moreover, Mo Qingyi was pleasantly surprised to find that she was actually quite photogenic. If it weren’t for Chu Jin shining so brightly, she too would be considered one of the top beauties.

And watching the live-stream also meant she could see the comments.

There were many witty netizens online. As she watched, Mo Qingyi burst out laughing.

Thus, when Duanmu Zhe came out of the bathroom, this was the scene he beheld.

Mo Qingyi propped her feet up on the back of the sofa with no regard for image, holding her phone in one hand and picking her nose with the other, all the while giggling foolishly.

Perhaps influenced by the laughter, a smile appeared on Duanmu Zhe’s lips as he thought to himself, how had he fallen for such a silly girl with no image at all, and yet, he was so deeply smitten he couldn’t extricate himself.

"What are you laughing at?" Duanmu Zhe walked over and asked.

"Since ancient times, talents have emerged from the web, haha, it’s just killing me." Seeing Duanmu Zhe coming over, Mo Qingyi didn’t react much, maintaining the same posture, only showing her true nature when in the presence of someone she trusts and is familiar with, with no inhibitions.

Because you know there’s someone who will never find you disgusting.

Duanmu Zhe casually took her phone and put it in his pocket, then pulled her up from the sofa, "Hungry? I’ll take you out to eat."

Smiling is a wonderful thing, as Mo Qingyi smiled and forgot she was hungry.

Now that he mentioned it, Mo Qingyi felt her stomach stick to her back in hunger, "I’m starving to death, damn it! Why did you have to take such a long shower?"

Duanmu Zhe spoke helplessly, "My little treasure, can’t you be a bit more civilized?"

Little treasure?

What kind of nickname is that? Ew, getting goosebumps all over, you know?

Mo Qingyi immediately looked up at Duanmu Zhe, dead serious, "Please, call me ’little fairy’, thank you."

"Do you have some misunderstanding about ’little fairy’?"

Mo Qingyi stomped her feet in frustration.

"Alright, alright, let’s go." Duanmu Zhe chuckled, taking her hand and heading towards the door.

After a few steps, Mo Qingyi suddenly stopped, "I’m too hungry to walk, it’s all your fault for taking such a long shower."

"Ah? What should we do then?" Duanmu Zhe continued, "How about I order food with my phone?"

"Forget it, ordering food is too much of a hassle," Mo Qingyi waved her hand dismissively, then her eyes lit up, "Or you could carry me on your back?"

Actually, this was Mo Qingyi’s true intention.

Duanmu Zhe immediately bent down, patting his back, "Come on."

Mo Qingyi stepped back and with a leap, jumped onto Duanmu Zhe’s back, hooking her hands tightly around his neck, calling out, "Little Zhe, let’s head to the Phoenix Palace."

Duanmu Zhe cooperated, "Yes."

A handsome man and a beautiful woman together, especially with the man carrying the woman on his back, naturally attracted a lot of attention.

Public display of affection under the broad daylight!

Is dog food free?

The two received numerous stares from the single dogs around them.

As they walked to the first floor, a woman in a plain-colored dress came from the opposite direction. She had a beautiful face and an elegant temperament. She seemed to have just noticed Duanmu Zhe, delight flashing in her eyes as she hurried over, "Duanmu Zhe? Are you Duanmu Zhe?"

Duanmu Zhe stopped in his tracks, looking at the unfamiliar woman before him, and asked with some confusion, "I’m sorry, who are you?" Clearly, he didn’t recognize her.

Seeing someone approaching, Mo Qingyi quickly slid off Duanmu Zhe’s back and stood beside him, eyeing the woman across from Duanmu Zhe very warily. The more she looked, the more familiar the woman seemed. Suddenly, like a stroke of genius, she asked the woman, "Are you Xi He?"

Mo Qingyi wasn’t particularly familiar with Xi He, but had noticed her after participating in the trials and being one of the top ten powerful contestants.

Xi He nodded with a smile, "Yes, I’m Xi He. I’m flattered that Miss Mo remembers me."

Mo Qingyi also smiled politely, not speaking further, firmly taking hold of Duanmu Zhe’s hand. Her female intuition told her that Xi He’s gaze at Duanmu Zhe was somewhat different.

Duanmu Zhe looked at Xi He, frowning slightly, "Do we know each other?"

Xi He still had a gentle smile on her face as she continued, "Duanmu, don’t you remember me? I am Xi He, the ’Xi’ from ’Fuxi’ and the ’He’ from ’harmony with the world.’ Think carefully."

Duanmu Zhe shook his head, apologetically saying, "I’m sorry, I really don’t remember." The name Xi He sounded familiar, but he couldn’t recall where he had seen her. Xi He’s face was utterly unfamiliar in Duanmu Zhe’s memory.