Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 771 - 774, (Second Update)

Chapter 771: 774, (Second Update)

Giving gifts isn’t about the price, it’s the thought that counts.

This scarf, from purchasing the yarn to the final stitch, was all crafted by Duanmu Sheng herself, and who knows how much yarn was wasted in the process.

Never before had Duanmu Sheng done something like this for her relatives, not even for her birth parents had she knitted a scarf, making the Shen parents the very first.

Actually, she was quite vexed at first about what to give as a meeting gift to the Shen parents, until Situ Ya suggested that the most important aspect of a gift is its sincerity.

Speaking of which, she should really thank Situ Ya for this.

Shen mother’s disgust for Duanmu Sheng had reached a breaking point, wishing she could immediately fling the shabby scarf back in Duanmu Sheng’s face.

Did Duanmu Sheng really think of herself as some country bumpkin who had never seen the world before?

Even though that was what she thought, Shen mother still put on a very surprised expression and said, "Sheng Sheng, did you really knit this yourself? You’re such a filial and kind-hearted child. Our Haoguang is truly blessed to have met such a fine girl like you."

Upon hearing this, Duanmu Sheng replied somewhat embarrassedly, "Auntie, it’s nothing really, I’m also fortunate to have met Haoguang."

"Good child," said Shen mother as she affectionately patted Duanmu Sheng’s hand with a kind look on her face.

Shen father took a glass jar filled with tea leaves from a paper box, opened the lid, and delicately sniffed a few leaves at the tip of his nose.

He had thought that the tea Duanmu Sheng brought was some rare and treasured kind, but it turned out to be just ordinary green tea, a far cry from the rare white tea Situ Ya gave him.

This kind of tea was even inferior to what their servants drank, and if it weren’t for the fact that Duanmu Sheng was still sitting there, Shen father would have thrown the tea leaves into the trash long ago.

The Duanmu family wasn’t exactly poor, so he couldn’t understand why Duanmu Sheng would be so petty!

Such a person deserved to be played for a fool by two-timers!

Though disdainful, Shen father still hypocritically said, "Refreshingly delightful, with an aftertaste that’s subtly fragrant, excellent tea! Excellent tea! Sheng Sheng, how did you know I like tea?"

Duanmu Sheng slightly lifted her eyes and continued, "Uncle, it was Haoguang who told me. I personally picked the tea leaves from the mountains while I was on a business trip. I also roasted them myself. I’m glad you like it."

To Duanmu Sheng, these tea leaves were extremely precious. While picking tea might have been easy, roasting them was truly an art, and to achieve good appearance and flavour for the tea, Duanmu Sheng had also wasted a good deal of leaves.

Duanmu Sheng’s father was also fond of tea, but she hadn’t spared any for her own parents, bringing all she had to the Shen parents instead.

However, looking at the current situation, all her efforts seemed to be worthwhile.

As long as Shen Haoguang’s parents were happy, that was all that mattered.

Heaven knows how nervous she was at the moment she stepped through the door, afraid that Shen family’s parents wouldn’t like her.

Now it seemed she had been worried over nothing.

Moved by her actions, Shen father said, "Sheng Sheng, you’re quite remarkable for someone so young, even knowing how to roast tea leaves. Uncle thanks you, I will certainly cherish this tea."

Duanmu Sheng was all smiles, and thus didn’t notice the flash of irony that quickly crossed Shen father’s eyes.

Now more than ever, Shen father believed Situ Ya to be a more suitable bride for the Shen family, because although she came from humble beginnings, at least she was willing to spend money.

Duanmu Sheng, with her petty ways, simply didn’t cut it.

Before any comparison, Shen father had no particular feelings, but now, contrasted with Situ Ya, he found himself looking down on Duanmu Sheng more than ever!

Nevertheless, in order not to let Duanmu Sheng suspect anything, Shen father and Shen mother continued to smile very benevolently.

Standing on the third-floor railing, Situ Ya watched all this, her lips slowly curling into a smile, her eyes shimmering with irony.

This Duanmu Sheng, she was indeed foolish.

In fact, this sudden visit of Duanmu Sheng to the Shen family was also incited by Situ Ya.

Nowadays, Duanmu Sheng truly treated Situ Ya as a good friend and had never doubted her intentions.

Situ Ya knew that any gift Duanmu Sheng brought would surely be scorned by the Shen family’s parents.

Because every time she visited, she brought bags of valuable gifts for Shen family’s parents, and thus their tastes had been raised by her generous hand, becoming a habit.

She deliberately encouraged Duanmu Sheng to prioritize thoughtfulness when choosing gifts, with the sole purpose of making the parents of the Shen family completely disgusted with him.

Unexpectedly, this Duanmu Sheng was also a fool to fall for it!

"Idiot," Situ Ya slowly uttered these two words, her face full of sarcasm.

"Good," a calculating gleam flashed across Situ Ya’s eyes, then she gently pushed Shen Haoguang away, "You’d better hurry downstairs to find Duanmu Sheng now, lest she discovers any problem."

"Okay, baby, I’ll go first, wait for me in the room." Shen Haoguang, suppressing the discomfort below, picked up the snacks and headed downstairs.

Situ Ya watched Shen Haoguang’s retreating back, her lips curving into a meaningful smirk.

Suddenly, she felt a bit of sympathy for Duanmu Sheng.

Downstairs in the living room, Duanmu Sheng and the parents of the Shen family were chatting happily, laughter filling the air.

But the only one who was truly sincere was Duanmu Sheng alone.

"What are you and Sheng Sheng talking about, Mom and Dad? You’re laughing so happily?" Shen Haoguang came over, a smile plastered on his face, deliberately placing the snacks in front of Duanmu Sheng, "Sheng Sheng, these are all your favorites."

"Haoguang, Sheng Sheng is such a good child, your father and I like her very much. You must cherish her in the future and not bully her, understand?" Shen’s mother looked at Shen Haoguang, her face stern.

Upon hearing this, Shen’s father immediately echoed.

"Your mother is right, Sheng Sheng is a rare find, a good girl hard to come by even with a lantern. Speaking of which, it is our Shen family who is reaching high by being with her. You, young man, must treasure her properly."

Although the parents of the Shen family didn’t like Duanmu Sheng at the moment, they had to pretend to be very fond of her in face of their interests.

Duanmu Sheng was very touched. She didn’t expect that her future parents-in-law would be so kind and close to her.

Throughout history, the relationship between mothers-in-law and daughters-in-law has been very difficult to handle well, but Duanmu Sheng was confident that she could get along very well with Shen’s parents and treat them like her own parents.

Shen Haoguang immediately said with a smile, "Mom and Dad, don’t worry, I will definitely treat Sheng Sheng well and never let her down." As he said this, Shen Haoguang immediately looked at Duanmu Sheng with a face full of tenderness.

Duanmu Sheng’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. At that moment, she actually felt an urgent desire to get married.

Until then, she had refused to marry.

But now, she suddenly found that marriage wasn’t so frightening after all.

As long as she was with the person she deeply loved, whatever she did, she felt it was blissful.

The four of them chatted in the living room for a while before a servant came to announce dinner.

The dinner was very lavish.

However, to show their regard for Duanmu Sheng, Shen’s mother still looked at Duanmu Sheng apologetically, "I’m sorry, Sheng Sheng, because we didn’t know you would come, so we didn’t prepare many dishes. Next time you come over, auntie will definitely cook for you personally."

Duanmu Sheng replied with a smile, "Auntie, you are too polite. This is already quite a lot, the four of us definitely won’t be able to finish it."

Shen Haoguang supported Duanmu Sheng’s shoulder, whispering in her ear with a smile, "Then you should eat more, these are all your favorite dishes, there isn’t a single one that I like, don’t you think my mom is biased?"

"You child," Shen’s mother knocked Shen Haoguang’s head reproachfully, "competing with Sheng Sheng for favor, don’t mind him, Sheng Sheng. Sit down, I’ll go serve the rice for you."

With that, Shen’s mother turned and headed into the kitchen.

"I should go help too." Duanmu Sheng stood up, intending to help in the kitchen.

"No need, let my mom do it," Shen Haoguang pressed Duanmu Sheng’s shoulder, "You being here makes my mom uncomfortable. Today, you are a guest, just sit down and enjoy your meal, don’t fuss."

Hearing this, Duanmu Sheng had no choice but to sit down again, waiting for dinner, her fondness for Shen’s mother growing even more.

Soon, Shen’s mother came out of the kitchen holding rice, "Sheng Sheng, dinner’s ready." To show her special regard for Duanmu Sheng, Shen’s mother placed the first bowl of rice in front of Duanmu Sheng.

"Thank you, Auntie," Duanmu Sheng immediately stood up to express her thanks.

"Silly child, sit down, sit down. We’re all family here, no need for such formalities. If you keep this up, I might get angry," Shen’s mother pretended to scold with a stern face.

In reality, Shen’s mother was almost driven to rage!

This Duanmu Sheng really put on airs! She actually had herself serve her rice! When she went to the kitchen, Sheng didn’t even know to come help! Such a person was simply not suitable to be a daughter-in-law, not knowing how to do anything! What was she, a decoration to be brought home?

If it were Situ Ya, she would have already served everyone’s meal!

It’s truly exasperating how some people can make others seem inadequate!

Duanmu Sheng wasn’t a worm in Mother Shen’s stomach, how could she know Mother Shen’s true thoughts? Mother Shen’s acting skills were very solid. On the surface, she didn’t show any flaws, so it was normal for Duanmu Sheng to be deceived.

After all, people’s hearts are separated by a layer of belly.

During the meal, Mother Shen looked at Duanmu Sheng and smiled, "Sheng Sheng, don’t blame your aunt for being nosy, but you and Haoguang have been together for so many years, when do you plan to settle things with Haoguang? Haoguang is not young anymore, and your aunt is eagerly waiting to hold a grandchild."

"Auntie," Duanmu Sheng looked up at Mother Shen, "I plan to bring Haoguang to my house tomorrow night, as for my parents, as long as I agree, they basically have no objections."

Shen Haoguang had a good character, good looks, and a fine family background, so Duanmu Sheng was not at all worried that her parents would object.

"That’s good, that’s very good," Mother Shen nodded with a smile, "Sheng Sheng, with your words, I’m reassured. But you young people must work hard. It’s not the old society anymore, having a child before marriage is a common matter, and both your uncle and I are waiting to hold a grandchild."

"Right, right, what your aunt said is right," Father Shen immediately nodded in agreement.

In fact, they just wanted to use a child to tie down Duanmu Sheng. Once there was a child, Duanmu Sheng would just have to accept her fate.

Hearing this, Duanmu Sheng slowly raised her head and looked at Shen’s parents seriously, "Uncle and auntie, there is actually something I have to make clear with you, I do not intend to have a child within five years after getting married."

Before marriage, Duanmu Sheng definitely would not have any relations with Shen Haoguang; she was essentially a conservative person and somewhat opposed to premarital sexual activity.

Secondly, because of her work, she wouldn’t want a child for a while.

The implication of her words was that if the Shen parents cared so much about having a grandchild, then this marriage might not happen.

A marriage needs not only love but also the support of both parents.

Both Mother and Father Shen were smart people, and they instantly picked up on the meaning behind Duanmu Sheng’s words. Mother Shen immediately retorted with a smile, "Sheng Sheng, maybe your aunt is too impatient. Don’t mind me, huh. Having children later is no issue; for young people, work is the most important, and I support you."

Father Shen also said, "Yes, your aunt and I mean the same thing. We were just making a casual remark. There’s no rush for children; work is the most important thing."

Duanmu Sheng doesn’t want to have children?

Sorry, but there are plenty of women who would be willing to have children for Shen Haoguang!

A scornful look flickered in Mother Shen’s eyes. Did Duanmu Sheng really think she was someone special? Who cares about the children she bears? She would only acknowledge grandchildren that came from Situ Ya’s womb.

Not expecting Shen’s parents to be so understanding, Duanmu Sheng immediately expressed her gratitude, "Uncle and auntie, thank you for your understanding. I’d like to toast to you." Saying this, Duanmu Sheng picked up a glass of wine and stood up.

"We’re family, no need to stand. Sit down, please," Mother Shen said with feigned politeness.

The meal was filled with joy and harmony.

**

The Mo family.

Because Mo Qingyi was about to get engaged to Duanmu Zhe, the Mo family was also very busy.

Chu Jin was pregnant, and the old Madame Mo wouldn’t let her help with anything, making her the most leisure person in the entire Mo family.

Mo Zhixuan was now the Lord of the Three Realms, so he wasn’t idle either, which meant that most of the time, Chu Jin was sitting quietly in front of the computer, typing.

Maybe it was because this might be her last time writing, so when working on "The End Is the True Beginning," Chu Jin hesitated a lot before writing. She revised each paragraph many times before being satisfied.

The study was enveloped in 3D music, creating a perfect environment for writing.

Chu Jin was typing away when suddenly a friend request popped up on her phone.

The additional message from the friend read[Original Literature Network Editor: Mountains Have Wood.]

Chu Jin clicked ’accept,’ then it dawned on her—this was the account she used in the Superpower World...

So, how did the editor add her?

Could it be that the editor was also from the Superpower World?

Soon a message came through from Shan You Mu Xi: "Hello Editor The Return of the Past, I’m now your responsible editor. You can just call me Xi Xi."

Chu Jin was stunned for a moment and then replied, Jin Xiu He Shan: "Hello."

After chatting with Shan You Mu Xi for a while, Chu Jin found out that Shan You Mu Xi was indeed from the Three Realms.

However, she was in charge of liaising between the Three Realms and the mundane world, and because "Blooms like Brocade" had become popular in the other Three Realms, she was here to discuss the book rights of "The End Is Just the Beginning" with Chu Jin.

Actually, the mundane world has always been connected to the Three Realms; it’s just that ordinary people don’t know about it. Traditionally, only important national leaders would communicate with the representatives of the Three Realms.

Some citizens of the Three Realms have always looked down on the mundane world, but it’s undeniable that this mundane world has always been the foundation of the Three Realms.

The Three Realms coexist with the mundane world, and if the mundane world is unstable, the balance of the Three Realms will be lost as well.

After chatting with Shan You Mu Xi for a bit, Chu Jin stood up and walked to the window, gazing at the beautiful scenery outside.

It was September, a season heavy with ripe fruits, and the lush pomegranate trees were laden with bright red, large pomegranates.

At that moment, the door to the study was pushed open and Mo Zhixuan walked in carrying a tray.

Hearing the noise, Chu Jin turned around and asked in surprise, "How come you’re back so early today?"

For a whole week, Mr. Mo had been coming back after eleven o’clock at night, and then getting up very early in the morning. Anyway, by the time Chu Jin woke up at 7 a.m. each day, Mo Zhixuan was already out of bed.

Every night when he returned, she was already asleep, so during this period, Chu Jin barely had a chance to see Mr. Mo properly—only catching a blurry glimpse of him if she happened to wake up in the middle of the night.

After a week without seeing him, Mo Zhixuan seemed to have slimmed down quite a bit, and blue stubble had sprouted on his chin.

However, he didn’t look disheveled but instead, this added a bit of sexiness and a unique sense of authority to his appearance.

"It’s not that busy," Mo Zhixuan put the tray on the table next to him and said in a deep tone, "I made your favorite pickled long bean noodles. Come and have some."

"Sure," Chu Jin said with a smile, walking over. "I’m just getting hungry."

"Then eat more. I’ll make more after you finish," Mo Zhixuan said as he handed her the bowl, carefully cautioning, "Be careful, it’s hot."

He acted as if Chu Jin were a three-year-old child who couldn’t do anything.

Mo Zhixuan was indeed a lot older than Chu Jin, so when it came to everyday life, he wished he could take care of everything personally for her.

He felt like an... old father figure.

"Got it, Daddy Mo," Chu Jin looked up, blinked subtly and spoke with a hint of mischief in her clear eyes—a rare moment of girlish charm that caused Mo Zhixuan’s gaze to flicker.

Mo Zhixuan was momentarily taken aback and then said, "Eat up. If it’s not enough, I’ll make you some more."

"Alright." Chu Jin nodded slightly and started eating the noodles seriously.

It had to be said, Mo Zhixuan’s cooking skills were excellent. Even a very ordinary bowl of noodles, with a spoonful of pickled long bean paste, could be made so delicious by him that one would want to swallow their own tongue along with it.

"Is it good?" Mo Zhixuan sat opposite her and asked in a low voice.

"Not bad. You try some too," Chu Jin offered, lifting some noodles on her spoon towards Mo Zhixuan.

Mo Zhixuan obediently opened his mouth.

As Chu Jin was about to put the spoon into Mo Zhixuan’s mouth, she suddenly retracted her hand and ate the noodles from the spoon herself.

Mo Zhixuan: "..." It was all a ruse.

Chu Jin laughed out loud, prepared another spoonful of noodles, and said, "Open up, ah, I promise no tricks this time."

Mo Zhixuan opened his mouth again.

However, Miss Chu, who had promised no tricks, successfully tricked Mr. Mo once more.

"Haha..." Chu Jin laughed uncontrollably, "Mo Zhixuan, are you a fool? How could you fall for the same trick twice?"

How could there be someone as adorable as Mo Zhixuan in this world?

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