Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 798 - 799, child (first watch)

Chapter 798: 799, child (first watch)

This woman.

She left no chance for the children to survive.

She threw them away without the slightest hesitation, as if the bag didn’t contain children but a pile of trash.

Even as she discarded them, a hint of satisfaction curled at the corners of her mouth.

There was no trace of humanity left on her.

She was still young, how could she let children hold her back?

Therefore, she could not leave these wicked offspring alive!

From the trash can, a cry as weak as a kitten’s mewling could be heard.

But the woman felt not a shred of guilt.

She wished those brats would just die sooner!

After dumping the children, the woman pulled out a wallet she had just stolen from the hospital ward and bought a new set of clothes at a street stall before heading to a nearby bathhouse.

When she emerged from the bathhouse, she was so changed that it was impossible to tell she was the same disheveled woman from before.

Luo Yingjie had just stepped out of the bathhouse when he saw the crowd ahead and his pupils suddenly shrank. He hurried forward, calling out, "Little Jade! Little Jade, is that you?"

No one in front stopped.

But Luo Yingjie was determined, dragging his uncooperative leg rapidly as he ran.

"Little Jade! Little Jade! It’s your uncle!" Luo Yingjie called out desperately.

But the person ahead quickened their pace.

Now with a limp in his leg, Luo Yingjie could not run as fast as the other person, but he was almost certain the woman was the one he was looking for.

If not, she would not be fleeing.

Elsewhere.

Old Madam Mo and Tong Zhi walked out of the hospital, and as they passed by the trash can, Tong Zhi thought she heard a few cat meows. She frowned slightly with a glimmer of confusion in her eyes but continued to walk without stopping.

Until the meowing grew louder and clearer.

Tong Zhi stopped in her tracks and looked at Old Madam Mo, "Sister, did you hear something?"

Old Madam Mo looked up thoughtfully, her voice uncertain as she replied, "It sounded like a cat meowing, didn’t it?"

Tong Zhi nodded, "It seems so. The sound appears to come from inside the trash can. Wait here for me, I’ll go check!"

People from the Superpower World tend to be compassionate, and it is rare for them to abandon pets.

Tong Zhi was also a cat lover. Now, hearing the sound of meowing, she couldn’t bring herself to walk away.

Old Madam Mo grabbed her, speaking with some distaste, "It might be a stray cat. Don’t go, it’s dirty!"

Thinking about what could be inside the hospital’s trash can grossed out Old Madam Mo; like Mo Zhixuan, she had a bit of a cleanliness obsession. Moreover, unlike Tong Zhi, she wasn’t particularly fond of small fluffy animals.

"Just wait here for a moment; I’ll be right back," Tong Zhi pushed Old Madam Mo’s hand away, unconcerned about the dirt, and lifted the lid of the trash can to pull out a black bag.

It was then that Tong Zhi realized it wasn’t a cat’s meow at all but the weak cries of a baby.

Possibly too weak to cry loudly.

But who would throw their children away like trash? Surely, she was just seeing things.

Tong Zhi slowly unzipped the black bag, and the scene that unfolded before her eyes startled her to the point of sitting down abruptly on the ground.

Inside the bag were four living children.

It was obvious the children were newly born, their skin red and wrinkly, still stained with blood, their umbilical cords attached to their navels. Their cries were feeble; some had opened their eyes, while others had them closed,

For a moment, Tong Zhi was at a loss for how to react.

After a short pause, she took a deep breath.

"Sister, come quickly!" Tong Zhi raised her eyes to Old Madam Mo.

Seeing Tong Zhi like that, Old Madam Mo sensed something was wrong and hurried over, "What happened, Tong Zhi?"

"Sister, look, the children!" Tong Zhi swallowed hard and with trembling hands opened the black bag wider to reveal the children to Old Madam Mo.

Old Madam Mo was also startled, but she quickly regained her composure, "Tong Zhi, hurry! Take the children to the hospital! Who knows which parents could be so heartless as to toss their children into a trash can!"

They clearly had no intention of letting the children live!

Tong Zhi looked at the children and remained motionless, uncertainty flickering in her eyes.

She couldn’t have children of her own.

Perhaps these children were a gift from heaven to her.

She wanted to adopt them.

"Tong Zhi, hurry, take them to the hospital. The weather is so cold, the babies won’t be able to bear it," Old Madam Mo urged, seeing Tong Zhi stand still.

In October, the nights were already chilly.

Even adults felt cold in light clothing, let alone naked infants.

Tong Zhi quickly stripped off her clothes and draped them over her bag, then, looking up at Old Madam Mo with grave seriousness, she spoke, "Sister, I want to adopt these children."

"What?" A look of utter disbelief washed over Old Madam Mo’s face, "Tong Zhi, have you lost your mind?"

Raising a child isn’t like keeping a kitten or puppy, where just feeding it is enough. This requires love, patience, responsibility, and providing the children with a happy family.

How could Tong Zhi, an unmarried girl, be burdened by these children?

Therefore, Old Madam Mo’s initial reaction was to refuse.

"Sister, I am serious." Tong Zhi gently cradled the bag in her arms and stood up, "Let’s not waste time here. Get in the car, and we’ll head to my place first."

Old Madam Mo glanced at the heavy darkness around them, then at Tong Zhi’s resolute expression, and nodded her head, following Tong Zhi’s steps.

Fortunately, they had come in a spacious nanny car. Tong Zhi took off her coat to pad the leather seats before lifting the children out of the bag and carefully placing them on the seats.

The babies looked extremely weak, and their cries were almost inaudible.

Old Madam Mo sighed, her heart aching as she saw the pitiful state of the infants, and found herself unable to utter words of refusal, "Poor children! How could their parents be so heartless? Tong Zhi, be gentle, the children are still small. Don’t hurt them."

"Mhm, holding them like this should be fine," Tong Zhi said as she placed the last of the babies on the seat, then took a first-aid kit from the storage compartment to administer basic care to them.

"Sister," while she tended to them, Tong Zhi moved two frail infants to one side and, looking at Old Madam Mo with a touch of sorrow, said, "Sister, I think these two children are already gone."

The blood on the children’s bodies had been cleaned by Tong Zhi; their skin was pale, and their temperatures were already cooling. It seemed that they had passed away before Tong Zhi had cut them free.

Old Madam Mo, who had been entertaining another child, looked up in disbelief at Tong Zhi’s words, "What? Gone?"

"Yes," Tong Zhi nodded, "Have a look if you want."

Old Madam Mo reached out her hand, feeling for the baby’s breath, then gently placed her palm on the baby’s chest. After a moment, she sighed deeply, "Oh, the young people nowadays... they really don’t take life seriously at all! What a sin! What a sin!"

If they didn’t want the children, why bring them into the world?

There were four children in total, three boys and one girl. The two boys had not survived. Now there was one boy and one girl remaining.

Tong Zhi picked up a blanket from the storage area and draped it over the two living infants, her gaze filled with a tender softness, that special gentleness of motherhood.

Seeing her like this, Old Madam Mo knew that Tong Zhi had genuinely taken these children to heart. She tucked the blanket around the infants and then said, "Tong Zhi, listen to your sister’s advice. Take these two children to the orphanage. They are so weak now; you won’t be able to keep them alive."

The infants’ cries were as faint as a mosquito’s hum, and their breath, thin as a thread. If they were to die in Tong Zhi’s care, wouldn’t that mean carrying the burden of two lost lives for no reason?

"Sister, I can keep them alive!" Tong Zhi lifted her eyes to meet Old Madam Mo’s, filled with determination.

Just then, the car passed by a maternity and baby store. Tong Zhi immediately looked toward the driver in the front row and said, "Xiao Zhang, stop the car!"

"Okay," the driver responded by stopping the vehicle.

Tong Zhi opened the car door and said to Old Madam Mo, "Sister, I’ll go buy some baby supplies. You watch the children in the car; I’ll be right back."

Just as the old Madam Mo was about to say something, Tong Zhi had already disappeared from sight.

Old Madam Mo shook her head helplessly and turned to look at the infants who were sobbing softly, embracing both of them with distress in her arms, "Poor children, poor children, to be without a mother and father so young..."

Seeing these two children, Tong Zhi seemed to see Mo Qingyi from those earlier days.

Back then, Mo Qingyi’s circumstances were similar to these two children’s. Everyone said they wouldn’t make it, but in the end, they did survive, and even grew up to be so attractive.

Thinking of this, a look of relief flashed across Old Madam Mo’s eyes.

About ten minutes later, Tong Zhi ran over, gasping for breath with a heap of things in her arms. The driver, seeing this, immediately got out of the car, took the things from Tong Zhi, and placed them in the trunk.

Tong Zhi had bought a pile of newborn items, formula, diapers, body wash, baby powder, and change of clothes, and so on.

Because it was so urgent, she didn’t have time to choose. Whatever the clerk handed her, she bought.

After placing everything in the trunk, Tong Zhi ran to the mother and baby store again, and this time, she came back quickly, holding two baby bottles with formula already mixed inside.

"Sister, feed the children quickly, they must be hungry," Tong Zhi handed one of the bottles to Old Madam Mo, "This is the formula the salesperson recommended for me, they said it’s especially good for newborns."

Old Madam Mo took the bottle and put the nipple into the child’s mouth. As soon as the nipple touched the infant’s mouth, he began to suckle quickly.

Seeing this, Tong Zhi immediately laughed with joy and said, "He’s eating, eating, he’s eating."

A joyful smile couldn’t be hidden on Old Madam Mo’s face either. She looked up at Tong Zhi, "Stop grinning like a fool, there’s another one waiting for you to feed."

"Right, right, right!" Tong Zhi suddenly remembered there was another child. She hurriedly picked up the other child and put the nipple in the child’s mouth. Just like the first child, this child also began to suckle quickly, and as they fed, they even opened their eyes. Though the eyes of a newborn aren’t very nice to look at, still cloudy, in Tong Zhi’s eyes, it was the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Although the two children were very small, they had large appetites. They finished half a bottle of milk before they fell into a deep sleep. It seemed that their crying was indeed because they were hungry.

Watching the children sleep soundly, Tong Zhi’s heart was melting.

She really liked children.

Old Madam Mo carefully cradled the infant in her arms, looked up at Tong Zhi with seriousness, "Tong Zhi, are you really sure? Do you want to adopt these two children?"

"Yes," Tong Zhi nodded slightly, "Sister, you know what my biggest regret in life is. Meeting these two children means I have a connection with them. From now on, I will be their mother."

Tong Zhi had already made up her mind.

She wanted to adopt these two children.

Old Madam Mo began with some concern, "But..."

Tong Zhi gently interrupted Old Madam Mo, "Sister, no buts. I’ve thought it through. I want to adopt them, just like you adopted Qingyi back then. Look how well Qingyi is doing now."

"But you’re not married yet. In the future..." Old Madam Mo paused, then continued to ask, "By the way, how are things going with you and Feng Xu? You shouldn’t let these children delay your own lifelong happiness."