Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 808 - 809, Married Off (first update)

Chapter 808: 809, Married Off (first update)

Mo Qingyi’s gaze fell on the porcelain bowl in Old Madame Mo’s hands, her curiosity piqued. "Mom, what kind of egg is that? Why is it so big?"

"Goose egg," Old Madame Mo replied with a smile. "I’ve heard that goose eggs are good for the baby and can remove prenatal toxins, so I especially bought them to cook for Jin."

Upon hearing this, Chu Jin silently glanced at her own belly.

Ever since she got pregnant, Old Madame Mo had fed her many things she had never eaten before.

Things that could whiten the skin, make the child have double eyelids and big eyes, and even help them grow taller...

She wondered what kind of angels she would give birth to, considering she had eaten so many good things during pregnancy.

After all, she had consumed so much good food during her pregnancy.

"Are goose eggs tasty?" Mo Qingyi asked, gazing intently at the two large goose eggs and unconsciously swallowing; she was a foodie and had never eaten a goose egg before.

She was quite curious about the goose egg.

Chu Jin took the porcelain bowl from Old Madame Mo’s hands, picked out a goose egg, and handed it to Mo Qingyi, "Go ahead and eat. I can’t finish two by myself anyway."

"Thank you, Brother Jin," Mo Qingyi accepted the goose egg with a smile. "Brother Jin is always so kind, unlike Mom, who favors the new and overlooks the old."

In fact, Old Madame Mo’s intention in cooking two goose eggs was to give one to Mo Qingyi.

But after peeling the egg and taking a bite, Mo Qingyi found it so distasteful that she considered throwing it away. However, the habit she had developed since childhood to not waste food restrained her. She got some chili sauce and dipped the egg in it before she could barely swallow it down.

Although the goose egg was large and its appearance quite appealing, the taste was not great; it had a strong fishy smell and the texture was very rough, far inferior to a chicken egg.

Chu Jin, on the other hand, was enjoying it immensely.

Mo Qingyi, somewhat speechless, said, "Brother Jin, do you not have any taste? How can you eat it when it’s so unappetizing? Would you like some chili?"

Chu Jin waved her hand, "No need. My mom says eating too much chili isn’t good for the baby’s skin, and I don’t want to give birth to two little monsters."

Zhao Yan had always been against Chu Jin eating chili, although during pregnancy she did sneakily consume quite a bit...

But since she was close to delivering, Chu Jin still had to be cautious with her diet, lest she really give birth to monsters...

Time flew by.

Before long, it was the 28th.

The day Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe were getting married.

Today, Mo Qingyi woke up very early—after all, it was a significant occasion in her life, and the excitement had kept her awake since the night before. Yet, Old Madame Mo woke up even earlier.

Old Madame Mo sat on the sofa, the bright crystal light casting a shadow over her, joy from her daughter’s wedding mingled with an inescapable wistfulness on her face.

Somehow, since last night, memories of the day she met Mo Qingyi started to surface in her mind.

Old Madame Mo turned to look out the window, and suddenly, her eyes reddened. She remembered that the snow was as heavy then as it was today.

At that time, everyone said that Mo Qingyi wouldn’t survive and advised her to give up on the child, but she didn’t believe in such nonsense and adamantly took the child home.

Although Mo Qingyi wasn’t born of her, Old Madame Mo had raised her single-handedly. She wasn’t her biological child, yet she was dearer than one.

The thought of her daughter, whom she had raised for over twenty years, leaving home to live with someone else and no longer being a member of this household was somewhat hard for Old Madame Mo to accept.

It was a rite of passage that every mother in the world must experience.

At this point, Mo Qingyi didn’t know what was going on with Old Madame Mo and thought she might not be feeling well. She went over and asked with concern, "Mom, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing Mo Qingyi approach, Old Madame Mo quickly put on a smiling face and shook her head, "Mom’s fine, nothing is bothering me." She looked at Mo Qingyi, her eyes narrowing slightly as vivid memories of Mo Qingyi’s childhood appeared before her eyes. The infant she had once known had grown up so much in the blink of an eye.

Time had passed so quickly, and before she knew it, Mo Qingyi was about to get married.

Old Madame Mo took Mo Qingyi’s hand, stroked her head, and sighed, "Our Qingyi has grown up and become a young lady! She’s no longer the little girl who used to follow me around everywhere."

For some reason, this casual remark made Mo Qingyi’s nose tingle, "Mom."

Old Madame Mo patted Mo Qingyi’s hand and picked up the food container on the table. As she uncovered it, a delightful aroma spread from within—it was Mo Qingyi’s favorite dessert.

Wandou huang.

But Mo Qingyi didn’t like the ones sold commercially because they were machine-made, didn’t taste as good, and weren’t authentic.

Therefore, she never ate them outside.

The most important reason was that Mo Qingyi didn’t want to spoil the taste she remembered from her memory.

When she was little, Old Madame Mo often made wandou huang for her.

However, as the preparation was too complicated, Old Madame Mo didn’t make it often now, mainly because of her age and the exhaustion it entailed.

"Go ahead and eat; I made it especially for you," Old Madame Mo said, taking the wandou huang out of the food container and handing it to Mo Qingyi.

Mo Qingyi picked up a piece of wandou huang, put it in her mouth, and her lips curled into a smile.

It still tasted just like she remembered.

Soft, sweet, and melting upon touching the tongue.

Noticing that Old Madame Mo seemed a bit off, Mo Qingyi as if struck by a thought, asked, "Mom, did you not sleep all night?"

Old Madame Mo shook her head, "I just woke up a little earlier than you, that’s all. How is it, is the wandou huang good?"

"Delicious," Mo Qingyi nodded contentedly.

Old Madame Mo then took out a gold card from her pocket and placed it in front of Mo Qingyi, "Eat as much as you like. Qingyi, this is your dowry from mom. It’s not much, but it’s a token of my affection. Keep it well..."

Mo Qingyi hastily pushed the gold card back towards Old Madame Mo, "Mom, what are you doing? I don’t need the money!"

Speaking of which, the elderly Mrs. Mo had a tough life. Her husband passed away early, and she alone raised Mo Zhixuan into an adult, even managing to teach him so well. It took a lot of effort for Mo Zhixuan to grow up, and then she brought back Mo Qingyi.

For a woman who lost her husband, Mrs. Mo is also quite remarkable.

After all, she never remarried in her life, dedicating everything to the Mo family.

"I know you’re not short of money, but this is a little token from your mom, and you’re not allowed to refuse!" Mrs. Mo said as she directly pushed the gold card into Mo Qingyi’s hands.

With no other choice, Mo Qingyi eventually accepted it.

Mrs. Mo continued, "Time flies so quickly, in the blink of an eye, your brother is about to become a dad, and you have your own family."

Mo Qingyi’s face was full of emotion too, "Yes, time does fly. I always feel as if I was only eighteen, still living in Capital City, still a senior high school student, and my brother, he’s so cold and unsmiling, like a block of wood. I thought he’d never find a wife in his life, yet in the blink of an eye, he’s about to become the father of two children..."

Thinking of everything in Capital City, Mo Qingyi felt as if it was all a dream.

In reality, the happiest time of her life was that period she spent in Capital City.

Those days as a high school senior were the most vibrant period of her life.

Hearing Mo Qingyi’s words, Mrs. Mo gave a slight smile, never having expected such a change in Mo Zhixuan.

Mrs. Mo smiled as she patted Mo Qingyi’s hand, speaking in a gentle voice.

"Qingyi, from today onwards, you’re not a child anymore. You are to become someone else’s daughter-in-law, and you can’t throw tantrums like a little girl anymore. After you move to the Duanmu Family, you must be filial to your in-laws and not irritate them. In your daily life, you and Little Zhe should get along well. Whatever happens, try to see things from each other’s perspective. Should anything happen, don’t rashly leave home, because the road back is difficult, and a broken mirror rejoined still has cracks. If you really encounter any issues, remember that you have a home, and at home, you have your mom, brother, sister-in-law — we will always be your family and always stand by your side."

Hearing this, Mo Qingyi could no longer hold back her emotions, and she hugged Mrs. Mo tightly, sobbing loudly.

It was at this moment that Mo Qingyi truly felt that she was really leaving this home.

Once she stepped out of this door, she could never look back.

Mrs. Mo held back her tears, "There, there, no more crying. Today is a day of great joy for you, we should be happy. If you cry, you won’t look pretty. My daughter is going to be the most beautiful bride in the world."

Mrs. Mo took out a tissue and wiped the tears from Mo Qingyi’s face.

Mo Qingyi hugged Mrs. Mo tightly, "Mom, I don’t want to leave you."

Mrs. Mo chuckled, "What’s there to be reluctant about? It’s not like we’ll never see each other again. The Duanmu home is so close, you can come back to visit anytime you miss home."

Although Mrs. Mo was smiling, there wasn’t much humor in her eyes.

"Mom!" Mo Qingyi couldn’t control herself and hugged Mrs. Mo, crying again.

Mrs. Mo patted her shoulder, comforting her with a gentle voice.

Right then, a knock sounded at the door.

"Who is it?" Mrs. Mo asked softly, lifting her eyes.

"Old Madam, it’s me." Qinghe’s gentle voice came from outside, "Old Madam, the makeup team that’s responsible for the young lady’s makeup has arrived. Should I let them in now?"

Mrs. Mo handed Mo Qingyi a tissue and then said, "Let them in. We don’t want to miss the auspicious time."

In the Superpower World, the time chosen for makeup on the wedding day is also important.

At this time, it was a little past four in the morning, the best time of the day.

Mo Qingyi immediately stopped crying and acted as if nothing had happened.

There were about a dozen members in the makeup team.

"First take them to Qingyi’s room," Mrs. Mo stood up and said.

"Understood, Old Madam." Qinghe bowed slightly and led the people upstairs.

"Alright, stop crying," Mrs. Mo said, reaching out to touch Mo Qingyi’s head, "Hurry up and go upstairs to get your makeup done."

"Okay, mom," Mo Qingyi nodded gently, then walked upstairs.

Mrs. Mo watched Mo Qingyi’s retreating figure and suddenly felt her eyes redden, tears streaming down unchecked.

She couldn’t cry in front of Mo Qingyi.

A mother’s strength is firm.

It took a good while for Mrs. Mo to stop her tears and wash her face in the restroom before heading upstairs.

When Chu Jin woke up, it was already past six o’clock in the morning.

Normally, she would sleep until past seven o’clock, but today was special, so she woke up just after six.

When Chu Jin woke up, the space beside her was empty, which meant Mo Zhixuan must have not returned home for another night.

These days, he had been getting progressively busier, wanting to take part in Mo Qingyi’s wedding and enjoy the New Year properly, which is why he had been working overtime.

Chu Jin had not had a proper conversation with him for a long time.

The weather was quite cold. Chu Jin took a pink woolen coat from the closet and put it on, then slipped on a pair of fluffy snow boots before leaving the room.

Although Chu Jin was nearing her due date, she didn’t exhibit the typical heaviness of a pregnant woman, moving with a light step, not even holding onto the railing as she descended the stairs.

Due to her special constitution, her pregnancy had not been as hard as other women’s.

When she reached the downstairs, the living room was already filled with people, and a few children were running back and forth.

The atmosphere was lively.

"Be careful." As she was going downstairs, Chu Jin quickly caught the hand of a small child about to fall.

The child was playing hide-and-seek with another little friend, rushing to find someone and not noticing the decorations on the ground, nearly tripping over them.

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