Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 824 - 825, Two Annoying People (First Update)

Chapter 824: 825, Two Annoying People (First Update)

A loud cry shattered the quiet of the room.

"Wah..."

Chu Jin instantly woke up, opened his eyes, and gently pushed Mo Zhixuan, who was on top of her, "Bao Bao is awake." Over the past month, Chu Jin had learned to distinguish between Bao Bao and Bei Bei’s cries without even looking.

"It’s fine, it’s good for a boy to practice his voice." Mo Zhixuan continued with what he was doing.

Chu Jin immediately objected, "No, you need to get up right now."

"He’s just crying in his sleep! It’s nothing, you don’t need to worry about it, he’ll stop after a while." Just as there’s laughing in one’s sleep, why can’t there be crying? This little brat! Daring to disturb his dear dad’s good time! He really deserves a spanking!

Chu Jin turned her head to look at Bao Bao, who was rubbing his sleepy eyes. Although his cheeks were still wet with tears, after yawning, he closed his eyes and went back to sleep, just as Mo Zhixuan had said, as if he was indeed crying in a dream.

"I told you he was crying in his sleep, no need to bother, let’s continue."

Who would have thought, just as Mo Zhixuan said that, Bao Bao, who had been gradually stopping his cries, suddenly let out a wail upon hearing those words, setting off Bei Bei next to him, and both of them cried even more sorrowfully, as if they were lodging a complaint against their parents’ neglect!

Chu Jin immediately pushed Mo Zhixuan away, got dressed, and tenderly picked up Bei Bei, then with one hand, lifted Bao Bao and handed him to Mo Zhixuan, "Hurry up and console Bao Bao."

Mo Zhixuan, with a gloomy face, took Bao Bao and started to soothe him quietly but expressionlessly.

Amazingly, as soon as Bao Bao was in Mo Zhixuan’s arms, he stopped crying.

Even though his son was behaving, Mo Zhixuan still felt the urge to throw Bao Bao away.

So exasperating.

Why did he have kids?

Were drinks not tasty, or games not fun?

Meanwhile, Bei Bei was still sobbing intermittently.

Chu Jin, with a heart full of distress, softly consoled, "Bei Bei, be good, don’t cry anymore, or you won’t look pretty."

After much difficulty in getting Bei Bei to fall asleep, Bao Bao began to cry again.

This time, no matter how Mo Zhixuan tried to console him, Bao Bao would not give him any face.

This was the trouble with having twins.

As one stops crying, the other starts.

The most desperate moment was when both cried at the same time.

Chu Jin gently placed Bei Bei in the crib and took Bao Bao from Mo Zhixuan’s arms, "Don’t cry, don’t cry, it’s all dad’s fault, we won’t call him dad in the future."

Bao Bao continued to cry heartbreakingly.

The crying even disturbed the elderly Mrs. Mo in the next room, who knocked on the door and reminded, "Zhixuan, Jin, see if Bao Bao is hungry."

"Okay, mom," answered Chu Jin, then turned to Mo Zhixuan, "Hand me the bottle."

Mo Zhixuan felt that this little brat was doing it on purpose.

Sure enough, as soon as Bao Bao started drinking milk, he immediately stopped crying.

Chu Jin gazed tenderly at Bao Bao and finally, lowered her gaze to kiss Bao Bao’s face.

Mo Zhixuan, looking at Chu Jin and that annoying little brat, asked in a dissatisfied tone, "Jin, who is more important to you, me or Bao Bao?"

"Of course, you are more important," replied Chu Jin without even looking up, sounding rather perfunctory.

Mo Zhixuan felt as if his heart had shattered into pieces, then he asked, "Then do you love me a little more, or do you love Bao Bao more?"

"Of course, I love you a little more," Chu Jin answered without hesitation.

Mo Zhixuan’s heart had turned to dust.

After Bao Bao had eaten his fill, he spat out the pacifier and scratched Chu Jin’s face with his little hand. Although Bao Bao’s hands were small, his nails were very sharp, and he accidentally left a red mark on Chu Jin’s fair skin.

Chu Jin gave a slight hiss instinctively but didn’t blame Bao Bao; instead, she took Bao Bao’s little hand and kissed it gently on her lips, saying tenderly, "Bao Bao, you mustn’t scratch people like that."

"Does it hurt?" Mo Zhixuan immediately asked with concern, touching Chu Jin’s face.

"It doesn’t hurt," Chu Jin said with a light smile, "Bao Bao couldn’t possibly be that strong."

"It’s red and you say it doesn’t hurt!" Mo Zhixuan immediately got out of bed, found the Jade Dew Ointment, and carefully applied it to Chu Jin’s face.

Chu Jin, feeling somewhat helpless, said, "Really, it’s nothing, a little mark, it will disappear by tomorrow morning."

"No! You must apply it!" insisted Mo Zhixuan with a serious face, "What if it leaves a scar!"

Chu Jin: "..."

Mo Zhixuan continued, "It’s all because you spoiled him! He’s only so big, yet he knows how to hit people! What will happen when he grows up? We must educate him properly now!"

A one-month-old Bao Bao: "..."

Chu Jin said somewhat speechlessly, "Bao Bao is only a month old, how can we educate him? What he just did was an unconscious action, and there was no malice in it. Don’t make a mountain out of a molehill."

Mo Zhixuan, however, looked quite reasonable, "If you don’t straighten a sapling, it won’t grow upright. Some education must start from the cradle! Bao Bao’s behavior today must be punished severely! No one is allowed to stop me."

Bao Bao didn’t even have a formal name yet.

Chu Jin, with a smile in her eyes, passed Bao Bao to Mo Zhixuan, "Go ahead and educate."

Mo Zhixuan caught Bao Bao and said very seriously, "Bao Bao! Listen to me! If you dare to bully your mom again, I won’t be polite to you!" Saying this, Mo Zhixuan raised his hand, wanting to slap Bao Bao’s bottom hard, but after thinking about it, he tenderly let his hand fall on Bao Bao’s little bottom.

After gently touching twice as a warning to others.

He had wanted to give Bao Bao a stern lesson.

But what Chu Jin said made sense; Bao Bao was still too young for physical punishment—a verbal lesson would suffice.

Mo Zhixuan also wanted to get rid of Bao Bao before.

But then, he thought about it carefully.

This was his own flesh and blood, after all.

Having raised him this big, it would be quite a pity to get rid of him now.

Better to keep him then.

Chu Jin laughed lightly at the awkward-looking Mo Zhixuan.

Under Mo Zhixuan’s tutelage, Bao Bao yawned and then closed his eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

Mo Zhixuan carefully placed Bao Bao on the baby crib.

Bao Bao turned over and continued to sleep.

The image of the siblings sleeping together looked extremely loving.

The cry of Bao Bao once again filled the air.

Chu Jin immediately pushed Mo Zhixuan away and went to the side of the baby crib, gently rocking it, "Don’t cry, Bao Bao; mommy is here." Hearing Chu Jin’s voice, Bao Bao fell back into a deep sleep, but still with tear stains on his face.

Chu Jin tenderly wiped away the tear stains, her heart aching.

Mo Zhixuan, having his good moments interrupted time and again, nearly wanted to go die.

This little brat is definitely doing this on purpose!

Mo Zhixuan took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, "Jin, Bao Bao and Bei Bei are so big now, isn’t it time that they started sleeping in a separate room from us?"

"They’ve only just turned one month!" Chu Jin turned and reminded Mo Zhixuan.

Mo Zhixuan pondered for a while, then seriously said, "But last month had thirty-one days."

"So what?" Chu Jin raised her eyebrows slightly.

Mo Zhixuan continued, "So, they cannot sleep in the same room as us anymore."

These two restless little fellows, if this keeps up, will end up driving him mad sooner or later!

Chu Jin asked somewhat speechlessly, "What if they get hungry in the middle of the night?"

"When they’re hungry, they drink milk!" Mo Zhixuan declared as if it were the most obvious thing.

Chu Jin smiled slightly, "Then here comes the question, who will feed them?"

Mo Zhixuan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking serious, "How about we hire a wet nurse for them?"

"Absolutely not!" Chu Jin extended a finger and gently waved it.

If she had breast milk, she wouldn’t let her children drink someone else’s.

Mo Zhixuan sighed helplessly, "Then you tell me, when can they sleep in separate rooms?"

Chu Jin frowned slightly, "At least after they are weaned." At least before weaning, there was no way to separate rooms.

"When will they be weaned?" Mo Zhixuan continued to ask.

"I’m not sure about that either; maybe we should ask Mom tomorrow—she has a lot of experience." It was Chu Jin’s first time being a mother, and there were many things she was unclear about.

...

The children’s one-month celebration wasn’t made a big deal of; Chu Jin thought the children were still young, so she decided to host guests on their hundredth day.