Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 841 - 843, Kindness (second update)

Chapter 841: 843, Kindness (second update)

Mo Zhixuan also joined Han Zixiu in lighting up a cigarette and started puffing away immediately.

Mo Zhixuan subconsciously concealed the fact that Jin almost had a difficult labor, and downplayed the situation, "Yeah, but Jin had a natural birth, different from her sister. A cesarean section is a lot safer. It took almost five hours for Jin to give birth to the two little ones."

Hearing this, Han Zixiu breathed a sigh of relief; after all, Ding Siyu had only been in there for an hour.

Just as everyone was extremely anxious, a loud cry suddenly came from the delivery room.

It was the distinctive wailing of a newborn baby.

Upon hearing this, Han Zixiu hurriedly tossed his cigarette butt into the trash can, and hugged Mo Zhixuan, excitedly saying, "She’s given birth, my wife has given birth!" Han Zixiu wept with joy.

After embracing Mo Zhixuan, Han Zixiu instinctively wanted to hug Chu Jin.

Seeing through his intentions, Mo Zhixuan coldly blocked him in front of Chu Jin, looking at Han Zixiu, "Are you trying to take advantage of Jin in the chaos? Shameless!"

In almost an instant, the two of them reverted to their usual selves.

Han Zixiu said somewhat speechlessly, "Look at how petty you are. I don’t know how my sister fell for you."

The crying continued inside the delivery room, and Han Zixiu was too anxious to bicker with Mo Zhixuan anymore. He leaned his hands on the operating room door, anxiously saying, "Why isn’t this door opening yet? Hasn’t she already given birth?"

"Brother-in-law, there’s no need to worry. After giving birth, the doctor still needs to do some basic care, but she should be out very soon." Chu Jin had quite the experience with childbirth.

But after hearing the baby’s cry, Chu Jin also let out a sigh of relief.

Ding Siyu was just too quick. It was barely two hours, and the child had already arrived.

"I’m not in a hurry, I’m not in a hurry at all." Han Zixiu was saying one thing but feeling another, his eyes constantly looking towards the operating room.

Chu Jin looked at Mo Zhixuan with a smile, "We still don’t know if my sister had boys or girls. She was pregnant with three at once; there must be at least one of each."

Mo Zhixuan gave Han Zixiu a look and said with slightly parted lips, "That remains to be seen. After all, not everyone has the good fortune of having both a son and a daughter like I do."

"Shut up already!" Chu Jin reached out and covered Mo Zhixuan’s mouth.

Han Zixiu looked back at Mo Zhixuan, "Jealous, you’re just jealous of me!"

At that moment, the door to the operating room was pushed open, and a group of doctors and nurses came out.

"Who is Ding Siyu’s family member?" the nurse asked, holding a baby.

"I am, I am," Han Zixiu immediately stepped forward. "I’m Ding Siyu’s husband. Where is she? Why didn’t she come out with you?"

"The mother has been moved to the ward, and congratulations, Mr. Han, your wife gave birth to three sons. This is the eldest, and those are the second and third," the nurse said, looking at the other two nurses holding the babies.

The three children all looked similar and wore similar clothes, so the doctor had considerately attached tags with ’Eldest,’ ’Second,’ and ’Third’ on their little hats.

"All three are boys?" Chu Jin stepped beside the nurse, asking with surprise.

"That’s how it is," the nurse nodded and smiled, "The children are all very healthy."

Chu Jin looked back, surprised, "Let me hold the baby." Chu Jin hadn’t expected that Bao Bao’s little prediction would come true! Ding Siyu really had given birth to three boys! It seems children’s words can indeed be so prescient.

The nurse handed the baby to Chu Jin.

Chu Jin carefully took the baby, a tender smile spreading across her face. Looking at this tiny infant, Chu Jin felt as if she was seeing Bao Bao and Bei Bei a year ago; at that time, they were about the same size as this child, tiny and soft.

"Mo Zhixuan, look how cute your child is."

Mo Zhixuan came over, raising an eyebrow slightly, "Hmm, quite cute, looks more like her sister."

Han Zixiu, who was holding the other two babies with the maternity matron, heard this and said with displeasure, "Mo Zhixuan, what exactly are you implying? So if the kids look like me, they wouldn’t be cute?"

Mo Zhixuan glanced at Han Zixiu, speaking in a calm tone, "Not bad, you’re quite self-aware, there’s hope for you yet."

Han Zixiu holding his child, "I won’t stoop to argue with you out of respect for my son."

Han Zixiu was immersed in the joy of being a new father and wasn’t bothered to quarrel with Mo Zhixuan.

The group, holding the babies, returned to the ward where Ding Siyu was already lying in the hospital bed, still unconscious with little awareness of her surroundings.

A nurse was taking care of her.

Seeing Ding Siyu still lying there, Han Zixiu immediately handed the child in his arms to Mo Zhixuan, who was left holding the baby in the chaotic wind. Why was he given the baby by Han Zixiu? And why was his holding posture so professional?

Would Han Zixiu take this opportunity to mock him?

Han Zixiu rushed to Ding Siyu’s side and took her hand, "Yuer, Yuer." He called her name twice, but Ding Siyu gave no response, which made Han Zixiu anxious. He turned to the nurse, "Nurse, why is my wife not reacting at all?"

The nurse turned her head and smiled, "Mr. Han, your wife still has the effects of the anesthetic. She’ll wake up in another hour."

At this, Han Zixiu breathed a sigh of relief.

An hour later, Ding Siyu woke up and her first reaction was to ask, "Han Zixiu, where are the children?"

As it was nearing noon, Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan went out for lunch, so now only Han Zixiu and Ding Siyu were left in the ward.

"Yuer, you’re awake." Han Zixiu excitedly took Ding Siyu’s hand.

"Where are the children?" Ding Siyu asked a bit anxiously.

"The children are sleeping over there." Han Zixiu pointed towards the small bed on the other side.

Ding Siyu followed Han Zixiu’s gaze and saw three little infants sleeping on the bed. A gentle smile spread across Ding Siyu’s face, "Bring the children over to me."

"Alright, I’m going right now. Don’t move because of your incision." Han Zixiu walked over and picked up the eldest, the second, and the third child, and placed them one by one next to Ding Siyu.

Ding Siyu looked at the three tiny people with a tender smile in her eyes and then asked Han Zixiu, "Which one is the son, and which are daughters? Why did you dress them in the same clothes? Didn’t we also prepare clothes for girls?"

Just in case, Ding Siyu had prepared both boys’ and girls’ clothes.

But now, Han Zixiu had surprisingly dressed them all in the same outfits.

Han Zixiu looked at Ding Siyu with a smile, "Wife, all three are sons."

"All sons?" Ding Siyu was a bit surprised, "Are you sure they’re all sons? Not a single daughter?" Ding Siyu was still very eager to have a daughter.

"Yes," Han Zixiu nodded, "All three are sons. If you like daughters, we can try for another child in the future, we can definitely have a daughter."

Ding Siyu gave Han Zixiu a look, "You wish! These babies are too supernatural! When they say it’s a little brother, they are all brothers!" Ding Siyu hadn’t forgotten about the prediction at the birthday party, and although she had hoped for a stroke of luck, the babies were even more accurate than the ultrasound.

That was just too terrifying!

"Wife, what do you mean? What does this have to do with Bao Bao?" Han Zixiu asked curiously.

Ding Siyu told Han Zixiu about the incident at Bao Bao and Bei Bei’s birthday party.

"They say a child’s mouth is very spiritual, I didn’t believe it before, but now I do! Bao Bao is just too spiritual!" Ding Siyu concluded in the end.

After listening, Han Zixiu got very excited, slamming the table, "It must have been that bastard Mo Zhixuan who coaxed Bao Bao into saying that. He just can’t stand the thought of me having daughters! Bao Bao is so young, how could he tell the difference between boys and girls?"

It had to be Mo Zhixuan who made Bao Bao say that!

Because Mo Zhixuan was jealous that he had both a son and a daughter! He forcefully turned my daughter into a boy!

If it weren’t for Bao Bao, he would also be someone with both a son and a daughter!

Like Ding Siyu, Han Zixiu also liked daughters very much.

A daughter is like a little coat that knows how to keep one warm.

Ding Siyu gave Han Zixiu a look, "Keep your voice down, don’t scare the children. What does this have to do with Zhixuan? Don’t make a fuss. Right, now that the children are born, have you thought about what to name them?"

Ding Siyu had previously chosen names for girls, which certainly wouldn’t be appropriate now.

Seeing Ding Siyu defending Mo Zhixuan, Han Zixiu felt a bit jealous and paused momentarily.

Seeing his reaction, Ding Siyu reminded him, "I’m talking to you."

"Oh," Han Zixiu quickly came back to his senses, his expression returning to normal, "I’ve already thought of the children’s names. The eldest will be called Han Jiayang, the second Han Jiayue, and the third Han Jiaxing." These names, Han Zixiu had thought of a long time ago, adopting the "The Sun, Moon and Stars," which are suitable for both genders.

Ding Siyu also understood the meaning behind the names and smiled, "Then their nicknames will be Yangyang, Yueyue, and Star, right?"

"Yes, we’ll do as you say." Han Zixiu nodded.

Because they were triplets, the children had wristbands on their hands labeled: eldest, second, and third, to avoid any confusion.

Before long, Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan returned from their meal, and they had even packed a portion for Han Zixiu.

"Sis, you’re awake. How are you feeling?" Chu Jin walked over and took Ding Siyu’s hand.

Ding Siyu shifted her gaze from the children and smiled, saying, "I feel quite good, just a bit hungry." She hadn’t eaten anything before the cesarean, and now she was clearly feeling hungry.

"Yuyu," Zhao Yan came in through the door with a thermos.

"Aunt Yu," the little Lolita followed behind Zhao Yan.

"Godmother, Pengpeng, you’re here." Ding Siyu smiled at them.

"Yuyu, I’ve made some chicken soup for you; you should drink it while it’s hot." Zhao Yan opened the thermos and scooped out a bowl of thick chicken soup.

"Thank you, Godmother." Ding Siyu took the chicken soup and sipped it lightly.

Since Ding Siyu had just had surgery, she couldn’t make any big movements. Han Zixiu immediately took the chicken soup from her hands, "Yuyu, let me feed you."

Chu Jin, Zhao Yan, and the little Lolita had already gone to see the three children.

"Such cute babies, sis, have you thought of names for them yet?"

"Just like Bao Bao and Bei Bei when they were little, look at their tiny hands, tiny arms..." Zhao Yan’s eyes were full of loving tenderness.

Ding Siyu looked up and smiled, saying, "Han Zixiu has already chosen names for them; the eldest is called Han Jiayang, the second is Han Jiayue, and Han Jiaxing, with nicknames Yangyang, Yueyue, and Star."

"Those names are so powerful," Chu Jin gave Ding Siyu a thumbs-up.

All the terms for the sun, moon, and stars had been claimed by these three brothers—how could they not be powerful?

Han Zixiu had indeed chosen great names.

Ding Siyu smiled faintly, her face brimming with happiness.

Han Zixiu looked somewhat smugly at Mo Zhixuan, momentarily forgetting about the ordeal with Bao Bao.

Since Ding Siyu had just given birth, she needed proper rest, so Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan soon headed back, while Zhao Yan stayed in the hospital to take care of Ding Siyu.

After all, Ding Siyu called Zhao Yan ’Godmother,’ so it was only right for Zhao Yan to stay and take care of her.

As soon as Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan returned to the imperial palace, the Lady of the Mo family greeted them with a smile, "Jin, did Siyu have a boy or a girl?"

Bao Bao immediately ran over from behind, shouting loudly, "A brother, Auntie had a brother."

Chu Jin couldn’t help but smile, "Bao Bao is right, my sister really did have a third boy."

The Lady of the Mo family was also surprised, "Three boys? They are going to be quite the handful in the future. Once they learn to walk, they’ll probably take the house apart." Having just Bao Bao and Bei Bei as twins was sometimes more than the Lady of the Mo family could handle, let alone Ding Siyu’s three boys.

The days ahead were certainly going to be lively.

At the bakery on the road.

Nian’en is now over 6 months old and unlike other children, Nian’en already has four teeth. Perhaps because he knows about his mother’s hard work, Nian’en is much more obedient than the other kids. When Duanmu Sheng is busy, Little Nian’en would just sit in his stroller, not making a peep.

"Nian’en, would you like Sister to hold you?" Situ Ya waved to Nian’en.

Nian’en couldn’t speak yet but looked at Situ Ya, then stretched out his hands with a sweet smile.

Situ Ya picked up Nian’en and laughed, "Nian’en, call me sister."

Duanmu Sheng walked over and teased, "Nian’en, call her old witch, she’s getting on in years and still pretending to be young."

After spending some time together, Situ Ya and Duanmu Sheng had become close friends who could talk about anything.

"Nian’en, let’s ignore her, say sister, sister," Situ Ya held Nian’en, her eyes brimming with smiles.

Duanmu Sheng shook her head with a laugh.

"Sheng Sheng, this is a gift I bought for Nian’en." A man in a suit stepped in from outside, holding a string of little yellow ducks in his hand.

Situ Ya looked up.

The man approached, about six feet tall, with dark, tanned skin, sharp brows, piercing eyes, with his shirt sleeves casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing strong, well-defined arms. He was simple yet elegant, with a touch of roguish nonchalance.

The string of little yellow ducks he held clearly did not match his image.

When Situ Ya looked up at him, the man just happened to look in this direction as well, their eyes locking in an electric spark, a hint of surprise in the depths of the man’s eyes.

He turned his gaze incredulously toward Duanmu Sheng, "Sheng Sheng sister, how can you still be with this kind of person?"

The person who arrived was none other than Zi.

Nearly a year had passed, and Zi had changed tremendously. He was no longer the black lump of coal from a year ago; even Situ Ya had not recognized him.

Zi’s impression of Situ Ya was not good. If it hadn’t been for Situ Ya conspiring with Shen Haoguang, Duanmu Sheng would not have ended up like this.

Upon hearing this, Situ Ya’s face changed instantly, her tone turning slightly cold, "Sir, please show some respect when you speak. What do you mean by ’my kind of person’? What kind of person am I? Have I eaten your family’s food, or drunk your family’s water?"

Duanmu Sheng quickly stood between the two, "It’s all a misunderstanding, Ya Ya, calm down, Zi, you too, calm down."

Situ Ya placed Nian’en back in the stroller, crossed her arms, and glared fiercely at Zi over Duanmu Sheng, her gaze hostile.

This man speaks so unpleasantly!

From the sound of it, he even classifies people into different levels?

Who does he think he is?

Zi looked at Duanmu Sheng and said somewhat speechlessly, "Sheng Sheng sister, have you forgotten the losses you’ve suffered before? Do you really want to walk the same path again?" A top-tier white lotus like Situ Ya should be kept at a distance.

Duanmu Sheng hurriedly explained, "Zi, you’ve misunderstood. Ya Ya isn’t the kind of person you imagine. If it weren’t for her, I would have died at the Shen family long ago." If Situ Ya hadn’t let her out of the Shen family’s basement, there indeed would be no Duanmu Sheng today.

Zi understood Situ Ya all too well. This person, for the sake of wealth and status, had been with Shen Haoguang for seven long years. After Shen Haoguang’s downfall, she even got together with Shen Liangxiao and ended up bringing ruin to the Shen family. Such a person was definitely not good, and nothing good would come from Duanmu Sheng being with her.

"Sheng Sheng sister, actors are heartless. There are some people you simply can’t tell when they are acting and when they are being genuine!" With that, Zi looked up at Situ Ya and said sternly, "Situ Ya, I advise you to be kind!"

Situ Ya slightly curved her lips, her eyes flashing with disdain, "Acting? Sir, how much did you pay me for the performance? Did I travel all this distance to put on a play for you? If you’re sick, go see a doctor; it’s not right to bite people indiscriminately. Who knows if you might be carrying rabies! And by the way, my name is Lin Yuya!"

Having said that, Situ Ya took out two banknotes from her wallet and threw them at Zi, "This is for you to get treated. No need to thank me!"

With that, Situ Ya picked up her handbag and stomped away with a huff.

Zi looked at the two red banknotes, his cheeks puffing up with anger!

Duanmu Sheng quickly caught up with Situ Ya, "Ya Ya, don’t be upset. My friend doesn’t understand the situation; I’ll explain it to him."

Situ Ya turned around, sighed, "Forget it, after all, I used to be a bad woman. He’s not wrong. You go inside first; I’m fine." After saying that, Situ Ya left.

Watching Situ Ya’s retreating figure, Duanmu Sheng also sighed, then turned and walked into the bakery.

Zi, seeing Duanmu Sheng come in, said huffily, "Sheng Sheng sister, I’m the one being bullied, yet you go comforting that Situ Ya!" Zi could practically be furious to death because of Situ Ya!

As angry as he was, he couldn’t physically hit her—after all, she was a woman!

Without crossing his bottom line, he would not hit a woman.

Duanmu Sheng made a drink and handed it to Zi, "Zi, don’t be angry; hear me out. Ya Ya is actually not the person you think she is."

Zi took the drink and immediately felt his anger subside by more than half, "Then what kind of person is she? Sheng Sheng sister, you’ve already been harmed enough by her. Wake up."

Duanmu Sheng gave a self-deprecating smile, "I brought it upon myself; it’s unrelated to anyone else." After a pause, Duanmu Sheng continued, "Zi, let me tell you a story."

"Sure, go ahead." Zi took a comfortable sip of his drink and felt as though his whole life had been elevated. No matter what, even though Zi had turned into a strikingly handsome guy, he couldn’t change his nature as a food lover.

"Once upon a time, there was a girl named Lin Yuya. When she was eight years old..." Duanmu Sheng spoke word by word, her tone slow, instantly pulling Zi into the story.

Undoubtedly, the story was a tragic one.

But the heroine was inspiring.

For the sake of vengeance, she lay in wait for seven years and ultimately took her enemy’s life.

Listening to the end, Zi slightly furrowed his brows, a look of disbelief flashing in his eyes, "Sheng Sheng sister, you don’t mean to say this person is Situ Ya, do you?"

Duanmu Sheng nodded, her lips curling into a faint smile, "Yes, but she’s no longer Situ Ya; she is Lin Yuya."