Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World -
Chapter 846 - 848, Infertility (one more update)
Chapter 846: 848, Infertility (one more update)
While they were chatting, Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe arrived.
"Aunt Tong, you’re finally back! I’ve missed you so much!" After not seeing her for five years, Mo Qingyi truly missed Tong Zhi a lot.
Duanmu Zhe followed behind and greeted everyone, "Mom, Aunt Tong, Third Uncle, Ninth Sister-in-law."
Tong Zhi patted Mo Qingyi’s shoulder and smiled, "My little Qingyi is still as beautiful as ever."
"Aunt Tong, you’re as beautiful as you were before too," Mo Qingyi sniffed.
Although five years had passed, time didn’t leave much of a mark on these people; they still looked the same as before.
Unnoticed, the children had all grown up.
After a while, Mo Qingyi finally let go of Tong Zhi and asked with some curiosity, "Aunt Tong, how come only you and Third Uncle are here? Where are Xiangru and Yimo? How come I don’t see them?"
Tong Zhi smiled and said, "They went to play with Bao Bao and Bei Bei."
In the amusement park in the backyard, four little friends were playing to their hearts’ content.
"Little Auntie, be careful, this is how you play with the ball," Bao Bao instructed Yimo on one of the game attractions.
Old Mrs. Mo was a grandchild-doting fiend; she had built an entire children’s amusement park in the imperial palace’s backyard.
Every day, people would check the safety measures of these game attractions on a schedule.
"Bei Bei, be careful," Xiangru timely grabbed the edge of Bei Bei’s clothes, preventing Bei Bei from falling off the swing.
"Thank you, Little Uncle," Bei Bei said with a sweet smile.
"Bei Bei, you’ve grown up to be so pretty, just like your mom," Xiangru said with a beaming smile.
"Your mom is beautiful too," Bei Bei humbly replied.
The four played together for a while before they began singing the praises of their respective dads to each other.
That’s how kids are, each one prouder than the next to have a super-duper invincible dad.
Each believed their father to be the greatest in their own eyes.
Xiangru said, "My dad is the best because he can defeat lots of little monsters, just like Ultraman!"
Bei Bei immediately retorted, "Hah, that’s nothing; my papa can even defeat Ultraman!"
Bao Bao chimed in, "Right! My papa is the strongest!"
Yimo was not to be outdone, "I think my dad is the most amazing. He can carry both me and my brother at the same time, tells lots of stories, and most importantly, he can fly to the sky!" Yimo spoke with a very serious demeanor.
"My papa can carry both me and Bei Bei too!" Bao Bao added, "What’s so great about your papa flying? My papa can even pick stars from the sky for me!"
In the eyes of Bao Bao and Bei Bei, Mo Zhixuan was simply omnipotent; there was nothing he couldn’t do.
He was the world’s most powerful dad.
Hearing this, Xiangru and Yimo were both stunned and immediately looked at Bao Bao and Bei Bei with stars in their eyes, exclaiming, "Wow! Your dad is so impressive!"
"That’s right," Bao Bao said with proud nonchalance, lifting her adorable little head, "You should see whose papa they are."
Bei Bei stood beside Bao Bao, hands on her hips, chiming in triumphantly, "Exactly, exactly."
"Then can you ask your papa to pick some stars for us to see?" Xiangru went on to ask.
Yi Heng was also looking at Bao Bao and Bei Bei expectantly.
Bao Bao nodded firmly, "Of course, picking stars is nothing; if you want, my papa can even pick down the sun and the moon!"
Xiangru, already clapping excitedly, said, "Wow! That’s great! I want to see the sun being picked."
Yimo immediately interjected, "No, no, the sun and the moon can’t be picked. If they were taken down, we wouldn’t be able to see at night!"
Hearing this, Xiangru sounded regretful, "Yimo, you seem to have a point, so let’s just stick to picking stars."
Fearlessly, Bei Bei waved her hand, laughing, "No worries, no worries. My papa is so amazing, after he picks them down, he can just put them back up for you!"
"Really?" Xiangru and Yimo looked at Bao Bao and Bei Bei with hopeful faces.
Bao Bao promptly nodded, "Of course, this is just a small trick. Once my papa comes back, I’ll have him pick the sun and the moon for you both to see."
"Yay, yay!" Xiangru and Yimo clapped excitedly.
At this moment, Mr. Mo was unaware that his own children had dug a huge pit, waiting for him to leap into it.
The Duanmu Family.
Not long after Mo Qingyi and Duanmu Zhe had left, Lin Xiyuan arrived.
"Auntie, I’m here." Lin Xiyuan came in with a smile, greeting Zhou Jin.
"Xiyuan, I’m in the kitchen," Zhou Jin called out from the kitchen.
Lin Xiyuan looked around the room before heading toward the kitchen.
Zhou Jin was in the kitchen making noodles.
"Auntie, are you home alone? Aren’t Big Brother Duanmu and Sister Qingyi around?" Lin Xiyuan walked in and asked.
Zhou Jin replied with a warm smile, "Little Zhe is accompanying Qingyi to her parents’ house."
"Oh," Lin Xiyuan nodded, "Auntie, let me help you."
"Xiyuan, there’s no need for you to help, I’ve already finished cooking," Zhou Jin said cheerfully.
Lin Xiyuan glanced at Zhou Jin, then said, "Auntie, regarding the matter you entrusted to me last time, there are now results."
At those words, Zhou Jin’s movements paused. She then asked, "What do the investigation results show?"
Lin Xiyuan took out a sealed document envelope from her bag, "Auntie, I haven’t looked at it yet."
Zhou Jin took the envelope, turned on the tap, washed her hands, dried them, and then tore open the seal of the envelope.
The air was filled with silence.
Zhou Jin took out a sheet of A4 paper filled with text from the envelope; her expression changed again and again, nearly losing her balance. Thankfully, Lin Xiyuan was there to support her in time.
"Auntie, are you alright?" Lin Xiyuan asked with concern.
"I’m fine," Zhou Jin waved her hand, her complexion very pale.
"Auntie, what do the investigation results say?" Lin Xiyuan looked up at Zhou Jin.
Zhou Jin glanced at Lin Xiyuan, "Yiyuan, I have treated you like my own daughter, so I will tell you this matter, you must not tell anyone else."
"Mm, Auntie, rest assured." Lin Xiyuan nodded her head.
Zhou Jin sighed and then said, "It’s Qingyi."
"What?" Lin Xiyuan was also taken aback.
Because Lin Xiyuan had a friend who was a doctor specializing in infertility, this expert could determine the problems of both the male and female from their hair. A month earlier, Lin Xiyuan took the initiative to offer help with Zhou Jin’s problem.
She didn’t expect that the test results would come back pointing to a problem with one of them.
"Auntie, this must be a mistake, I will have my friend check again," Lin Xiyuan grasped Zhou Jin’s wrist as she continued.
"No need." Zhou Jin waved her hand and sighed, "Everything is fate, and nothing is up to us. Children will have their own fortune, I don’t want to care too much anymore." This kind of thing, Mo Qingyi couldn’t be blamed, nor could Duanmu Zhe, everything was arranged by fate.
Lin Xiyuan sighed as well, reaching out to steady Zhao Yan, "But if even you don’t care about it, then who will? Auntie, Duanmu Big Brother is after all the only bloodline of the Duanmu Family. I think it’s necessary to tell Uncle; the Duanmu Family must carry on."
Zhou Jin pressed her temples with her hand, "Yiyuan, I have my own judgment on this matter."
Lin Xiyuan nodded, "Mm, Auntie, I understand. Rest assured, I will keep it a secret."
Zhou Jin lit the stove and directly burned that medical report.
The flames reflected in Lin Xiyuan’s eyes, and no one knew what she was thinking. Some things are best left unsaid, as long as Zhou Jin knew the result, that was enough.
"Auntie, don’t worry too much. With medical science so advanced nowadays, there definitely is a solution," Lin Xiyuan patted Zhou Jin’s shoulder, trying to comfort her.
Every disease can be cured.
Except for infertility.
In fact, Lin Xiyuan knew in her heart that this disease was incurable, she simply didn’t want to burst the bubble.
Because Zhou Jin wasn’t a fool either. Since she could end up with Duanmu Canghai, it showed she was not a simple person.
Zhou Jin nodded, "I don’t have the energy to deal with this anymore, let it be."
"If you don’t care, then the Duanmu Family... might really have no descendants," Lin Xiyuan squinted her eyes.
On hearing this, Zhou Jin’s face changed.
No descendants?
There are three unfilial acts; the greatest is to have no descendants.
With that said, Lin Xiyuan continued, "Auntie, you should rest well and not think too much. Things will straighten out when the ship reaches the bridge; there’s always a solution to everything. I won’t disturb you any longer, I’m going back now."
Zhou Jin tried to muster a faint smile, "Alright, go ahead."
After walking a few steps, Lin Xiyuan turned back and said, "Oh yes, Auntie, Yi Heng and I are back together."
Upon hearing this, a flash of joy crossed Zhou Jin’s face, "Really?"
Lin Xiyuan nodded, "Yeah, really. I’ve thought it over; no man is a saint, who can be without fault? So, I’ve decided to give Yi Heng another chance. It’s been two years, and it hasn’t been easy for him."
"That’s good to hear," Zhou Jin said with a smile, "Yiyuan, come and visit when you have time."
"Mm, will do, Auntie." With that, Lin Xiyuan turned and left.
Nobody noticed that upon turning to leave, a faint smile appeared on the corners of Lin Xiyuan’s mouth.
Zhou Jin watched her figure disappear outside the door and eventually couldn’t hold back her emotions, collapsing to the ground, her whole body limp and weak.
As a mother, seeing such results truly pained her heart.
And yet, this heartache couldn’t be expressed.
Sigh.
Imperial Palace.
The old Madam Mo was having a heated chat with Tong Zhi, Mo Qingyi, Chu Jin, and others.
"Mommy, Mommy."
"Mama..."
Four little ones came running over, huffing and puffing, drenched in sweat.
Mo Qingyi quickly stood up, "Wow, Xiangru and Yimo have grown this big?"
"Auntie, Auntie." Bao Bao and Bei Bei were especially excited to see Mo Qingyi after half a year.
Xiangru and Yimo looked somewhat bewildered at Mo Qingyi.
Tong Zhi immediately said, "Xiangru, Yimo, this is your sister."
"Hello, sister." The two little ones bowed politely.
Mo Qingyi smiled and fondly touched Xiangru and Yimo’s heads, "Hello there." She, at her age, was unexpectedly being called sister by these little tykes, and this feeling was truly...
Novel.
Seeing Xiangru and Yimo, Mo Qingyi felt as if she herself had become several years younger.
Bao Bao immediately looked up to Chu Jin and asked in a babyish voice, "Mommy, why do little uncle and little auntie call Auntie, Sister?"
Bei Bei added, "Right, right, Mommy, why has Auntie become Sister?"
Chu Jin smiled and explained, "Because little uncle and little auntie are peers with your auntie, and peers usually address each other as brothers and sisters. You are a generation below little auntie and little uncle, so they call her Sister."
Bao Bao and Bei Bei were still confused, "Mommy, then why can’t we be a generation above little auntie and little uncle?"
Children’s questions are endless, like a hundred thousand ’whys’.
Chu Jin passed the question to Mo Zhixuan, "Go ask your father."
Bao Bao and Bei Bei immediately bounced off to find Mo Zhixuan.
Mo Zhixuan was sitting with Mo Fengxu and Duanmu Zhe on the other side.
Mo Qingyi watched the four children and smiled, "Children are truly adorable. It feels like just yesterday when I first saw Xiangru and Yimo, they were so small." The events of those days seemed as though they happened only yesterday.
How time flies.
"Yes, five years have gone by, and I don’t even know how I’ve raised Xiangru and Yimo to this size," Tong Zhi also felt nostalgic, and she continued, "Only when you become a mother do you understand this happiness. Qingyi, you and Duanmu are not young anymore, it’s time to hurry up and have one."
At the mention of this, a shadow of sadness briefly crossed the depths of Mo Qingyi’s eyes but vanished in an instant. She nodded and said, "Mm, we will hurry." Four years had passed, and her belly was still quiet.
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