Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 852 - 854, Plan for the Future (Part 3)

Chapter 852: 854, Plan for the Future (Part 3)

Mo Zhixuan also nodded slightly, "Yes, very good. You haven’t let Daddy down, keep it up. Your little sister needs your protection, Daddy and Mommy need your protection, the entire Mo family needs you."

Bao Bao puffed up his little chest, "Mhm, Daddy, don’t worry, I will keep it up."

The reason Bao Bao had such an epiphany was because of the stories Mo Zhixuan told.

The stories he just told Bao Bao were all about the older brothers in families. The brother should give in to his sister, the brother is the pillar of the family, the brother is the hope of the family...

A bowl of soul chicken soup had Bao Bao drunk with inspiration.

Bao Bao now not only didn’t think that Mo Zhixuan was showing favoritism, but instead felt that Mo Zhixuan was training him.

He’s a boy, after all; he should stand tall and strong. Bei Bei is a girl, and girls are meant to be spoiled.

After Bao Bao and Bei Bei returned to the children’s room, Chu Jin looked at Mo Zhixuan and slightly raised her eyebrow, "Mo Zhixuan, how come I never realized you were so cunning before? Even tricking your own son!"

Bao Bao was now completely lost.

However, from some perspectives, Mo Zhixuan indeed had his own methods for educating children.

If it were a normal family, this situation would definitely leave a negative impression in the child’s heart.

But Mo Zhixuan resolved this issue of ’favoritism’ perfectly.

Mo Zhixuan looked unruffled, "To train a successor, one should start from childhood. Bao Bao is a boy, and if he’s raised too delicately, how will he be able to carry on my legacy in the future?"

"Yes, yes, you’re right," Chu Jin slightly raised her eyebrow.

"What are you doing?" Mo Zhixuan came over, wrapped his arms around Chu Jin’s waist, and spoke in a low voice, exhaling puffs of smoke into her ear.

Just then, Bao Bao and Bei Bei walked back in, "Daddy, Mommy."

Mo Zhixuan, startled, quickly stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray.

"Why are you back again?" Mo Zhixuan frowned slightly.

Bei Bei lifted her cute little head and said milkily, "Daddy, we haven’t given you and Mommy our goodnight kisses yet."

It turned out to be for this reason. Mo Zhixuan immediately picked up Bei Bei and kissed her little face, "Goodnight, my Bei Bei."

Bei Bei kissed Mo Zhixuan twice in return, "Goodnight, my Daddy." After the kisses, Bei Bei slipped down from Mo Zhixuan and climbed onto Chu Jin, exchanging goodnights.

Bao Bao spread his arms towards Mo Zhixuan, "Daddy, me too."

Mo Zhixuan bent down to lift Bao Bao, also kissing Bao Bao’s face twice, and said tenderly, "Goodnight, my Bao Bao."

"Goodnight," Bao Bao cupped Mo Zhixuan’s face with his chubby little hands, "Bao Bao’s Daddy."

Bao Bao’s Daddy?

Mo Zhixuan frowned slightly; why did he feel something was off about Bao Bao’s words?

But before Mo Zhixuan could react, Bao Bao slid down from his arms and opened his arms towards Chu Jin, cooing, "Mommy, hug."

Bao Bao always liked to act spoiled with Chu Jin.

And Chu Jin was the one who always indulged him the most.

Chu Jin stretched out her arms to pick up Bao Bao, pinched his cheek, and said, "Bao Bao, have you been secretly eating meat again? If this keeps up, Mommy won’t be able to carry you anymore!" Bao Bao was a little chubby boy now.

"Mommy, Bao Bao loves you very, very much." Bao Bao wrapped his arms around Chu Jin’s neck, beginning to act spoiled.

"Mommy loves you, too. Now tell Mommy, when you have a wife in the future, will you love Mommy more or your wife more?" Chu Jin asked with a smile.

Without a second thought, Bao Bao said, "Of course Mommy! I will always love Mommy!"

Watching this intimate mother-son scene, Mo Zhixuan suddenly felt a sourness in his heart; these two had completely ignored him now!

"Mommy, goodnight," Bao Bao kissed Chu Jin’s face loudly.

Just as he was about to plant a second kiss, he was lifted away by Mo Zhixuan.

"Daddy, what are you doing? Why are you breaking up me and Mommy!" Bao Bao flailed his arms and legs in displeasure.

Mo Zhixuan’s expression softened in that instant, "Bao Bao, you’re a little man now, and you should stand tall and strong. How does hanging onto Mommy like this look? Others will laugh at you if they find out. Without my permission, you’re not allowed to kiss Mommy."

"Why?" Bao Bao’s entire face scrunched up tightly.

"Because Mommy belongs to Daddy," Mo Zhixuan stated possessively.

"Mommy is mine, too!" Bao Bao clenched his little fists.

"Then, are you still a brave little man?" Mo Zhixuan continued to ask.

"Of course I am!" Bao Bao nodded firmly.

"If you are, then from now on you’re not allowed to kiss Mommy on a whim! Have you ever seen a little man who clings to his mommy like that? If word gets out, wouldn’t it make others laugh? You are the son of Mo Zhixuan, my pride, the pride of the entire Mo family!" Mo Zhixuan said with a serious face.

Bao Bao was so bewildered that he puffed out his chest and said, "That’s right, Daddy, I am your pride!"

"That’s my good son," Mo Zhixuan said, stretching out his hand to touch Bao Bao’s head," Alright, now take your sister back to bed."

Bao Bao nodded, then took Bei Bei and left.

Chu Jin instructed from behind, "Bao Bao and Bei Bei, don’t forget to say goodnight to Grandma."

"We know, Mommy," Bei Bei said with a beaming smile as she looked back.

Chu Jin nodded in approval, "Good to know, go on now, it’s already getting late and Grandma will be asleep soon."

After Bao Bao and Bei Bei left, Mo Zhixuan looked at Chu Jin with a proud face, "How about that? I’ve trained this little brat well, haven’t I?"

In terms of being sly, if Mo Zhixuan claimed to be second, definitely no one would dare to claim the first.

This man was truly the epitome of slyness.

"You, you! Always tricking your son!" Chu Jin poked Mo Zhixuan’s head while laughing.

Mo Zhixuan caught Chu Jin’s hand, speaking in a deep voice, "Bao Bao and Bei Bei are gone, shouldn’t we do something meaningful now?"

"What is it with your head, always filled with such thoughts?" Chu Jin poked Mo Zhixuan’s head in distaste.

"Of course it’s filled with you," Mo Zhixuan didn’t say much else, and instead conquered Chu Jin with actions, pinning her beneath him.

The warmth of spring filled the air.

The Duanmu Family.

Duanmu Canghai and Zhou Jin had already gone to rest, and Mo Qingyi, wearing slippers, came down from the upstairs, holding a bag of traditional medicine in her hand.

It was medicine she had gathered according to Chu Jin’s prescription, which she had forgotten to brew when she first got back, only remembering to do so before going to bed.

Drinking it a day earlier meant possibly having a child a day sooner, so, Mo Qingyi was willing to sacrifice her sleep to brew the medicine.

After seven years in the military, Mo Qingyi had learned many things, and brewing medicine was just a trivial matter for her.

She went into the kitchen, found the medicine pot, and started brewing.

Before long, the scent of the medicine permeated the entire kitchen.

Mo Qingyi poured all her hopes into this bowl of medicinal soup, thus she was very devout in the process of brewing it.

"Qingyi, are you brewing medicine? Are you not feeling well?" Zhou Jin, in her pajamas, appeared at the kitchen doorway. She had come down for water and by chance smelled the aroma of medicine from the kitchen, so she decided to check it out.

At her words, Mo Qingyi felt a bit embarrassed and said, "Mom, it’s me brewing the medicine, but not because I’m feeling unwell..."

For a moment, she didn’t know how to explain to Zhou Jin.

Zhou Jin was an exceptionally good mother-in-law. Having been married to Duanmu Zhe for four years with no children, neither Zhou Jin nor Duanmu Canghai had ever uttered a word of complaint.

Mo Qingyi hadn’t finished her sentence when Zhou Jin hurriedly interrupted, "Not you? Then who is it, is it Little Zhe? What’s wrong with him?"

Knowing Zhou Jin had misunderstood, Mo Qingyi immediately said, "Mom, don’t worry. Duanmu is fine, he’s very well. It’s me who needs to drink the medicine."

"What happened to you? Is there anything wrong? Have you been to the hospital? Why would you need medicine if you’re fine?" Zhou Jin anxiously grabbed Mo Qingyi’s wrist.

Mo Qingyi smiled and said, "Mom, rest assured, I’m okay. This medicine was prescribed by my sister-in-law. It helps with getting pregnant. You know that Duanmu and I haven’t been able to have our own child for these years..."

Upon hearing this, joy spread across Zhou Jin’s face, "Qingyi, is that true? Lady Nine prescribed you medicine? You want to have a child now?"

Zhou Jin was well aware of Chu Jin’s excellent medical skills, after all, it was Chu Jin who had pulled Duanmu Sheng back from the clutches of Lord Yama.

With Chu Jin prescribing the medicine, it was very likely that the matter would be settled.

Mo Qingyi nodded, "Yes, that’s the case."

"That’s wonderful, that’s wonderful," Zhou Jin nodded, "But I’m sorry for the trouble, Qingyi. The medicine smells so unpleasant; it must be very difficult to drink." Zhou Jin had been trying to think of a way to suggest Lin Xiyuan’s medicine to Mo Qingyi, pondering over and over without finding a proper reason. It turned out that Mo Qingyi, thoughtful as she was, had already asked Chu Jin for help.

The medicine given by Chu Jin would definitely be much more reliable than what Lin Xiyuan could provide.

Zhou Jin no longer needed to worry about the Duanmu family’s lineage issue.

"It’s no problem, Mom. Duanmu will drink it with me," Mo Qingyi said with a slight smile.

Zhou Jin was a bit surprised and asked, "Little Zhe is going to drink it too?"

Mo Qingyi nodded, "Yes, my sister-in-law said that this medicine will only be effective if both the man and woman drink it together."

"I see," Zhou Jin nodded, "Such bitter medicine, if possible, ask Little Zhe to drink more for you. He’s a grown man and doesn’t mind bitterness."

Compared with Duanmu Zhe, Zhou Jin was more sympathetic towards Mo Qingyi.

After all, Mo Qingyi had married into the family, a girl all alone from her parent’s house to her in-laws’. It was only right for her mother-in-law to treat her well.

Mo Qingyi smiled and nodded, then said, "Mom, I am going upstairs for a moment, and I’ll be right back down; please watch the medicine for me."

"Go ahead," Zhou Jin waved her hand, "Leave this to me."

"Mhm, I’ll be right back." Mo Qingyi turned and ran quickly up the stairs.

Zhou Jin watched her figure and a contented smile appeared at the corners of her mouth.

Zhou Jin lifted the lid off the medicine pot to check it, turned down the flame a bit, and then, as if she remembered something, opened a drawer, took out a packet of medicine, and threw it straight into the trash can.

This was the medicine given to her by Lin Xiyuan.

Now this medicine was of no use and keeping it might make Mo Qingyi suspect something, so it was better to throw it away.

Mo Qingyi came down quickly; she had gone upstairs to get her cell phone.

"Qingyi, the medicine has just boiled, and I’ve turned the heat down. Did Ninth Lady mention how long it needs to be simmered?" Zhou Jin asked.

Mo Qingyi thought for a moment before replying, "My sister-in-law said after boiling, it only needs to be simmered on low for thirty minutes. Mom, go rest upstairs; I’ll watch it here."

Zhou Jin nodded, then said, "Qingyi, please leave the medicine to me. From now on, I’ll prepare it for you every evening while I cook dinner, so that it will absorb better after meals."

"That would be great." Mo Qingyi grinned, "Then I’ll trouble you, Mom. I’ve put the rest of the medicines in that cabinet up there."

"Alright," Zhou Jin nodded again, "I’m going up then. You and Little Zhe should also rest early."

"Goodnight, Mom."

"Goodnight."

After Zhou Jin left, about half an hour later, Mo Qingyi turned off the heat, poured the soup medicine out of the pot into two bowls, and then took them upstairs to the bedroom.

Duanmu Zhe, seeing her carrying two bowls of something dark, was puzzled, "Mo Third, what are you doing this late at night?"

Mo Qingyi smiled mysteriously and handed him a bowl of medicine, "Duanmu Xiaosi, let me tell you, this is the good stuff. I specially made it, hurry up and drink it."

Duanmu Zhe slightly furrowed his brow, "What kind of medicine is this? Mo Third, you’re not plotting to murder your husband, are you?"

"Would I need medicine to murder you?" Mo Qingyi frowned slightly, blowing on the medicine, "This is a special medicine I asked Chu Jin for. Drinking it will help you get pregnant, just drink it already." With that, Mo Qingyi gulped down the medicine in her bowl.

Upon seeing Mo Qingyi drink with such gusto, Duanmu Zhe said nothing and briskly finished his medicine as well.

"Qingyi," Duanmu Zhe looked at Mo Qingyi seriously, "Haven’t I said it before? Things will happen naturally when the time comes. You don’t need to put yourself through this; even medicine has its risks."

Mo Qingyi chuckled, "Don’t worry, I’ve already asked Chu Jin. This medicine has no side effects."

"Really no side effects?" Duanmu Zhe squinted his eyes.

"Really," Mo Qingyi sat down next to Duanmu Zhe, "You might not trust me, but you can’t distrust Chu Jin. If she says there are none, there definitely are none."

"But still..." Duanmu Zhe was still hesitant; he was mostly afraid that Mo Qingyi’s body couldn’t withstand it.

"No buts," Mo Qingyi shook Duanmu Zhe’s shoulder, "Duanmu Xiaosi, I truly hope we can have our own child forever. Look how well Bao Bao and Bei Bei have grown, and Xiangru and Yimo as well, not to mention the Han family’s The Sun, Moon and Stars trio are so popular. I don’t want twins or triplets; I just want one child."

Duanmu Zhe grabbed Mo Qingyi’s hand, whispering, "Since you want a child so much, then why wait? The night is long, and a single moment of spring is worth a thousand gold."

As he spoke, Duanmu Zhe pressed Mo Qingyi down onto the bed, silencing her screams and cries with his mouth.

To successfully conceive, Mo Qingyi was very enthusiastic in cooperating with Duanmu Zhe.

The next day.

Lin Xiyuan, as usual, got up and went for a run. Heading out, she happened to meet a servant from the Duanmu family.

"Aunt Zhao, taking out the trash." Lin Xiyuan greeted politely.

"Miss Lin, good morning. I see you every morning," Aunt Zhao, the servant, liked Lin Xiyuan very much.

Lin Xiyuan was sweet-talking and never looked down on others. Always courteous to everyone, it was hard not to like her.

Lin Xiyuan smiled slightly, "In a few days, I will be returning to the military, and you won’t see me then."

Aunt Zhao smiled and said, "The young master and his wife also seem to be returning to the military soon, but unlike you, they are still in bed at this hour. I don’t know if they’ll get used to it in the military." Aunt Zhao and Lin Xiyuan were very familiar, so they talked quite a bit.

"Oh, Miss Lin, I won’t keep you any longer, I’ve got to rush back to make breakfast," Auntie Zhao threw away the trash in her hand and hurried towards the Duanmu Family’s direction.

Lin Xiyuan’s eyes, cast downward, flashed with a hint of desolation. She glanced at Auntie Zhao’s retreating figure, then took another look into the trash can.

At that glance, she was completely stunned, her brows slightly furrowed as she walked over to the trash can. Making sure no one was around, she reached out and picked up some discarded trash, her expression turning very ugly.

This ’trash’ was clearly the pregnancy medicine she had given to Zhou Jin yesterday.

It was meant to help Mo Qingyi get pregnant.

Yet, unexpectedly, just one night later, it had ended up in the trash can.

What did Zhou Jin mean by this?

She had devoted herself to the Duanmu Family, and yet she was treated this way.

Lin Xiyuan was trembling all over, a cold light flashing in her slightly narrowed eyes.

Could it be that Zhou Jin had discovered something? Otherwise, why would she throw away the medicine?

But what could she have discovered? The real issue wasn’t with the medicine!

What on earth was going on?

Lin Xiyuan was at a loss, but soon, the pleasant ringtone of her cellphone broke her train of thought.

Picking up the phone, it was a call from Zhou Yiheng.

Lin Xiyuan quickly answered, her voice soft, "Yi Heng."

After hearing something from the other side, Lin Xiyuan continued, "Yes, I’m free. How about this, I’ll be returning to the military in a few days, so since you have time today, why don’t you come to see your aunt? Honestly, we owe a lot to your aunt. If it wasn’t for her, how could I have given you another chance?"

"Mm, alright, just come by yourself, I will prepare the gifts for you. No need to be so polite, after all, we’re going to be family sooner or later," Lin Xiyuan said with a gentle smile.

Since she couldn’t fathom Zhou Jin’s intentions, she would have to personally visit the Duanmu Family.

It was only natural for a nephew to visit his aunt with his girlfriend, especially since the aunt had a big hand in bringing them together.

At the bakery on the way.

Duanmu Sheng was in the pastry room, instructing the pastry chefs.

She had changed from her past; she used to do everything herself, but now, she just needed to give orders.

"Sister Sheng," her assistant walked in and whispered a few words in Duanmu Sheng’s ear.

Duanmu Sheng nodded then followed the assistant out.

Halfway there, Duanmu Sheng stopped, "You go ahead and entertain Mr. Zi Qi. I’ll go change my clothes." She was still wearing a white chef’s uniform from being in the pastry room.

"Okay," the assistant left respectfully.

Duanmu Sheng walked to the resting room.

A moment later, she came out.

She had changed into a light purple dress, which made her complexion appear very fair.

Actually, Duanmu Sheng had been beautiful since she was young, but bad luck in relationships had wastefully delayed her earlier life.

Now that Nian’en was three years old, although she didn’t ask about her father, Duanmu Sheng was considering finding a father for her.

In a child’s growth, a father is an indispensable role.

And currently, the most suitable person for this role of father was Zi Qi.

Zi Qi was very fond of Nian’en, and Nian’en also liked Zi Qi.

Therefore, Duanmu Sheng wanted to fight for a chance for herself.

To give Nian’en a complete family.

Duanmu Sheng walked lightly to the guest hall.

It was nap time, so there weren’t many customers eating pastries, leaving many seats empty around.

"Sister Sheng Sheng, this is a toy I brought for Nian’en." Seeing Duanmu Sheng coming over, Zi Qi stood up with a smiling face.

Duanmu Sheng smiled as she took the toy and chided, "Zi, you shouldn’t keep buying toys for that girl Nian’en. You’re spoiling her."

Zi took a sip of tea and responded, "Sister Sheng Sheng, Nian’en is still young, it’s her age to play. Actually, there’s no need to put so much pressure on her." Zi really liked the child Nian’en, who was very sensible. Unlike her mother Duanmu Sheng, Nian’en was wise beyond her years, with a clear understanding of things and an awareness of her mother’s hardships.