Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 877 - 879, I’ll beat you to death, you little bastard (one more update)

Chapter 877: 879, I’ll beat you to death, you little bastard (one more update)

Of course, at such a time, it was an all-out manhunt, capturing Xi He and bringing her to justice.

"Be careful on the road," Duanmu Sheng told her, going up on her toes to say it.

At some point, a light rain had started to fall from the sky.

The drizzle gradually grew heavier until it turned into a downpour.

Everyone on the road was in a rush, except for the petite figure under the row of Chinese Parasol trees, who was still strolling in the rain, soaked through, yet she walked on as if she didn’t feel the cold, lost and dispirited.

On her face, it was no longer possible to tell whether it was rain or tears.

Her eyes were red and swollen, terribly so.

However, this did not mar her beauty; on the contrary, it added an alluring charm.

It made one unable to resist the urge to embrace her, to offer her warmth and care.

This person was precisely Situ Ya.

Ever since she ran out of the bakery, her emotions had been anything but calm, with all that had happened over the years repeatedly flashing before her eyes.

Only she knew how hard the journey had been and how much suffering she had endured.

Standing on the sidelines, one could understand the Lin couple, but now that she had become the protagonist of the story, Situ Ya couldn’t understand them at all.

She hated them!

After so many years, why did they have to dredge up the past, why did they have to come and disrupt her peaceful life?

Why, why!

A black sedan sped past Situ Ya, splashing the water from the roadside all over her.

If it had been any other day, Situ Ya would have chased down the driver even if she had to run her legs off, but today, she didn’t have the heart for it...

She didn’t even notice that she had been drenched from the splash.

She wandered aimlessly forward as if her spirit had slipped away from her.

"Hey, isn’t that the little dwarf?" Zi, sitting inside a car, spotted Situ Ya walking by the roadside.

Ever since Situ Ya had given Zi the nickname "Little Black Charcoal," Zi had also come up with the nickname "little dwarf" for Situ Ya.

At 1.65 meters, Situ Ya wasn’t really short, but she certainly seemed so next to the 1.86 meters tall Zi.

"Slow down, I see someone I know," Zi called out to the driver in front.

The driver immediately slowed down the car.

Zi rolled down the window, stuck her head out, and said in a very annoying tone, "Hey, little dwarf, taking a walk in the rain, you’re quite the romantic, huh?"

But unexpectedly, instead of snapping back at her as usual, Situ Ya just continued to walk forward soullessly, without showing a hint of vitality.

It was then that Zi realized something was amiss and urgently told the driver, "Guang, stop the car, stop the car quickly."

The driver immediately stopped.

Zi grabbed an umbrella and rushed into the rain, tilting the entire umbrella over Situ Ya before noticing that Situ Ya’s clothes were completely drenched and her face had almost turned as white as a sheet of paper.

"Here, take this," Zi said, stuffing the umbrella handle into Situ Ya’s hands before taking off her own coat and draping it over Situ Ya.

During the entire process, Situ Ya remained silent, like a lifeless puppet.

When Zi’s fingers accidentally touched the skin on her neck, she realized that there was no warmth to her body at all, as if she were a block of ice.

"Lin Yuya, what happened to you? Did someone bully you?" Zi asked, somewhat puzzled.

She wondered who would have the nerve to bully Lin Yuya!

Do you have any idea how miserably the last person who bullied her died?

"Lin Yuya, Lin Yuya?" Seeing Situ Ya not speaking, Zi poked Lin Yuya’s face with her hand.

Must say, this tiger mom’s skin elasticity is really good.

It’s just a bit icy.

Who knew, Zi was fine not poking, but once she did, Situ Ya closed her eyes, and everything went black as she completely fainted.

Faking an injury?

Zi stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do!

He swore, he really didn’t do anything!

Oh my god, is there any surveillance on this stretch of road?

Zi looked anxiously at the roadside.

"Sir, quickly carry that girl back, if this continues, she’ll get sick!" the driver stuck his head out of the window and shouted loudly.

This Great National Division really doesn’t know how to show sympathy for the fairer sex, watching a girl fall right in front of him without offering a hand to play the heroic rescuer!

No wonder he’s still without a girlfriend at his age.

His brain must be full of shit, right?

The moment that girl fell, the driver felt pain just watching it.

Pick her up?

How is he gonna do that?

Zi looked at Situ Ya lying on the ground with great difficulty, not knowing where to start!

He’s never held a tiger mom before!

His precious first time!

Today it looks like this shorty is getting lucky!

Seeing Zi dilly-dallying like that, the driver got anxious, wishing he could carry Situ Ya back himself, so he urged, "Sir, please hurry up, the rain is getting heavier and there’s a typhoon coming! Let’s get back quickly!"

Facing the driver’s urging, Zi clenched his teeth, steeled his heart, stomped his foot, closed his eyes, and picked Situ Ya up off the ground.

At one meter eighty-six, Zi picked up the one meter sixty-five Situ Ya as effortlessly as an eagle carrying a chick.

In the car, the driver: "..." Hey! Great National Division, stop pretending! I saw you molesting the little lady!

In broad daylight, can’t you be a little more reserved?

Seeing that the Great National Division didn’t usually take an interest in any woman, it turns out he has a crush.

With this thought, the driver couldn’t help but sneak another peek at Situ Ya.

From the side, she did look like a very attractive girl.

"What are you looking at! Don’t look!" Noticing the driver’s sneaky glances, Zi immediately reached out to pull down his suit jacket, covering Situ Ya’s face.

This was just a subconscious action, even Zi himself didn’t feel whether his behavior was inappropriate.

Once in the car, Zi held Situ Ya in his arms and said to the driver, "Guang, turn off the air conditioning, turn on the heater."

"Turn on the heater?" The driver was somewhat surprised. In the middle of summer, the Great National Division must be crazy, wanting to turn on the heater! "Sir, aren’t you hot?"

"Not hot, just turn it on quickly." He’s holding an ice block in his arms! Hot my ass!

As for why Zi kept holding Situ Ya in his arms, he explained it like this.

This person is so frozen, if I were to just put her aside and ignore her, she would definitely freeze to death.

Using a popular phrase, Chu Jin and Situ Ya are huddling together for warmth!

Yes, that’s huddling together for warmth.

The driver, with mixed feelings, turned on the heater and then asked, "Sir, is this young lady your girlfriend?"

Zi is usually friendly and never harsh on her subordinates, which is why the driver dared to ask.

"No, she’s not," Zi answered lightly.

Zi and Situ Ya indeed weren’t close. Combined, they’d only met on the 1st, 3rd, 5th, 7th, and 9th times, right?

It was nine times, right?

Zi couldn’t remember either.

The driver then asked, "Sir, is this young lady someone you fancy?"

Zi then said, "Not really, I’m not familiar with her."

Driver: "..." Ha, stop pretending! Taking advantage of someone and still saying you’re not familiar!

How had he not realized that the Great National Division was such a gentlemanly rascal in front of him!

One thing on the outside, another on the inside!

Crafty, so crafty!

Just when the driver was about to say something else, Zi went on, "Guang, stop chatting and speed up! The typhoon is about to hit."

The driver immediately said, "Okay." No sooner had the words left his mouth than he sped up.

But inside, the driver was ranting how the Great National Division’s pretense disease was getting worse and worse—he was obviously concerned about the young lady in his arms, yet insisted on saying a typhoon was about to hit!

When he was carefree in the rain just now, he didn’t seem worried about a typhoon, did he?

Now he’s all of a sudden concerned!

Ha, men!

It seemed the driver had forgotten that he too was a man...

The sedan quickly stopped at the Guoshi Residence.

Before the driver could even open the door, Zi had already rushed inside with Situ Ya in his arms.

The driver was stunned!

So that Great National Division really cares about that young lady, yet insists on saying the opposite, claiming they’re not familiar!

Look!

Got slapped in the face, didn’t he?

Zi was used to being on her own, so she didn’t hire any servants.

She carried Situ Ya straight upstairs, shoved her into the bed covers, but then upon second thought, stuffing someone in all wet like that was definitely not right! That would surely cause health issues! Situ Ya was already showing signs of a fever as it was.

What to do?

With the difference in genders, surely it wouldn’t be appropriate for him to change her clothes, right?

That won’t do!

A true man stands tall and upright—how could he change clothes for a woman!

Besides, it would tarnish Situ Ya’s reputation.

Thinking this, Zi silently put down the buttons he’d unfastened halfway and quietly fastened them back up for Situ Ya.

What if Situ Ya woke up and made him take responsibility for her? Wouldn’t that mean he’d both lose his wife and his soldiers?

No, no!

That’s too much of a loss!

Zi patted Situ Ya’s cheek and said softly, "Lin Yuya, wake up and change your clothes!"

Lin Yuya’s face was a flush of red with no response.

"Little Lin, get up and change your clothes! Sleeping in wet clothes is bad for your health!"

"..."

"Little Jade, wake up!"

"..."

"Little Ya, get up and change your clothes! Wake up! Little fool? Little dwarf? Little madcap? ..."

"..." Situ Ya still had no response.

Zi looked at Lin Yuya and sighed.

If that’s the case, he would have to, simply have to, just call Brother Jin! Ask Brother Jin for help!

After all, there isn’t much distance between the Guoshi Residence and the imperial palace.

With that thought, Zi dialed Chu Jin’s number.

It took a long time for the call to be answered on the other side, and Zi started, "Jin, are you at home?"

It took Chu Jin a while to answer the call, "Yes, I’m at home. What’s up?"

Zi hesitated before speaking, "Are you busy right now? I have a favor to ask of you."

"Not busy. What is it? Just tell me."

Zi continued, "Jin, can you come over to my place right now? It’s quite urgent."

Upon hearing this, Chu Jin immediately said, "Okay, wait for me, I’ll be right there." Zi rarely asked for help, so it must be no small matter since he did today.

So, Chu Jin left Mo Zhixuan behind in a hurry and dashed out the door.

Mo Zhixuan: "..."

Zi Qi, my 50-meter long sword is ready!

You’re on your own!

Tomorrow, I have to beat that little brat Zi Qi to death!

Mo Zhixuan silently got up and walked to the restroom.

Meanwhile, Chu Jin arrived at the Guoshi Residence in no time at all.

It took less than ten minutes from start to finish.

When she arrived, Zi was already waiting downstairs. Seeing Chu Jin, Zi ran over excitedly, "Jin, you’ve arrived!"

He just knew Jin was the best, that Jin wouldn’t leave him hanging!

"Zi, what’s wrong? Why did you rush me over here?" Chu Jin looked at Zi with concern.

Zi said with a smile, "It’s not me, it’s someone else. Jin, come with me. I have a friend who seems to be sick, and it’s not looking good."