Rebirth as the Riche Chapter 538, Anning (First Watch)

Chapter 538: 538, Anning (First Watch)

The car was fast, yet incredibly steady.

Mr. Mo’s car interior was very clean, devoid of any ssy incense.

Chu Jin lazily leaned back in her seat, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the rare peace.

Mr. Mo occasionally glanced at her, and as long as he saw her unhard visage, he felt very satisfied and fulfilled. The faint sunlight filtered through the window, casting a gentle halo on her face.

With both the sunshine and you here, it is the best thing in the world.

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped in front of the Mo family manor.

At the sa ti, Chu Jin opened her eyes, her clear pupils devoid of the usual grogginess of soone who just woke up, appearing quite lucid and transparent.

Mr. Mo had already leaned out of the car and walked around to open the door for her.

Just as Chu Jin was about to step out, she was suddenly lifted in a waist-hugging embrace. A faint scent of tobacco enveloped her senses, she cried out in surprise, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck, and scolded, "You scared

to death! What are you doing? Put

down right now, in broad daylight."

Who could have expected such an action without any forewarning?

In fact, even Mo Zhixuan hadn’t expected himself to suddenly pick her up. Once he touched her, he didn’t want to let go.

Love is a strange thing, like a blooming poppy, causing one to sink into it, unable to extricate oneself, to the point of forgetting oneself and neglecting to think.

The Mo Zhixuan of the past never imagined that he would have such a day.

"Jin," Mo Zhixuan suddenly lowered his gaze to look at her, his dark eyes deep yet warm.

"Mhmm, I’m here." Chu Jin slightly squinted her eyes, looking towards him, with faint sunlight and his reflection in her eyes.

The expressions of both were very serious, each only seeing the other.

Mo Zhixuan looked at her, his sexy Adam’s apple sliding up and down a few tis, then slowly uttered three words, "I love you."

The unexpected confession made Chu Jin freeze completely.

An airily delivered trio of words, yet each laden with a magic that turned them into boulders, smashing into her heart’s lake, rippling outwards and unsettling the calm for a long ti.

Thump—

Thump—

What echoed in her ears were the sounds of a fierce heartbeat, steady and strong.

In front of the person you deeply love, no one can resist those three words.

"Yes, I love you too," Chu Jin’s eyes curved, her enthralling peach blossom eyes reflecting his image.

Those softly spoken four words could rival the most beautiful sound in the world.

There’s nothing better in this world than your love being reciprocated by the one you love.

Looking at the girl in his arms, Mo Zhixuan felt a montary daze...

As Mr. Mo’s gaze began to darken, Chu Jin spoke to explain, "That... I haven’t..."

Having stayed almost three days inside a detention cell, apart from a simple wash on the first night, she hadn’t touched water the other two days, nor had any basic hygiene; it being the peak of sumr, her body inevitably had a certain odor, and it was indeed generous of Mr. Mo to still embrace her so tightly.

"I don’t mind."

"Mmph..." The rest of her words were swallowed by him completely.

"Cough cough." Just then, a harsh coughing sound suddenly filled the air.

Chu Jin imdiately reacted, her complexion turning slightly red, she hastily pushed Mo Zhixuan away, jumped down from his embrace, straightened her clothes, and stood to the side, lifting her gaze to the sky as if to pretend that nothing had happened.

Mo Zhixuan’s complexion wasn’t looking good, slightly grim.

Chilliness emanated all around him.

Ice-cold.

Mo Qingyi shivered, cautiously walked around Mo Zhixuan, and approached Chu Jin. Holding her arm with a nervous expression, she said, "Jin, are you alright? I heard you were locked up in a detention center, it scared

to death! Luckily I was smart and thought to call my brother."

Speaking of which, Mo Zhixuan really works efficiently! It was just a few hours ago he was still in the United States.

"It was you who called and notified Zhixuan?" Chu Jin asked, raising her eyebrows slightly.

"Yeah," Mo Qingyi nodded, then shook her head, "Actually I notified my mom, and then my mom notified my brother."

Chu Jin continued to ask, "Did you tell anyone else about this?"

She always felt that Song Shiqin showing up at the detention center wasn’t so simple.

Could it have been Mo Qingyi who told him?

"No," Mo Qingyi shook her head, "Apart from my mom and brother, I didn’t even tell Xinran. What’s the matter, Jin? Is there a problem?"

Smiling faintly, Chu Jin replied, "It’s nothing, I was just asking," but her mind was busy pondering who exactly had notified Song Shiqin.

Considering Song Shiqin’s appearance, he must have co in a hurry, even his military uniform wasn’t changed.

But apart from herself, only Mo Qingyi knew about this.

Could it be... Chu Tian?

If it really was Chu Tian who had soone notify Song Shiqin, then the problem was serious!

It was quite obvious that Song Shiqin did not recognize Chu Tian.

If it really was Chu Tian who notified Song Shiqin, then she must have known beforehand that she had connections with Song Shiqin.

She knew that if anything happened to her, Song Shiqin would definitely not sit idly by, so she made arrangents in advance. As soon as there was trouble, soone would be sent to find Song Shiqin.

That’s why she had called and asked her to attend Chu Songhe’s morial service.

Because Chu Tian knew that once she was put into the detention center as a suspect for murder, Song Shiqin’s capabilities would surely get her out.

If that was indeed the case, then Chu Songhe’s death was undoubtedly connected to Chu Tian.

From attending the morial service to being questioned by the police, to being locked up in the detention center, and then to Song Shiqin coming to the rescue – it was all part of Chu Tian’s plan.

What kind of person was Chu Tian, after all?

How could she understand her so well?

It seems that she had misjudged Chu Tian from the start; she was not a weakling at all.

The real weaklings were Chu Songhe, Zhou ilin, and their children.

They had always been manipulated by Chu Tian.

Brave indeed, to sche against everyone, even turning her plans on herself!

Chu Jin’s eyes narrowed slightly, a chill flashing within them. In the fiery heat of June, she sohow managed to convey a bone-chilling cold.

Seeing her like this, Mo Qingyi couldn’t help but shrink her neck, "What’s wrong, Jin?"

When Jin got serious, it was indeed quite intimidating, matching Mo Zhixuan in that respect.

It proved that old saying: A family doesn’t co together without reason.

Mo Zhixuan just watched her silently, his deep, phoenix eyes unreadable as if lost in thought.

"It’s nothing," Chu Jin ca back to her senses, holding onto Mo Qingyi’s arm with a casual tone, "Let’s go inside. I want to take a shower first. I haven’t bathed in three days, and I feel filthy!"

Hearing this, Mo Qingyi sniffed her vigorously, "You don’t stink though, I think you sll quite nice. Hey, Jin, what brand of incense do you use? It slls really good!"

Actually, Mo Qingyi had been wanting to ask for quite so ti now what brand of incense she used! It was truly fragrant, not like it had been chemically processed, a faint natural scent reminiscent of orchids, plums, and also bamboo – particularly intoxicating.

"Incense? What incense? I never use those things; they’re too much trouble," Chu Jin sniffed her arm, "How co I can’t sll what you’re talking about? Are you sure you’re not being sarcastic?"

After three days without a bath, for Mo Qingyi to still sll a fragrance? She really was hard-pressed!

"Holy crap! It’s not body fragrance, is it?" Mo Qingyi was utterly shocked! Damn it! Being pretty is one thing! Having a great figure is another! Being able to fight is yet another! And now there’s even a natural body scent! Damn it! Is this even human?"

Chu Jin patted her forehead and joked, "Maybe I’m the reincarnation of Fragrant Concubine, you never know."

"Then who’s my brother? Qian Long? Haha—" Mo Qingyi’s train of thought was rather unique; ntioning the Fragrant Concubine imdiately made her think of Qian Long.

Chu Jin slightly arched an eyebrow, teasing, "That analogy is quite vivid."

The age difference between them probably wasn’t much different from that between the Fragrant Concubine and Qian Long, right?

He’s Qian Long?

Qian Long was old enough to be Fragrant Concubine’s father!

Was he really that old?

Of course, Mr. Mo was just grumbling to himself, daring to be angry but not daring to speak.

The two of them continued to laugh and chatter on their way into the house, leaving Mr. Mo looking like an outsider.

Once inside, Chu Jin headed straight to the third floor to take a shower.

The elder Mrs. Mo was busy in the kitchen, and Mo Qingyi went over to help.

After the shower, she went downstairs with Mo Zhixuan.

When they reached the living room, the food was already laid out on the table.

Having not eaten for two days, saying she wasn’t hungry would be a lie. The tantalizing aroma made Chu Jin unable to control the primal hunger within her; just as she was about to grab a chicken leg and start feasting, her hand was blocked.

More precisely, it was Mr. Mo’s hand.

"Have so winter lon soup first. Eating too much greasy food on an empty stomach isn’t good," Mo Zhixuan said calmly as he scooped up a bowl of winter lon soup and passed it to Chu Jin.

Mo Qingyi, sitting beside them and sowhat dissatisfied, picked up a chicken leg and gnawed on it, "Brother, when will you care about

like that? I’ve already eaten two chicken legs!"

Mo Zhixuan looked her up and down, then nodded thoughtfully, "Mmm, indeed, it’s ti to lose so weight!"

Holy crap! Since when did her brother beco such a sharp-tongued person?

Mo Qingyi was stuck with the chicken leg in her mouth, not knowing whether to swallow it or spit it out. Since the start of the vacation, she had been eating and drinking wildly, without any control, and had already gained 5 pounds! Her face was starting to look a bit round.

Love is indeed a strange thing! It can even turn soone as aloof as Mo Zhixuan into soone like this! That’s terrifying!

So, for that entire evening, Mo Qingyi lingered around the vegetable section.

She could only watch helplessly as the elder Mrs. Mo kept adding all kinds of ats and delicious foods to Chu Jin’s bowl.

While serving the food, she also comnted, "Jin, eat more, look how skinny you are! You should learn from Qingyi, see how good she looks; she’s as plump as a little pig, obviously in excellent health, unlike you, who could be blown over by a gust of wind."

Chu Jin, unable to refuse such hospitality, picked up a shrimp and placed it in the elder Mrs. Mo’s bowl, "Auntie, please have so too."

Mo Qingyi’s heart bled as she poked at the greens in her bowl with discontent, "Mom, when did I ever get fat? I’m obviously quite thin, okay?"

At a height of 164 cm, 110 pounds wasn’t that fat, right? There were others who were fatter than her!

Mo Qingyi comforted herself inwardly.

"Not fat at all," the elder Mrs. Mo said as she looked at Mo Qingyi, comforting her, "Not fat at all, our Qingyi is skinny like a monkey."

Mo Qingyi’s heart ached even more. She looked towards the elder Mrs. Mo with so helplessness, "Mom, let’s just eat, don’t we always say that we should concentrate on eating and not talk during als?"

It seed that ever since Brother Jin arrived, that rule had been forgotten.

It had to be said, Brother Jin had a significant influence on Mo Zhixuan and the entire Mo family.

The elder Mrs. Mo smiled and said, "When did our family ever have such a rule? No talking at the dinner table? That wouldn’t feel like a family dinner at all. Wouldn’t you agree, Jin? Qingyi is getting stranger by the day!"

Mo Qingyi: "..."

The al ended in a cheerful atmosphere.

After eating, the elderly Mrs. Mo once again engaged in conversation with Chu Jin and Mo Qingyi.

Three won put on a show.

Despite her advanced age, the elderly Mrs. Mo’s thoughts were not old-fashioned, and the three enjoyed chatting together, with laughter often emanating from the living room.

Mo Zhixuan was responsible for serving tea and water to the three won, and he even took on tasks like peeling sunflower seeds and cracking walnuts.

Ti flew by.

In the blink of an eye, a month had passed, and within that month, aside from going to the crossroads for tarot readings, Chu Jin spent the rest of her ti at the Mo family’s residence.

She felt very comfortable living at the Mo family’s place, which felt like ho to her.

During this period, she and Mo Zhixuan stayed in the sa room, but their relationship was strictly limited to cuddling in sleep. In truth, everything that should have happened did, except for taking that final step.

Chu Jin truly admired Mr. Mo’s self-control; at crucial monts, he always managed to apply the brakes in ti.

That day, Mr. Mo, as usual, dropped Chu Jin off at the crossroads, but this ti he didn’t leave imdiately. Instead, he got out of the car with her. "Jin, please don’t work so hard in the future, okay? As Mrs. Mo Zhixuan, you don’t have to be in the spotlight. I will support you from now on. You just need to be the beautiful lady of the Mo Group. You be as beautiful as a flower, and I’ll make the money to support the family."

He had wanted to say this for a long ti.

But he had been holding it back.

You be as beautiful as a flower, and I’ll make the money to support the family—that’s the life many won dream of.

Unfortunately, she couldn’t.

Because she needed to survive.

Even if one day she no longer needed to rely on the power of faith to live, she would not give up tarot reading.

Because tarot reading had beco a part of her life.

It was the Tarot cards that gave her a second chance at life, so she intended to use the Tarot cards to help even more people.

"What if I say no?" Chu Jin looked up at him. "Tarot reading is my work, my interest, and even more, my passion. I can’t abandon it. Let

put it this way to you: as long as I live, I will continue tarot reading. Would you despise a fiancée who is in the public eye and lives off tarot readings? If so, there’s still ti to say it now."

She was serious, her eyes devoid of any hint of jest; she was never one to drag things out.

If he truly minded, then there was only one path left for them.

Mo Zhixuan chuckled lightly and raised his hand to ruffle her hair. "What nonsense are you talking about? I’m just worried that you’re working too hard! As long as you like it, no matter what you do, I will support you."

Chu Jin raised an eyebrow slightly. "Really?"

"Of course," Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly.

Chu Jin looked at him, her eyes forming crescent moons, bright and enchanting. "Thank you." Having said that, she hugged his lean waist.

Thank you, Heaven, for letting

et soone as wonderful as you.

Mo Zhixuan extended his arms to hug her back. "Silly girl."

At the crossroads, there was a black rcedes parked, and the man sitting in the driver’s seat witnessed everything.

Seeing the scene before him, his heart ached.

It felt as if it was being torn apart.

For the past month, he had pushed aside all public duties and appeared here punctually every morning, arriving at sunrise and leaving at sunset.

This man was Song Shiqin.

To avoid being noticed, he changed vehicles every couple of days.

Sotis it was an ordinary Volkswagen, other tis it was a business van, and sotis a BMW. Luckily, since this area was a parking zone, no one noticed him.

He deliberately kept a low profile, to the point that even Mo Zhixuan didn’t detect him.

What Song Shiqin didn’t know was that there was soone else who would arrive half an hour earlier than him and park their car here, staying with him, waiting the entire day.