Chapter 233: 233 Spare Anyone from Heaven (First Update)

By the end, Zheng Chuyi lifted her eyes to look at Chu Jin.

Her beautiful, delicate willow-leaf shaped eyes were completely red, the surrounding area swollen, tears streaked her face, and with that swollen, bruised wound on her forehead, she appeared utterly pitiable, invoking a sense of unwilling sympathy.

"Ninth Sister-in-law, can you forgive me?" Zheng Chuyi tried hard to squeeze out a smile towards Chu Jin, her gaze filled with expectation. Her typically gentle voice was now laced with hoarseness, as if her emotions might collapse at any second.

She, the unrivaled beauty of the Superpower World, had never before stooped so low.

The humiliation she suffered today would be claimed back in full measure one day.

As for Zheng Chuyi, Chu Jin harbored little fondness for her, the degree of which had even dipped into the negatives.

From their first meeting, to the second, and the third, Zheng Chuyi had been filled with animosity and hostility towards her.

If Chu Jin had truly been an ordinary person, she would have ceased to exist after their first encounter.

Even now, Zheng Chuyi’s words were still loaded with hidden meanings.

Her tone might sound sincere and remorseful, but there were ulterior motives hidden beneath.

This kind of person, with a scheming heart and a beautifully deceptive shell, was internally poisonous to the extreme.

Not to be closely associated with.

But then again, one does not lash out at a smiling face.

So, in that moment, Chu Jin merely lifted her chin slightly, her crimson lips curving into a faint smile, dimples shallow, the cold light in her eyes intensifying as she spoke in a clear, distinct voice, "To acknowledge one’s faults and to be willing to correct them is most commendable. I hope Miss Zheng’s words today are truly heartfelt."

Her demeanor was somewhat flamboyant, with an air of extraordinary elegance, resembling that of an elder schooling a junior, carrying the aura of someone accustomed to a high-status position which did not feel out of place, as if it were her natural state.

Upon hearing this, the smile on Zheng Chuyi’s lips stiffened for a moment.

The hands hidden in her sleeves clenched into fists, nails digging deep into her flesh, leaving traces of blood on her pale skin.

This lowly commoner dared to speak to her in such a way!

How dare she! It should have been Chu Jin’s greatest honor that Zheng Chuyi had condescended to apologize to her; yet, Chu Jin still had the audacity to speak to her like this.

Hearing Chu Jin’s words, the old Madame Mo also caught a flash of insight in her eyes.

To be awakened by a word from a dream, it had to be said that today’s Zheng Chuyi was vastly different from her usual self.

Could a person really change so drastically overnight?

It wasn’t just the old Madame Mo who thought this; Tong Zhi, who had been deeply moved and lost in past emotions, also lifted her eyes thoughtfully to look at Zheng Chuyi upon hearing those words.

Feeling the change in the gazes of those around her, Zheng Chuyi bit her lip resentfully, unable to believe that the sorrowful atmosphere she had worked so hard to create had been ruined by a single sentence from this commoner!

A heart full of envy felt as though it had been scorched by fire, both painful and sour, anger and agony reaching their peaks.

She absolutely could not allow herself to be defeated by this commoner, nor could she let all her prior efforts be in vain!

She had to regain control of the situation.

With that thought, Zheng Chuyi’s expression of remorse grew even more fervent, and the tears that had stopped began to flow once more.

Her hoarse voice, now threaded with sobs, echoed in the air.

"Ninth Sister-in-law, rest assured, this time I truly realize my mistake. There is not a single falsehood in what I said today," Zheng Chuyi said as she held up three fingers and continued, "If there is even half a lie in my words today, then let me be struck by lightning, and may I never..."

Before Zheng Chuyi could finish, Chu Jin swiftly interrupted, "There’s no need for vows, Miss Zheng. As long as you can live with your conscience, that is enough. After all, the Heavenly Dao sees everything – what goes around, comes around. A smart person like Miss Zheng doesn’t need further explanation. As long as you are clear within your heart, that’s fine."

Listening to Chu Jin’s words, Zheng Chuyi wished she could pounce on her and tear her to shreds. Just a commoner, yet how dared she speak to her like this! What gave her the right to adopt such a condescending tone!

One day, she would trample this lowly commoner beneath her feet and tread on her ruthlessly!

Although this was what she thought, Zheng Chuyi still maintained a regretful facade, "Rest assured, Ninth Sister-in-law, from now on I will turn over a new leaf. I won’t disturb you and Ninth Brother’s life again. I hope you both will be happy."

Having said this, she moved her feet lightly, stepping back twice, lifting her eyes to survey everyone in the room.

Only then did Zheng Chuyi slowly begin to speak, her eyes revealing a profound reluctance, "Ladies and gentlemen, Chuyi bids you farewell today. I do not know when we shall meet again, perhaps never in this lifetime. I hope you all live well. Goodbye."

With those words, she turned and left, the breeze lifting a swatch of her red dress.

Her tears-soaked gown trailed behind her, painting a melancholy picture.

As she turned away, the angle invisible to the others, Zheng Chuyi retracted the facade of remorse from her face, revealing spite, fury, and resentment that twisted her features.

The eyes shaped like willow leaves were cold as ice.

She hadn’t expected that, at a time like this, not a single person would speak up to keep her from leaving.

Subconsciously, she slowed her pace, yet no words of reluctance or persuasion echoed in her ears.

She had thought that by initiating the departure herself, someone from the Mo family would at least try to keep her.

After all, she and the Mo family had shared so many years of emotional bond.

If only one person had tried to keep her, perhaps she wouldn’t have needed to leave.

Alas, there was no one.

No matter how slowly she walked, not a soul spoke up in the end.

Not even a simple farewell blessing was offered.

The elderly Madam Mo watched the red figure and sighed softly.

After all, she was a child she had raised herself; she hoped that this time Chu Jin was truly repentant!

And not just paying lip service!

"Alright, that’s enough," the elderly Madam Mo waved her chopsticks at the others, "It was just a small interlude, let’s continue with our meal. Zhixuan, remember to take Qingyi and Jin to school after breakfast; Uncle Ming won’t be driving them today."

Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly, "Alright."

The air returned to calmness, occasionally broken by the clear sound of clinking dishes and cutlery.

This conversation was overheard by Zheng Chuyi without missing a single word, and the harshness in her eyes intensified.

Just a small interlude?

Heh, was that all she meant to the Mo family, merely a little side story?

One day, she vowed to make the elderly Madam Mo take back every word she said today!

To the Mo family, to Mo Zhixuan, she was never just a minor episode!

The night of extreme yin was approaching, and by then, it will be the elderly Madam Mo begging her earnestly!

Without her, how would Mo Zhixuan get through the night of extreme yin?

With that lowly commoner?

Thinking this, Zheng Chuyi’s lips curved into a smug smile.

She looked forward to that day!

After breakfast, Mo Zhixuan picked up the car keys and drove them to school.

Mo Zhixuan was leading the way.

Mo Qingyi linked arms with Chu Jin as they walked behind him; young girls together always seemed to have endless topics to discuss.

Hearing the occasional laughter like silver bells coming from behind, Mo Zhixuan’s mood inexplicably improved as well.

Once in the car, Chu Jin and Mo Qingyi sat in the back, continuously chatting and laughing together.

Mo Zhixuan suddenly understood the truth of ’three women make a drama.’

Just two girls were this chatty, let alone three women; they would likely blow the roof right off the car.

If it were any other day, such a noise in his ear would have him ruthlessly kicking the person out, but today, for some reason, he felt that this noise wasn’t so bad.

"Hey, Jin, your shoelace is undone," Mo Qingyi’s gaze suddenly dropped to Chu Jin’s feet.

Chu Jin instinctively looked down and saw that the laces were indeed untied, so she immediately bent over to tie them.

The dress was round-necked; while not low cut, the neckline wasn’t high either. The moment she bent over, Mo Qingyi was almost stupefied.

To think Chu Jin was so unassuming normally, looking like a weak puff of wind could knock her over, yet she was hiding such a secret! That had to be at least a C+ cup, right?

Looking down at her own flat chest, Mo Qingyi sighed softly—ah, the pain that could not be spoken! Chu Jin was a C+ while she was barely an A—.

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