Chapter 659: 661, come with me (second shift)

The diamonds on the hem of the skirt sparkled dazzlingly under the light.

Luo Yu became more and more satisfied as she watched, and the arc at the corner of her mouth became increasingly pronounced.

Seeing this, the young maid immediately fawned, "Eldest Miss, you look really beautiful in this dress. You’re like a fairy descending to earth. The chief is sure to be captivated to death by you."

"Really?" A look of pride flashed in Luo Yu’s eyes.

Sweet flattery is always pleasant to hear.

The maid nodded hurriedly, "Of course, it’s true. You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever seen. Those ladies from prominent families can’t even cast a shadow in your presence. Even Miss Mu Xianxian isn’t one-tenth of a percent as beautiful as you. If it weren’t for your late return, that top beauty spot wouldn’t have fallen to Mu Xianxian."

Having spent a lot of time with Luo Yu, the maid had a thorough understanding of Luo Yu’s temperament and always spoke straight to her heart.

Luo Yu picked up a pair of outdated earrings and passed them to the maid, "This is for you. As long as you’re loyal and handle the tasks I give you properly, you’ll be well rewarded in the future."

"Eldest Miss, rest assured about my work," said the maid as she took the earrings, greed flashing in her eyes as she pocketed them. "That matter, I guarantee it will be taken care of flawlessly."

"Good," Luo Yu nodded in satisfaction, "Then I’ll await your news."

As she spoke, Luo Yu appeared to remember something and then looked up, "Remember to find a few more men, the older, the better."

At these words, a vicious light flickered in Luo Yu’s eyes.

Little bitch, this time, you’re dead for sure!

Upon hearing this, the maid’s eyes flickered with confusion and she said uncertainly, "Eldest Miss, I’ve already secured five men. Do we need more?"

"Then add five more," Luo Yu said while doing her eyebrows. "After it’s done, remember to take a lot of photos to plaster all over the streets and alleys."

Ten men.

Heh, even if that bitch doesn’t die, she’ll probably end up paralyzed from the waist down.

"Okay," the servant continued, "Eldest Miss, about the expenses..." the implication was clear without her finishing the sentence.

Luo Yu casually picked up a card, "Here’s two hundred thousand, is that enough?"

"That’s more than enough," the maid said, smiling widely as she took the gold card.

With the additional one hundred thousand given by Luo Yu earlier, that made a total of three hundred thousand. Even calling in twenty old men would be more than sufficient.

The maid would be able to skim a lot of benefits for herself from this.

She wondered just what that woman had done to offend the Eldest Miss so much.

To go as far as bringing in ten old men to attend to her, this woman was going to suffer.

You have to wonder, why would anyone offend the Eldest Miss?

A gleeful look flashed in the maid’s eyes.

Luo Yu glanced at the maid and then warned, "Make sure they do a clean job, don’t leave any trail behind, or else, along with you, I’ll make sure you never see the sunrise the next day."

Frightened by the words, the maid shuddered then assured, "Rest assured, Eldest Miss, the people I have found are very experienced. They’ll take care of everything cleanly without leaving a trace."

"As long as you know what you’re doing," Luo Yu picked up a lipstick and applied it to her lips, pursing them slightly.

In the mirror, the maid’s hands weaved through her hair, preparing to style it into a princess bun.

Luo Yu frowned slightly, as though remembering something, and said, "Don’t do it up like that. Just braid two plaits on each side for me."

"All right." The maid abandoned the idea of a princess bun and began braiding two strands of hair at the front of Luo Yu’s head.

Once the maid finished braiding, she looked at Luo Yu in the mirror and gasped inwardly.

Wasn’t this hairstyle the same as that woman’s?

Upon closer inspection, there seemed to be a resemblance between the Eldest Miss and that woman in the eyes and eyebrows.

That woman referred to Chu Jin.

Luo Yu was highly talented in drawing; she could replicate anything she had seen with a likeness of over 99%.

Seeking revenge on Chu Jin, she naturally needed to provide a picture.

Without a photo of Chu Jin and ignorant of Chu Jin’s background, she could only draw Chu Jin’s appearance.

After dressing up, Luo Yu and the maid made their way downstairs.

Downstairs, Zhao Yan had been waiting in the living room for Luo Yu.

What Luo Yu had not expected was that Chu Xiu was also at home.

Seeing Chu Xiu made Luo Yu feel somewhat guilty.

She knew that Chu Xiu had never acknowledged her as a sister. Otherwise, Chu Xiu wouldn’t call her "Luo Yu sister."

But what does it matter if Chu Xiu objected?

As long as Zhao Yan liked her, that was enough.

At that thought, any trace of insecurity vanished from Luo Yu’s eyes. She straightened her back and stepped elegantly down the stairs as though she truly were the great miss of the Chu family.

"Mom, Xiu," Luo Yu greeted them proactively.

"Luo Yu sister," Chu Xiu nodded with a smile, "you’re so dressed up, where are you going?"

Luo Yu smiled and said nothing, turning her gaze to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan, catching Luo Yu’s gaze, quickly said, "Of course, we’re going to your brother-in-law’s house. Oh, Xiu, will your brother-in-law be home today?"

Chu Xiu hesitated briefly, then nodded, "He should be at home. Auntie, what brings you to my brother-in-law’s place?"

Chu Xiu remembered that Luo Yu seldom visited the Mo family. Why the sudden visit today?

Moreover, she was dressed so flamboyantly.

She couldn’t be harboring some inappropriate intentions, could she?

Chu Xiu’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Zhao Yan was just about to speak when Luo Yu immediately followed up, "Of course, we’re going for a visit. Xiu, are you coming too?"

"Then you guys go ahead," Chu Xiu scratched her head, "I still have other things to tend to."

Luo Yu had always been quiet before; this time, it should just be a simple visit to the Mo family.

It shouldn’t be like what I imagined.

"Okay," Luo Yu nodded, "Your matters are important. You can go over to Brother Mo’s side anytime you want."

"We’ll be leaving first then, Xiu, see you." Luo Yu walked towards the door, arm in arm with Zhao Yan.

"Be careful on your way," Chu Xiu stood up and escorted the two to the main gate, "By the way, Sister Luo Yu, what perfume did you spray today? It smells really good."

Upon hearing this, a faint smile appeared on Luo Yu’s face as she said, "Xiu, you might have smelled it wrong. I never wear perfume."

It wasn’t that she never wore perfume, just that she hadn’t worn any today because Luo Yu discovered that her dress naturally emitted a faint fragrance, which was very pleasant.

Upon hearing this, something seemed to flash quickly through Chu Xiu’s mind.

So quickly.

So fast that before she could grasp it, it had already disappeared.

The old manor of the Mo family wasn’t far from the Chu Family’s residence.

About 2 minutes later, a black car stopped in front of the Mo family’s main gate.

Out from the car stepped the elegant lady Zhao Yan and the dressed-up Luo Yu.

The guard at the gate respectfully ushered them in.

"Madam Chu, Miss Luo, please come this way."

Upon hearing the words "Miss Luo," Luo Yu’s features twisted slightly.

In the Chu family, those servants all respectfully called her "Young Miss," but in the Mo family, they had reduced her to "Miss Luo!"

Could it be that they were unaware she was now the young miss of the Chu family?

Luo Yu could threaten those servants in the Chu family to call her "Young Miss."

But in the Mo family, she couldn’t threaten anyone.

So, she could only let these people call her "Miss Luo."

Although she was resentful inside, she still maintained a smiling, happy face on the surface.

The Mo family estate was very large.

After all, it was the residence of a leader in the Superpower World; extremely luxurious, grand, solemn, more than ten times larger than the Chu family estate.

Luo Yu covertly observed everything around her, but the thought of soon becoming the mistress here made her heart flutter with excitement.

Her heart raced.

When that time comes, she would see if these servants still dared to call her "Miss Luo!"

About 10 minutes later, the two of them had walked from the side yard to the main house.

"Aunt Yuan!" The woman coming towards them was a young short-haired woman dressed in a military uniform, looking vibrant and spirited.

"Qingyi." Zhao Yan smiled and took Mo Qingyi’s hand.

Mo Qingyi led Zhao Yan inside, "Aunt Yuan, why didn’t you say you were coming in advance, so I could have arranged for someone to pick you up?"

All this time, ignoring Luo Yu.

Mo Qingyi has always disliked complicated interactions.

And Luo Yu was clearly not a simple person.

Faced with Mo Qingyi’s disregard, Luo Yu wasn’t embarrassed. She affectionately linked arms with Zhao Yan, a graceful and gentle smile on her face.

What was Mo Qingyi anyway?

She would have to be married off sooner or later.

What did it matter if she didn’t like her?

As long as Mo Zhixuan liked her, that was all that mattered. So Luo Yu didn’t give Mo Qingyi a second thought.

The three of them walked together to the drawing room.

Zhao Yan looked around; not seeing the Lady Mo, she opened her mouth to ask, "Qingyi, where’s your mother?"

Zhao Yan hadn’t forgotten the purpose of today’s visit.

Jin’s lifelong happiness was in her hands. Once this matter was settled, she could finally put her mind at ease.

Mo Qingyi, while peeling an apple, said, "My mother is chanting scriptures in the Buddha hall. I’ve had someone notify her, and she should be coming soon."

Ever since moving back to the Superpower World, Lady Mo had been chanting and praying in the Buddha hall every day, spending her entire day inside. Unless it was important, she wouldn’t leave.

"Alright," Zhao Yan nodded, "There’s no rush."

Mo Qingyi quickly finished peeling an apple and handed it to Zhao Yan, "Aunt Yuan, have an apple."

"Thank you, Qingyi," Zhao Yan took the apple with a smile, then handed it to Luo Yu, "Jin, eat the apple. Eating more apples is good for your skin."

In Zhao Yan’s heart, Jin must have suffered a lot in the past to finally come back to her side, so she subconsciously wanted to give all the best things to Jin.

However, she could never have anticipated that the person beside her was not Chu Jin at all,

But rather, an ingrate.

"Thank you, Mom," Luo Yu said sweetly, taking a bite of the apple.

"Silly child," Zhao Yan patted Luo Yu’s head, "What are you thanking your mom for?"

Seeing this.

Mo Qingyi’s expression changed.

This Luo Yu.

Her ambition was not small.

It seemed she aimed to be more than just an apple.

She appeared to truly believe she was Chu Jin.

At that moment,

the old Madame Mo walked out from the inner room.

Within a year, the old Madame Mo had grown much thinner, her cheeks were full of wrinkles, and her hair, now white, was all tied up behind her head; she wore a grey linen buckled shirt, with a string of Buddha Beads in her hand.

Despite her simple attire, she could not hide the innate nobility and prestige she exuded.

Luo Yu could ignore Mo Qingyi, but she could never ignore the old Madame Mo, after all, she would have to live with this old lady in the future.

She was to be her mother-in-law.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was particularly important.

"Auntie," Luo Yu said with a smile as she stood up and walked over, half-supporting the old Madame Mo’s arm.

"Hmm," the old Madame Mo nodded lightly, her expression unchanged. She had been a devout Buddhist for years, and a faint scent of sandalwood surrounded her, leading Luo Yu subconsciously to think that this was an elderly person who would be easy to deceive.

She was sure she could keep the old Madame Mo completely in the dark.

At this thought, Luo Yu’s face was full of smiles.

"Little Yan, when did you come over? Have you been feeling better lately? Does your head still hurt?" the old Madame Mo asked with concern as she sat down next to Zhao Yan.

Zhao Yan patted the old Madame Mo’s hand, "Mother-in-law, don’t worry, I’m doing well. Jin is a good child; she takes very good care of me, I don’t have any problems with her around."

"That’s good, that’s good," the old Madame Mo turned and looked at Luo Yu, with a look of approval in her eyes, "You’ve been working hard."

The old Madame Mo had not interacted much with Luo Yu.

For the time being, her impression of Luo Yu wasn’t bad. For someone unrelated by blood to Zhao Yan to take care of her to this extent was quite remarkable.

With a gentle smile, Luo Yu said, "As her children, it’s our duty to take care of our mother, so it’s not hard. Auntie, you’re too kind with your words."

Upon hearing this,

the old Madame Mo slightly furrowed her brows.

Luo Yu’s standing in her eyes plummeted.

Had Luo Yu already forgotten who she was?

From her words, was she intending to completely replace Chu Jin?

The old Madame Mo didn’t continue the conversation but instead turned to Zhao Yan and said subtly, "Little Yan, the peonies in our back garden have bloomed. I’ll take you to see them."

Seeing that the old Madame Mo didn’t pick up on her topic, Luo Yu’s expression darkened a bit.

Was it her imagination?

Why did she feel that the old Madame Mo didn’t seem to like her much?

Was there something she had done wrong?

Or was there something inappropriate about her makeup?

It was said that in top-notch families like the Mo family, dress and appearance were of utmost importance.

But her makeup today seemed fine, didn’t it?

Luo Yu couldn’t help but touch her face.

It shouldn’t be.

Before getting out of the car, she had checked specially; her makeup was exquisite and charming, without any issues at all.

"Mother-in-law, let’s postpone the flower viewing," Zhao Yan said with a smile, "I’ve come today because there is an important matter I’d like to discuss with you."

In all these years, Zhao Yan had never asked her for anything. Seeing her like this, there must be something serious she needed from her.

If it was within her capabilities, the old Madame Mo would do it.

The old Madame Mo continued, "Little Yan, just say what it is. We are family; talking about ’discussions’ is too formal."

Upon hearing this,

a hint of a smile emerged in Luo Yu’s eyes.

Now that the old Madame Mo had said such words, it meant this matter was as good as settled.

Her marriage to Mo Zhixuan could be decided today.

"Here’s the thing..." Zhao Yan carefully considered her words, speaking slowly, "Mother-in-law, look, both children have grown so much, don’t you think it’s time to put certain things on the agenda?"

Zhao Yan gently patted Luo Yu’s hand, then continued, "Jin can hardly wait, I don’t know what you and Zhixuan think? Personally, I think it’s a good idea to arrange the wedding date sooner. Zhixuan is no longer young, don’t you want to hold a big fat grandson early?"

Zhao Yan’s words were very clear.

The old Madame Mo and Mo Qingyi were not fools, they understood Zhao Yan’s meaning, which was none other than wanting Luo Yu to replace Chu Jin to marry Mo Zhixuan!

A case of using a fake to create confusion.

But,

how could Mo Zhixuan possibly marry Luo Yu?

Even if Luo Yu looked like Chu Jin, she wasn’t Chu Jin, and couldn’t replace her.

Nowadays, Zhao Yan’s mind wasn’t clear, her thoughts were confused, her consciousness muddled, and she listened only to Luo Yu.

So, it must have all been Luo Yu’s instigation in front of Zhao Yan.

She never expected this woman to have such a high ambition.

She even had her sights set on Mo Zhixuan.

What did she really think she was?

Madam Mo glanced sideways at Luo Yu, her gaze sharp as a knife.

A woman of unknown origin delusively thinking of entering the Mo family!

Completely oblivious to the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!

The position of Madame Mo can only be securely held by Chu Jin—no one else.

Madam Mo used to think Luo Yu was a simple and quiet girl, not realizing that she was so calculating.

She really misjudged her.

Luo Yu’s heart trembled, frightened by the piercing look from Madam Mo.

Just a benevolent old lady.

How could she have such a terrifying gaze?

Could it be that she was dissatisfied with herself as a daughter-in-law?

Impossible, right?

Especially since she was even more beautiful than Chu Jin.

Now that Zhao Yan liked her so much, treating her like her own daughter, there was no reason for Madam Mo to look down on her.

A flicker of worry passed through Luo Yu’s eyes as she tugged on Zhao Yan’s sleeve, as if to remind her of something.

Looking at the two, Zhao Yan spoke up again, "Mother-in-law, Qingyi, what do you think of this matter? Or do you feel that our Jin is no longer a good match for Zhixuan?"

The last sentence carried a hint of threat.

Zhao Yan of the past would never have said such a thing.

"No, no," Madam Mo quickly replied with a smile, "Little Yan, we didn’t mean that. Jin is so outstanding; if anyone is not worthy, it’s our Zhixuan who isn’t worthy of her. We just think that we need to think this over more carefully. After all, Jin is still young, and Zhixuan has just taken office. Nothing has stabilized yet. We, the Mo family, also don’t want to aggrieve Jin."

These words were merely to comfort Zhao Yan.

If Zhao Yan realized Luo Yu was not Chu Jin and suffered a relapse, the consequences would be dire.

Mo Zhixuan could never marry Luo Yu, yet they could not let Zhao Yan discover the truth, so Madam Mo could only resort to buying time.

Zi Qi had said.

Just one year from now, Chu Jin would appear in the Superpower World.

Now, the time was almost upon them.

Madam Mo believed that Chu Jin would definitely return.

Upon hearing this, Luo Yu let out a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she had thought the Mo family was reluctant to recognize the marriage.

After all, Mo Zhixuan was now the leading figure in the Superpower World, and the disparity between the Mo family and the Chu family was not slight.

Apparently, the Mo family and Mo Zhixuan were just concerned they would be treating her unfairly.

She knew there was no reason for Mo Zhixuan not to like her.

The corners of Luo Yu’s downcast eyes were filled with smug satisfaction.

Zhao Yan said with a smile, "Mother-in-law, there’s no need to be so formal. We’re all one family. There’s no such thing as aggrievement. As a mother, seeing my children happy is all I wish for..."

Just then, the "click-clack" sound of military boots echoed from outside the door.

Mo Qingyi stood up, interrupting Zhao Yan and Madam Mo’s conversation, "Ah! It must be my brother returning."

Upon hearing this, everyone inside the room turned their gazes toward the door unanimously.

There he was, approaching against the backlight, dressed in a high-end, tailor-made uniform, his features exquisitely defined as if carved by a knife, exuding an irresistible aura of a king.

With every step, he commanded the wind.

His silvery hair, under the sunlight, refracted an unusual glow.

Far from making him look aged, the silver hair heightened his mystique and aloofness, adding vivid highlights to an already stunning visage.

It was as if he had descended from another realm.

Luo Yu watched him, her gaze full of infatuation.

Mo Zhixuan, stepping inside, greeted the two elders with utmost politeness.

Luo Yu, watching Mo Zhixuan closing in, stood up, her face flushed with slight shyness as she spoke softly, "Mo Brother, you’ve returned."

Following Luo Yu’s movement, a light fragrance entered Mo Zhixuan’s nostrils.

Like plum, akin to orchid.

Fresh and pleasant.

As addictive as poppies.

Mo Zhixuan’s pupils contracted, as he looked down at Luo Yu and spoke coldly, "Come with me."

That scent surely emanated from Luo Yu.

To be precise.

It was from the dress Luo Yu was wearing.

With that, Mo Zhixuan turned and headed upstairs.

Luo Yu paused for a moment before following Mo Zhixuan’s steps, her face showing a look of flattered surprise.

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