[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-rebirth-of-a-village-girl":3,"chapter-rebirth-of-a-village-girl-rebirth-of-a-village-girl-chapter-300":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Rebirth of a Village Girl",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1318070,1750,"Chapter 301: 103: A very important person! _4","rebirth-of-a-village-girl-chapter-300",300,"\u003Cp>Chapter 301: 103: A very important person! _4\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was dressed in a black trench coat, a subtly glowing cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. His chiseled features concealed in the darkness of the night were somewhat elusive, but his entire being radiated a sense of mystery and elegance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was Mr. Mog!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emotions surged in Zheng Xianjing. Quickly, she brushed her wind-blown hair hastily. But, in the next second, her smile froze on her lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn’t that Mo Qishen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it be possible that Mo Qishen was actually Mr. Mog?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Mo Qishen was indeed Mr. Mog, then how could she explain what happened last time?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Zheng Xianjing could react further, two more figures slowly emerged from the darkness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Mo Baichuan!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Relief washed over Zheng Xianjing. She had known all along that a useless man like Mo Qishen couldn’t possibly be Mr. Mog.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The real Mr. Mog must be Mo Baichuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring Li Xianxian, Zheng Xianjing walked directly up to Mo Baichuan, “Brother Baichuan.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xianjing, why are you still here this late?” Mo Baichuan frowned slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xianjing was six years younger than Mo Baichuan. Plus, the Mo and Zheng families had always been close. Hence, she and Baichuan had practically grown up together and shared a sentimental bond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Baichuan had always treated Zheng Xianjing like a younger sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xianjing continued, “Our car broke down, and the driver has gone to get it repaired. Could you give me a ride home, Brother Baichuan?” As she finished her sentence, she gently pulled Baichuan’s sleeve, looking like a helpless kitten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With her decent looks, this gesture only heightened her appeal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xianxian, standing next to Mo Baichuan, was left grinding her teeth in irritation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was a woman. Couldn’t she see what Zheng Xianjing was trying to do?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How shameless!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She, the legitimate girlfriend, was standing right next to Mo Baichuan, yet this little wench Zheng Xianjing had the audacity to flirt with him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Zheng Xianjing stopped considering her, the official girlfriend, at all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go. I’ll take you home,” Mo Baichuan cast a glance at Zheng Xianjing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Brother Baichuan.” Zheng Xianjing sidestepped Li Xianxian, reaching out to hold on to Baichuan’s arm directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xianjing had no fear of Li Xianxian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Xianxian was just an unwanted orphan, not worth Zheng Xianjing’s consideration at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it was time to board the car, Li Xianxian made the first move, opening the front passenger seat and hopping in, leaving the back seat to Zheng Xianjing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once her seat belt was fastened, Li Xianxian turned to Mo Baichuan, demonstrating her understanding, “Baichuan, a guest is a guest. Why don’t we drop Xianjing off at home first?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Baichuan nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What a considerate guest!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xianjing looked at the back of Li Xianxian’s head, narrowing her eyes slightly. It turned out she had underestimated Li Xianxian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This woman was much more cunning than she had imagined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jeep sped along the highway when a black sedan whisked past them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car window was half open, and for a moment, Zheng Xianjing thought she spotted a familiar profile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was it Mo Qishen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Zheng Xianjing looked up, the black car had already disappeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She must have seen wrong. The car that had just sped past was a luxury imported car. Even the Zheng family didn’t have the means to acquire such a vehicle. Could a small fry like Mo Qishen afford one?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that thought in mind, Zheng Xianjing’s eyes filled with contempt once more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, Zheng Xianjing was right. The man in the car was indeed Mo Qishen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The driver was Wu Daming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sixth brother, you won’t be leaving again after this trip, will you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Qishen flicked his cigarette lazily, “Who knows. Has your family’s house been built yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Daming shook his head, “It’s under construction. Expected to be completed by June. By the way, Sixth sister-in-law’s house is also under construction, have you decided on a gift yet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Daming was trying to remind Mo Qishen that Ni Yang had not bought a house but was building one instead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only a simpleton like Mo Qishen would have bought a house…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The thought of Moshenshen pouring so much money into it made Wu Daming’s heart ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the time Mo Qishen was away from Beijing, he was oblivious to Ni Yang’s situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t miss her till now, but the moment she was mentioned, every part of Mo Qishen started to ache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t seen his wife for so long, how could he not miss her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Qishen took a deep puff of his cigarette, exhaling a ring of smoke, “Look out for imported refrigerators and washing machines.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wife’s beautiful hands certainly wouldn’t be subjected to the rough job of washing clothes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A refrigerator was also indispensable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With summer approaching, having a refrigerator would not only be convenient but would also allow access to cold drinks.\u003C\u002Fp>",834,"2026-06-05T19:00:05.988Z",1,"novelbin.me","ee8a2a04e97a292d461abac554533a11b7e4954ac93489b1940ef78e2f9da456","rebirth-of-a-village-girl-chapter-361","rebirth-of-a-village-girl-chapter-360",1410,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frebirth-of-a-village-girl-cover.jpg"]