Vicious female, sent five beastly husbands at the beginning

Chapter 371 The Realm of Illusion (Mo Jiao) 8
[This script: Adorable kids arrive, the runaway innocent girl dies, and the domineering CEO is filled with regret]
The scene shifts, and Xiao Jinsheng once again stands domineeringly in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

She looked out the window with disdain; the endless expanse of the view belonged entirely to her Xiao family's businesses.

Xiao Jinsheng raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose, feeling somewhat weary as he asked, "Butler, where is Mo Shoufu? Haven't we found him yet?"

"Ha, a man, you actually dare to run away." Xiao Jinsheng sneered, suppressing his anger: "This time, if I catch you again, I won't give you another chance to escape."

"President..." This time, the butler hesitated before replying.

"Mo Shoufu..." the butler sighed heavily, "has been dead for three days."

"What!" Xiao Jinsheng turned around in shock.

“When we found Mo Shoufu, we only found this newborn child in his cold arms.” The butler gestured with his hand.

Then a man in black brought a radish wrapped in a baby blanket to Xiao Jinsheng.

"President, a paternity test has been done, and this radish is indeed your and Mo Shoufu's child," the butler explained.

Xiao Jinsheng lowered his eyes and awkwardly met the gaze of Luo Bo Cai Cai, who also looked displeased.

"Is this...is this reasonable?" Xiao Jinsheng looked at Cai Cai in silence.

Even if it's a script for a child.

At least try to become a normal person.

If all else fails, transform into a snake.

"Impossible!" Xiao Jinsheng, holding a radish in one hand, swept his hand across the table, knocking all the documents to the ground.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and her hands trembled as she pressed them against the table: "How could Mo Baihua die! How could he die without my permission!"

"You!" Xiao Jinsheng pointed at the butler domineeringly: "Go and revive Mo Baihua right now!"

"He cannot be resurrected, but I will make you all pay with your lives—"

"President, he has passed away. Please accept our condolences." The butler spoke sorrowfully, ignoring the president's grief, and turned to leave.

The domineering CEO, filled with regret, collapsed to the ground, clutching the radish and suppressing his sobs.

This time, with the baby script in hand, CaiCai, who was forced to remain silent, could only watch Xiao Jinsheng perform.

There's no other way but to guess the galaxy map, we'll have to call on Mo Jiao.

Guess why I'm a baby!
Guess: Is it to seal me away? Or is it to target me?

Guess where @墨皎 has gone?
Xiao Jinsheng: @Mo Jiao, where are you?

Mo Jiao has not responded.

If it weren't for the covenant still being in effect, Xiao Jinsheng would have been genuinely worried that something had really happened to him.

It wasn't that Mo Jiao didn't want to go back.

Instead, he looked at himself at that moment and fell silent.

Mo Jiao leaned closer to the mirror and tugged at her long, snow-white hair.

A pair of purple eyes narrowed dangerously as she questioned the illusion system, "What are you up to now?"

[You are dead]
The Illusion System spoke ruthlessly.

Mo Jiao sneered: "Do you want to die?"

The Illusion System has discovered that very few of the players who entered the Illusion this time are normal.

There is no awe or respect for this system.

You were reborn.
[In your previous life, you were an innocent runaway, a domineering CEO who forcibly took you, and you also mingled with a flirtatious and dramatic woman. He got you but didn't know how to cherish you.]
[So, after the seductive, manipulative woman tricked the domineering CEO into humiliating her with illusionary points...]
[Disappointed with the domineering CEO, you were furious, leaving only you and the domineering CEO's adorable little radish baby.]
[Reborn into the body of Little Black Flower]
[Because Little Black Flower has a similar appearance to you, the domineering CEO who has become a regretful president will be reminded of her deceased Little White Flower whenever he sees you.]
[In this life, you need to win back the heart of the regretful CEO. After she falls in love with you, the innocent substitute, tell her that you are the real innocent girl and give her a surprise.]
"Are you sick?" Mo Jiao asked angrily.

This is the script.

If it weren't for the fact that the president was Xiao Jinsheng, Mo Jiao would have destroyed both the illusion system and the president.

"My hair, what happened to it!" Mo Jiao said in a deep voice.

So white it reflects light.

He's Black Snake!
[This is necessary for the plot; it will be restored once the script is completed.]
Explanation of the Illusion System: After all, Mo Jiao didn't really die, nor was she truly resurrected through a body.

It could only use a bit of illusionary power to dye his hair.

"Change back!" Mo Jiao shouted sternly.

With his hair turned white, how could he possibly show up in front of Xiao Jinsheng?

Doesn't Xiao Jinsheng like his naturally gradient dark purple hair?

[Players are requested to abide by the script rules]
The Illusion System took a hard line.

Mo Jiao was too lazy to argue with it and decided to check her own illusionary realm points first.

When he was playing the role of a runaway innocent girl, he already had 99 million points in the illusion realm.

But now, after being reborn, he only has 250 Illusion Points left in his card.

Mo Jiao's face immediately darkened.

[Please follow the plot; you will have a chance encounter with the Regretful CEO today.]
"A chance encounter?" Mo Jiao sneered disdainfully: "Divine Metal."

In his view, all the chance encounters were premeditated.

Until Mo Jiao was teleported outside the manor.

He saw a radish jump out of the stroller pushed by the butler, making a primal "ah ah woo woo" sound, and rush towards him.

Guessing that she was aiming at Mo Jiao, she was originally going to jump on him.

It felt uncomfortable if it didn't tease Mo Jiao once.

He deliberately moved to a slightly off-center spot and jumped into the mud puddle next to Mo Jiao's feet.

It's hard to believe that a perfectly good manor like the Xiao family's could end up with a mud pit.

But right now, it really likes mud puddle.

Mud and sewage were all splashed onto Mo Jiao's white dress.

Mo Jiao looked down and saw that the ends of her long white hair were covered in mud.

He fixed his gaze on Radish, who was covered in mud: "When you have time, go find a cat to fix your brain!"

“Waaaaah—” Cai Cai remained silent, only bursting into tears.

"Sir, I'm sorry." The butler quickly caught up and carried Radish Guess back to the stroller: "Our young master is a bit naughty."

"Sir, you're here for tonight's banquet too, aren't you?" After apologizing, the butler thoughtfully asked someone to lead the way: "Take this gentleman to change his clothes. All of his losses will be covered by the Xiao family."

“You guys…” Mo Jiao said, sulking.

But what he was facing now was the smug Cai Cai, the inhuman man in black, and the stern and meticulous butler of the CEO's family.

He realized that the three creatures in front of him were notoriously sick and difficult to deal with.

Mo Jiao could only hold a grudge against Cai Cai for now, and then turned around and followed the man in black to the guest room to change clothes.

"So alike! So alike!" Even after Mo Jiao had walked far away, the butler was still looking at his retreating figure and sighing.

Another man in black asked, "Butler, who does he resemble?"

"Shh," the butler warned dangerously, "That was the president's deceased beastly husband, someone the Xiao family forbids to mention."

"And also our young master, Luobo..." The butler's pained gaze fell on CaiCai: "His father who died young."

"Aaaaah—" Cai Cai got angry and did a somersault, sweeping mud all over the butler's face.

It opened its mouth and started yelling at the butler.

Your dad! Your dad!
I will never acknowledge a dead snake as my father!

Just as Mo Jiao finished changing her clothes in the guest room and was about to go to the lobby, she heard two furtive voices coming from the stairwell.

He instinctively crept closer to eavesdrop.

(End of this chapter)