Rebirth: CEO's Sweetheart Reaches the Life Pinnacle!-Chapter 693 - 610: The Joke Seen by Li Si

This car just came off the production line not long ago, and it’s the first of its kind making an appearance domestically. So, those who understand cars are gathering around it, taking photos.

At this moment, not far away, separated by a few cars, the argument between Li Fei and Yao Meiling was attracting people’s attention.

Curious onlookers, seeing the two young women in such a state, hurried over to watch the commotion.

As a result, more and more people gathered here. People have a herd mentality—passersby who didn’t know what was happening also quickly joined in to find out.

So, before Li Si and the others could even reach the parking spot, the bodyguards following behind them noticed the huge crowd encircling something in the distance. Immediately becoming alert, they quickly moved to protect Leng Mochen and Li Si.

With so many people, it’s the easiest place for unexpected incidents to happen!

Li Si glanced that way in surprise. "What’s going on over there? Why is there such a big crowd?"

She guessed that with all the luxury cars parked nearby, perhaps there had been a fender bender?

Leng Mochen, with his arm wrapped around her shoulder, strolled forward casually and said lightly, "Don’t bother with it!"

He was the type of person who disliked watching drama the most. Whatever was happening to others had nothing to do with him.

Unless it was someone dear to him—only then would he worry for her, and even then, he would never truly stop being concerned for her.

Sometimes, he thought to himself how much he must owe this girl from a past life.

Li Si smiled and nodded. "I’m just curious!"

She was just an average person, alright? When there’s drama, of course, she wanted to know what was going on.

Leng Mochen casually retorted, "Curiosity killed the cat!"

"Get lost!" Li Si laughed and playfully scolded him. "Fine, I won’t look then!"

As they got closer, they could already hear the sharp voice of a woman shouting curses.

A large crowd was also gathered near their car, so the bodyguards stepped forward politely to make them move aside.

Groups of people reluctantly dispersed, but their curious and envious gazes lingered on the stunningly beautiful man and woman.

This was truly the ride of the wealthy elite!

Leng Mochen ignored everything, completely unbothered by the stares. He was already used to such attention. After their marriage, Li Si was beginning to adapt as well, so she didn’t feel much about it.

One of the bodyguards quickly opened the back door of the car. Just as Li Si was about to get in, a hoarse female voice rang out loudly, "Fuck your mother! Li Fei, I’ll fight you to the death!"

Li Fei?? That Li Fei she knew?

And also... why did the voice of the woman shouting sound a bit familiar?

Li Si glanced at Leng Mochen. "An old acquaintance?!"

What a coincidence. Just a few days ago in North City, Li Guozhi had reminded her that Li Fei’s family had come to Beijing and told her to be cautious.

And now, they were actually running into each other here?

And to top it off, it was during a public argument involving Li Fei!

Leng Mochen glanced at her and said, "Let’s go take a look!"

Since they ran into it, how could he not indulge a little in the drama?

Besides, he could see the schadenfreude in Li Si’s eyes—and from that look, he could tell she was probably jumping for joy inside, eager to watch Li Fei make a fool of herself.

Li Si playfully stuck out her tongue and affectionately linked arms with Leng Mochen. "Let’s go!"

Watching Li Fei’s embarrassment? That was a must. Though she had already won out in every encounter with Li Fei since her rebirth, seeing the downfall of an enemy never got old to her.

After all, back when she had already died in her last life and was but a wandering spirit, she overheard Li Fei and Zhang Meihua speaking about her late father and herself with such disdain. Their tone and expressions had etched a lasting hatred into her heart.

Not to mention, her own miserable past life wasn’t just her fault—this mother-daughter duo was partly to blame.

Had they not repeatedly bullied and schemed against her, taken her father’s inheritance, tricked her family out of their house, and left her destitute and dependent on others for so many years...

The most infuriating part was that even though it was Li Fei who stole Meng Zijun, she turned around and painted Li Si as the delusional one endlessly pining for him.

How utterly laughable. How infuriating. How tragic?

At the start of this life, when she had just been reborn, she was still carrying over her weak, gullible personality from the previous one—a doormat, a saint. Luckily, she met Leng Mochen, a man who was also reborn.

And through him, she slowly changed, becoming tougher and stronger.

Li Si spaced out for a moment, her mind traveling through past and present lives. But in truth, it all happened just in the blink of an eye before she regained her composure.

The bodyguards parted the crowd, creating a small passageway wide enough for the two of them to walk through.

Finally, they reached the front of the crowd. Standing near a red Ferrari, Li Si looked over and saw a pink-clad woman and a red-clad woman tearing into each other.

Upon closer inspection, those two were actually Li Fei and Yao Meiling?

What were these two doing together?

A thought suddenly struck Li Si, and she pieced things together almost instantly. Yao Meiling, Han Mingzhe, Li Fei?

So, back when Yao Meiling and Han Mingzhe got together, was there an unseen hand from Li Fei pushing things along?

Leng Mochen followed her line of sight. His eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold smile curled his lips.

He had already received information that Han Mingzhe was finally forced to stop pestering Zheng Huanxue, only then earning Zheng Zelin’s reprieve from his pressure on him.

And now seeing Yao Meiling and Li Fei arguing and brawling?

Some things didn’t even need guessing—plenty of details were already clear.

At this moment, Li Fei, who was being yanked by her hair and desperately fighting back, caught something out of the corner of her eye that sparkled.

Instinctively, she turned her head and looked—and her eyes widened in shock. "Li Si?!"

What was she doing here?

She saw Li Si dressed in a luxurious, golden gown, with her hair tied in an elegant updo. A diamond necklace glinted brilliantly on her neck, reflecting dazzling sunlight. That necklace was likely the thing that had caught her eye earlier!

Standing beside Li Si was that cold, tall man, accompanied by a few bodyguard-like figures protecting them.

At this moment, Li Fei felt suffocating anger filling her chest, leaving no room to breathe.

Why was Li Si able to live such a lofty, glamorous life while she, Li Fei, was here wrestling like a fishwife with a worthless woman like Yao Meiling, fighting publicly and drawing ridicule from onlookers?

Yao Meiling, who had previously been furious to the extreme, also noticed something off about Li Fei’s behavior and stopped pulling at her hair. Instead, she followed Li Fei’s gaze.

The sunlight hurt her eyes as well, and squinting, she saw Li Si standing at the front of the crowd with a playful smile on her face.

Next to her stood her cold-faced husband and the strong, intimidating bodyguards.

Yao Meiling’s knees went weak as she released the grip she had on Li Fei’s hair.

At this point, they were smart enough to figure out a lot of things.

She couldn’t help but admit to herself that when faced with that man’s ice-cold stare, she involuntarily shivered.

Likewise, Li Fei straightened her back as much as she could, doing her best to stand tall and proud.

There was a time when she had imagined over and over again meeting Li Si again—standing in front of her radiantly, living her best life, and making Li Si jealous with how well-off she was.

Though perhaps her life wasn’t as extravagant as Li Si’s, she hadn’t done too badly.

She had even secretly convinced herself that maybe her mother was right—that Li Si’s life as someone’s daughter-in-law might not be what it seemed, perhaps filled with quiet suffering, constantly walking on eggshells.

Li Fei might not have lived Li Si’s so-called life of luxury, but she had loving parents and now a wealthy biological grandfather to dote on her. So, in terms of freedom and happiness, Li Si wouldn’t be able to top her.

But now—what was she doing? Fighting like a shrew with a divorced, scandal-ridden Yao Meiling near a luxury car? While being ridiculed and watched by Li Si?