Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic Woman Uses Her Stunning Beauty to Complete Missions

Clearly, clearly before, Jiang Shao still loved him very much.

She would lull him to sleep and tell him bedtime stories, just like any other mother; if he accidentally got hurt, Jiang Shao would gently hold him in her arms and softly comfort him.

She stood up for him when he was bullied and even personally trimmed his long hair...

But later everything changed drastically, and the house was filled with arguments all the time.

Later, he lost his father, and now he has no mother either.

Gu Xiyan closed his eyes, a tear rolled down his cheek, and fell onto the bed sheet, staining all his memories.

In the darkness, Gu Xiyan's phone rang with a "ding," a notification sound from WeChat.

Gu Xiyan fumbled for her phone, and as soon as she opened it, she saw the message at the top, which brought a touch of comfort to her desolate heart.

MO: I'm home. Goodnight.

It was just an ordinary greeting, but it comforted Gu Xiyan's heart. Gu Xiyan brought the phone to her lips and kissed it lightly.

Goodnight, Momo. Thank you, God, for letting me meet you.

After resolving the issue of annulling the engagement, Shen Chumo told Shen Guoan during breakfast the next morning that she could go to school that day.

Shen Guoan was a little worried that if his niece, with her looks, went to school, she might cause a commotion.

Seeing Shen Chumo's serious expression, she thought for a moment and said, "I've already spoken to the school. You can go to school whenever you want."

The educational philosophies in Country F and China are different, so Chu Mo, don't worry if you can't adapt at first, take your time.

Shen Chumo nodded obediently, "Thank you, Uncle. I won't force myself."

Madam Shen was very reluctant to part with Chu Mo. She had originally planned to take Chu Mo shopping today to buy her some clothes, but it seemed that she would have to postpone it for a few days.

The happiest person was Shen Lin, who danced with excitement, "That's great, sister! We can go to school together from now on!"

Shen Chumo smiled and replied gently, "Yes, I'm also looking forward to going to school with you."

Shen Lin covered her face shyly. Every time she listened to Sister Chu Mo speak, her heart would race. Oh no, could she have fallen in love with her? But she was a girl, and her own cousin at that.

What to do, what to do? Could she really be gay? Images inexplicably flashed through her mind. Shen Lin hurriedly shook her head. No, no, she couldn't defile her sister. Her sister was sacred.

Looking at her daughter's frantic state, and then at Shen Chumo, Madam Shen thought, "Forget it, we can't compare. We can't compare at all."

Sitting on the other side of the table, Lu Ziyin's eyes flashed with anticipation. Shen Lin was a year younger than them and was still in her second year of high school, but he and Shen Chumo were the same age and were both in their third year of high school. In that case, Shen Chumo would likely be in the same class as him.

After breakfast

Shen Chumo and Shen Lin got into the back seat of the car. Shen Chumo didn't have a school uniform, so she was wearing her own clothes. Today, she was wearing a light pink long dress, her waist was incredibly slender, and she wore a pair of matching strappy sandals.

She revealed her fair and slender ankles, as delicate as a swan, and her skin as smooth as snow jade. Her black hair cascaded down her back, and her face was absolutely stunning.

This outfit once again amazed Lu Ziyin and Shen Lin. Lu Ziyin sat alone in the front row, while Shen Lin sat next to Shen Chumo, excitedly telling him about various things at school.

This gave Shen Chumo a general understanding of Mingde Middle School. Each grade at Mingde Middle School is divided into international classes, advanced classes, and AG classes, totaling nine classes.

The term "international class" literally means that the students are preparing to study abroad, and the teaching is more diversified, with an emphasis on foreign language learning.

The other classes are categorized by academic performance, with the top-performing class (the "rocket class") and the lowest-performing class (the "G class").

Shen Chumo turned her head and asked, "Linlin, which class are you in?"

Um... this question... Shen Lin found it difficult to answer, and guiltily glanced away.

"She's in Class F," Lu Ziyin replied on Shen Lin's behalf.

"Lu Ziyin! Shut up! Who told you to say that?" Shen Lin didn't expect Lu Ziyin to expose her so directly, and yelled at Lu Ziyin, punching the back of Lu Ziyin's chair.

Oh no, her image in Sister Chu Mo's eyes is ruined!

Lu Ziyin turned to look at her, her tone somewhat irritating, "I'm telling the truth, anyway, Chu Mo will find out eventually."

"You don't need to tell me that!" This Lu Ziyin is really scheming. He just wants to compete with her for Sister Chu Mo. No way, she will never let this scheming boy Lu Ziyin get even one step closer to Sister Chu Mo.

Lu Ziyin pursed her lips, her face speechless, and she didn't intend to argue with Shen Lin.

Seeing this made Shen Lin even angrier, and she was about to open her mouth to curse again.

Seeing this, Shen Chumo quickly comforted Shen Lin, patted her shoulder, and said softly, "It's okay, Linlin. Being in Class F means you have a lot of room for improvement. Besides, you're only in your second year of high school, so you still have time. Just work hard in the future."

Shen Lin burst into tears and leaned on Shen Chumo's shoulder, her eyes blurry with tears. "Sister Chumo, how can you be so good? This is the first time I've met such a beautiful, kind, and gentle girl. I wish I were a boy, sob sob."

Mom, you gave birth to the wrong gender.

Lu Ziyin's eyes twitched when she heard the last sentence, and she scolded in a low voice, "Shen Lin, you'd better stop this."

Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you're Chu Mo's sister, saying whatever comes to mind.

Shen Chumo gently stroked Shen Lin's head, "Good girl, don't cry. Lu Ziyin, Linlin is young, you should be more tolerant of her."

“She’s only a year younger than me,” Lu Ziyin said, sounding a little aggrieved, her eyes glistening as she looked at Shen Chumo, trying to get some comfort.

“She’s a year younger, so she’s still a little sister. And as her older brother, isn’t it only right that you take care of her?” Shen Chumo said gently.

Lu Ziyin paused, lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes obscuring his pupils, making it impossible to see his expression. After a while, Lu Ziyin seemed to understand, and said in a low voice, "I understand, I apologize to you, Sister Shen Lin!"

Lu Ziyin emphasized the last two words. Shen Lin tilted her head, revealing half her face as she looked at him smugly, her lips silently saying, "Serves you right."

Lu Ziyin clenched her fists, then relaxed them, turned her head to look ahead, her whole body revealing disappointment.

Shen Chumo smiled slightly as she watched Lu Ziyin's retreating figure. In the original story, Lu Ziyin often spoke up for Yan Shanshan like this. Once she was in that unfavored position, how long could Lu Ziyin hold on?

Soon, the car stopped at the school gate. Shen Chumo patted Shen Lin on the back of the head, "Get up, we're almost at school."

Shen Lin gave an "oh" and reluctantly left Shen Chumo's shoulder.

She sniffed the air and said, "Sister, you smell so good! Did you wear perfume? It smells wonderful."

Shen Chumo shook her head. "I never wear perfume."

"Is that my sister's natural scent?" Shen Lin exclaimed. "A beauty is a beauty; even her scent is so unique."