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

Even though Murong Xue humiliated her like this, she didn't dare to say a word.

Murong Xue gave a disdainful laugh, then turned to look at Shen Chumo.

"However, there is an even more shabby one here."

Murong Xue stood up and circled around Shen Chumo, looking her up and down.

"This clothing is probably not one of those cheap, 9.9 yuan items sold online with free shipping. Even my dog ​​wouldn't wear this kind of material."

She suddenly reached out and grabbed Shen Chumo's sleeve, scoffing, "Look at this stitching, it's all crooked and messy, did you pick it up from the trash can?"

The socialites around her laughed along with Murong Xue, and some of them took out their phones to take pictures of Shen Chumo, with flashes going off one after another.

Jiang Ping stood in the crowd with a gloating, fake smile on her face. Seeing Shen Chumo being ridiculed by Murong Xue, she finally felt a little better.

Serves you right for being so arrogant.

Shen Chumo looked down at the rumpled hem of her clothes and suddenly chuckled.

"I've heard that the Murong family is known for its strict family rules. Murong Xue, do your parents know how ill-mannered you are outside? People who don't know you would think you're some kind of empty-headed gold digger who only cares about comparing clothes, shoes and men. What else do you know? You're nothing like a rich family's daughter."

Murong Xue's smile froze instantly, and the private room fell silent because of Shen Chumo's words. Murong Xue was used to being fawned over, and she couldn't bear such an insult.

"Shen Chumo! You're asking for it!" Her diamond-encrusted fingertips almost poked Shen Chumo's face. "You're nothing but a cheapskate who climbed the social ladder by relying on men—"

"Snapped!"

Shen Chumo's slap landed on Murong Xue's face with a whooshing sound, and the dazzling crystal chandelier reflected the coldness in her eyes, making it even sharper.

Murong Xue's earlobe was torn by the impact, and the pearl earring rolled into the champagne glass, splashing the wine onto the hem of her custom-made dress.

Your mouth is dirtier than your doghouse.

"Shen Chumo, are you crazy?" Jiang Ping screamed. This was Murong Xue. If they offended Murong Xue, their Jiang family would be finished.

Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the private room, her eyes filled with fear and panic.

Shen Chumo glanced coldly at Jiang Ping, her gaze as if she were looking at a ridiculous clown.

"Sister Jiang Ping, why are you saying that about me?" Shen Chumo's voice carried a hint of grievance.

"Didn't you bring me here on purpose to say that Murong Xue and the others bullied you? I'm just helping you get revenge."

Jiang Ping stared wide-eyed at Shen Chumo in disbelief. She hadn't expected that the other party would be so shameless as to distort the facts.

"Shen Chumo, don't talk nonsense! You're the one who provoked Miss Murong, what does it have to do with me!"

Jiang Ping's voice trembled, filled with shock and anger. At this moment, she only wanted to sever ties with Shen Chumo as soon as possible, fearing that Murong Xue would take her anger out on her.

Shen Chumo sighed softly, her eyes full of innocence. "Sister Jiang Ping, how could you say that? I've always treated you like my own sister. When I heard you say that Murong Xue and the others bullied you, I couldn't stand it and acted impulsively. I was only doing it for you."

As Shen Chumo spoke, her eyes were still slightly red, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Murong Xue covered her swollen face, her eyes burning with anger.

"You both deserve to die!"

The others also reacted, and Murong Xue's sister Zhou Meimei said angrily, "Shen Chumo, do you want to die? How dare you hit our Xue'er! Why don't you grab those two right now?"

At Zhou Meimei's command, the girls who usually fawned over Murong Xue quickly swarmed around from the corner of the private room, trying to grab them.

"Xue'er, I really didn't do it. You have to believe me. It was all that bitch Shen Chumo who framed me on purpose." Jiang Ping cried out, her voice trembling.

Murong Xue snorted coldly, "You dare to call me Xue'er? Jiang Ping, do you really think you can be my sister?"

The girls who had gathered around looked at Jiang Ping with more contempt and disdain after hearing Murong Xue's words.

They were just following Murong Xue to bully others, and they didn't take Jiang Ping, a nobody, seriously at all.

"What are you all standing there for? Hold those two down!" Murong Xue roared again, her eyes filled with malice.

The girls then realized what was happening and reached out to grab Shen Chumo and Jiang Ping.

Shen Chumo's eyes turned cold. She quickly dodged a girl's pull and kicked her in the knee.

The girl cried out in pain and fell to the ground clutching her knees.

Everyone was startled by what they saw.

Shen Chumo's eyes were sharp as an eagle's, coldly sweeping over the restless girls around her. Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable air of authority.

Seeing that Shen Chumo dared to resist, Murong Xue's anger intensified. She shrieked, "All of you, get her! If I don't teach her a lesson today, I, Murong Xue, am not Murong!"

Incited by Murong Xue, the girls swarmed forward again.

Shen Chumo moved nimbly, dodging left and right, like a black phantom weaving through the crowd.

Her movements were clean and efficient, and every strike accurately hit the opponent's vital points.

Several more girls were kicked to the ground by her, screaming in pain.

Seeing this, Zhou Meimei was so anxious that she jumped up and down. She grabbed a glass vase from the table and smashed it at Shen Chumo.

Shen Chumo sensed the danger, dodged to the side, and the vase flew past her shoulder, smashing against the wall with a "bang".

"You bitch, I'll teach you a lesson today!" Zhou Meimei was furious and threw away the broken pieces of the vase in her hand, lunging at Shen Chumo.

Shen Chumo remained calm and waited for Zhou Meimei to approach before delivering a sudden elbow strike to her abdomen.

Zhou Meimei's face turned deathly pale. She clutched her stomach and squatted down, groaning in pain.

Shen Chumo stepped forward and stomped on Zhou Meimei's head, grinding it twice.

Zhou Meimei screamed, "Ah! Shen Chumo, you bitch, I'll fight you to the death!"

She flailed her arms wildly in the air, trying to grab Shen Chumo's feet, her eyes filled with madness and resentment.

When Jiang Ping and the others saw Zhou Meimei's miserable state, they turned pale with fright. They originally thought that Shen Chumo was just a soft persimmon that could be bullied by others, but they did not expect her to be so powerful.

Shen Chumo said slowly, "Zhou Meimei, you risked your life to stand up for Murong Xue, but your good friend has been hiding in the back the whole time. She didn't even dare to fart when she saw you being beaten."

"Oh, right, there was the yacht party last month. You and Murong Xue both fell into the water. Everyone rushed to save Murong Xue. After she was rescued, she didn't even glance at you, who were still in the water. She just focused on tidying herself up and went back to her room. That's your best friend."

Zhou Meimei's struggling movements suddenly froze. Murong Xue realized something was wrong and hurriedly came out to explain.

"Shen Chumo! Stop trying to sow discord!" Murong Xue rushed forward, but stopped abruptly half a meter away from Shen Chumo.

“Meimei, don’t listen to her nonsense! We’ve known each other for so many years, don’t you know me well? Isn’t my word more credible than that of a stranger? Besides, she didn’t even attend the yacht party, how would she know these things?”

"Of course, it was my dear sister Jiang Ping who told me when she came back." Shen Chumo glanced at Jiang Ping, and Jiang Ping's hair stood on end.