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

A young and beautiful woman from a prestigious family getting together with a man more than 30 years her senior—what is this if not aging fetishism?

Wang Zhou then realized that the person lying next to him was not Shen Chumo, but Murong Xue.

Murong Xue was both ashamed and angry, and shouted at the bodyguards, "What are you all standing there for? Throw these people out!"

The bodyguard, assuming the woman was Shen Chumo, remained standing still.

Murong Xue then realized that she had fallen into a trap set by Shen Chumo, and despair and anger intertwined in her eyes.

Reporters surrounded the room, bombarding the two people on the bed with questions.

Shen Chumo stood not far away, looking at the chaotic scene in the room, a faint smile appearing on her lips, before she left the hotel with light steps.

By the time the bodyguards noticed, the reporters had already taken photos of the two from every angle, and some astute reporters had even secretly sent the photos to their colleagues, urging them to publish articles immediately to grab attention.

Topics such as Murong Xue and Wang Zhou's hotel incident and the wealthy heiress's aging fetish immediately topped the trending searches.

Major media platforms were abuzz with discussion, and netizens' comments flooded in:

[Holy crap! Murong Xue always acted so aloof, but she actually likes this kind of thing?]

[Wang Zhou is almost fifty, right? This age difference is disgusting!]

[The rich really know how to have fun; this is practically a father-daughter relationship!]

Downstairs at the Emperor Hotel, Jiang Haihe stared wide-eyed at the trending topic: Wang Zhou and Murong Xue? How could it be Murong Xue?

Jiang Haihe felt a chill run down his spine when he thought of the look in Shen Chumo's eyes as she drank the orange juice. Could it be that all of this was planned by Shen Chumo?

Meanwhile, Shen Chumo was leisurely sitting in a coffee shop, scrolling through the trending topics on her phone.

She took a sip of her coffee and sent a message to the number saved as Qin Ze's contact: "Ze, you can start acquiring the remaining shares of the Murong Group now."

Shen Chumo sold several antique vases from her spatial storage and quickly raised 50 million yuan, which she then transferred to Qin Ze.

The phone vibrated quickly; Qin Ze had sent a message: "Chu Mo, how did you do that?"

Qin Ze is the most mature and intelligent of the five. He successfully entered Tsinghua University by skipping grades at an early age, and started his own business while in college. His future is bright.

Qin Ze, who should have had a bright future, was left with a lifelong disability because of her. Thinking of this, Shen Chumo's eyes dimmed a little, but she quickly regained her spirits. She could not let these things happen again.

[Aze, it's inconvenient to chat on the phone. I'll tell you all about it when the five of us get together another day.]

Qin Ze frowned slightly upon seeing the message, then sighed and replied: "Okay, you must tell us if anything happens."

Don't worry, Aze, I will.

Qin Ze looked at the photo of Shen Chumo with a bright smile on his phone wallpaper, and his eyes softened a little.

He stood before the French windows, sunlight streaming onto his handsome profile, but failing to illuminate his eyes, which held a deep well of worry.

"Chu Mo, are you planning to shoulder everything alone again this time?" He murmured to himself, his slender fingers unconsciously stroking the armrest of his wheelchair.

My phone suddenly vibrated; it was a group message from the other three people.

[Zhou Ye: Holy crap! Did you guys see the trending topics? That bitch Murong Xue finally got her comeuppance! @ShenChuMoMoMo is awesome!]

[Lin Lin: Chu Mo is so handsome! But won't this cause too much of a stir? What about the Murong family...?]

[Lin Chuan: Chu Mo, call me anytime if you need help with the cleanup.]

Qin Ze looked at the lively discussion in the group and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He quickly typed: [Chu Mo has a plan; we just need to do as she says. I'll handle the acquisition of the remaining shares of the Murong Group.]

After sending the message, he dialed a number he hadn't contacted in a long time: "Uncle Li, it's me, Qin Ze. Yes, I want to use the funds my father left behind..."

At the Emperor Hotel, Murong Jing looked at Murong Xue, who was sobbing incessantly, and clenched his fist.

"Enough!" he shouted angrily. "The eldest daughter of the dignified Murong family, schemed against to this extent, and you still have the nerve to cry?"

Murong Xue shuddered in fright, her makeup ruined by tears, and her carefully styled curly hair disheveled.

She sobbed as she tried to explain: "Brother...it was clearly that bitch Shen Chumo..."

"Shut up!" Murong Jing suddenly stood up, looking down at Murong Xue.

"Xiaoxue, your father ordered you to stay home for a month, why did you run away here?"

"I...I'm not reconciled!" Murong Xue roared, "Shen Chumo has ruined me so much, why can she go to school and live a good life! And what about me! Jing Tian wants to break off the engagement, and I can't even go to school, brother! I'm really not reconciled!"

Murong Xue, after all, was Murong Jing's beloved younger sister for many years. Seeing her sister's hysterical state, she sighed with complicated emotions.

He knelt down and gently wiped away Murong Xue's tears: "Xiao Xue, don't you understand? We never intended to let Shen Chumo go. Do you think she's just an ordinary high school student?"

We don't even know who's backing her. Dad and I are investigating. Your rash action now will only disrupt our plans.

Upon hearing this, Murong Xue immediately panicked.

"Then what should I do now?"

Murong Jing turned to look at Wang Zhou beside him, who gave a sinister smile.

“Nephew, we were all tricked by Shen Chumo and Jiang Haihe. Don’t worry, I won’t let them get away with this.”

Murong Xue pursed her lips, feeling disgusted at the thought of being photographed lying next to such a greasy old man.

Although nothing actually happened between her and Wang Zhou, and Shen Chumo didn't completely undress her, it's undeniable that Wang Zhou took advantage of the chaos to touch her.

She just doesn't dare to say it now.

Wang Zhou then looked at Murong Xue, reached out and patted her shoulder, feigning concern, and said, "Xiao Xue, Uncle Wang knows you've suffered the most injustice in this matter. Don't worry, Uncle Wang will definitely help you get justice."

Murong Xue shrank back, as if she were being held in Wang Zhou's arms. Murong Jing sensed something was wrong and pulled Murong Xue back.

“Uncle Wang, the online public opinion is very unfavorable to us right now. We should go back to the company as soon as possible to deal with this matter first, and then we can discuss how to deal with Shen Chumo.”

Wang Zhou was somewhat dismissive. He was already quite adept at handling these kinds of scandalous news. If it weren't for the Murong family's influence, he wouldn't have bothered with such trivial matters.

Wang Zhou narrowed his eyes. "Nephew, this is easy. I'll have the PR department issue a statement immediately, saying it's fake news about AI face-swapping."

Then get the media to take this down, and I guarantee you won't see any news about it online tomorrow.