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

"Rong Jingtian." Shen Chumo suddenly took a step closer, and Rong Jingtian's throat tightened. "I don't care what your purpose is, but I hope you won't bother me anymore from now on."

As soon as Shen Chumo finished speaking, hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the library.

Shen Chumo glanced warily toward the entrance. Sure enough, several men dressed in black had blocked the exit of the ancient books section. The middle-aged man at the head of the group looked at Shen Chumo with a look of amazement.

But that quickly turned to regret: "Miss Shen, we've been looking for you everywhere."

Rong Jingtian stood in front of Shen Chumo, his voice deep and serious: "Who are you? What do you want? This is a school!"

Shen Chumo quickly assessed the situation; these people were clearly after her.

"I'll go with you." She suddenly spoke, her voice surprisingly calm, "but let him leave."

The leader of the men in black chuckled: "Miss Shen is quite straightforward, but..." He pulled out a pistol, "This Young Master Rong will probably have to come with us too."

Rong Jingtian's face turned deathly pale: "You...you know who I am?"

"Of course I know." The man in black sneered. "The young master of the Rong family, huh? Perfect, our boss also wants to meet you."

Shen Chumo secretly observed the positions and weapons of the group, and had already made a plan in mind.

She feigned fear, her voice trembling slightly: "Okay...we'll go with you, please don't hurt us..."

The man in black nodded in satisfaction and signaled his men to come forward and tie up the person.

School had been over for a long time, and there were hardly any people in the school. Shen Chumo and Rong Jingtian had their hands tied and left through an abandoned back door of the school.

Ji Linchuan, who was in the teaching building not far away, saw this scene. His fingers suddenly tightened, and his eyes behind his glasses instantly turned as cold as a frozen pool. He rushed out while taking out his phone to make a call.

Shen Chumo pushed into the black minivan, and Rong Jingtian was handcuffed to her side.

The carriage was filled with a strong smell of leather and rust. She looked down at the tips of the man's shoes and noticed dark brown water stains on the edges of his shoes—marks of seawater soaking.

"Where are you taking us?" Rong Jingtian struggled and rammed into the car door, but was hit hard on the back of the head with the butt of a gun by the man in black sitting in the front seat.

"You better behave yourself, or you'll regret it."

Compared to Rong Jingtian's fear, Shen Chumo sat quietly in the back without reacting. The man in black glanced at her in surprise.

"Miss Shen is quite sensible." The leader of the men in black chuckled, "Miss Shen is so beautiful, if you go to the boss and plead for her later, he might take pity on you and let you off the hook."

A cold glint flashed in Shen Chumo's eyes, but her expression remained calm: "Who is your boss?"

"You'll see when we get there." The man in black withdrew his hand, signaling the driver to start the car.

The car drove away from the campus and sped towards the suburbs.

Shen Chumo secretly observed the route while simultaneously feeling the tightness of the ropes around her wrists. These kidnappers were clearly not ordinary people; the ropes were tied with extreme professionalism.

Rong Jingtian broke out in a cold sweat. He never expected that he would be kidnapped in broad daylight at school.

The car drove onto a remote mountain road, and the surrounding scenery became increasingly desolate. Taking advantage of the bumps in the car, Shen Chumo discreetly rubbed the rope on her wrist with a metal plate.

"How much longer?" the leader of the men in black asked.

The driver glanced at the navigation: "Ten minutes to the pier."

The dock? Shen Chumo's eyes narrowed; it seemed the other party intended to take her away from Yuncheng.

We soon arrived at the dock, where the rusty iron stairs creaked underfoot.

Shen Chumo and Rong Jingtian were pushed and shoved onto the deck, the salty sea breeze carrying the smell of diesel fuel hitting them.

The sound of chains being dragged came from deep inside the cabin. Under the dim light, Murong Xue was playing with a dagger with her scarlet fingernails. Sitting next to her was a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, with half of a dragon tattoo showing on his suit sleeve.

Upon seeing the two of them captured, Murong Xue revealed a twisted smile.

"Shen Chumo! You've finally fallen into my hands."

"Xiaoxue! It's you!" Rong Jingtian exclaimed in surprise.

Murong Xue turned her gaze to Rong Jingtian and walked towards him. "Brother Jingtian, are you surprised?"

Murong Xue approached Rong Jingtian in her high heels, the sound of her heels striking the deck like the drumbeats of death.

She raised her hand to gently stroke his pale cheek, but her fingertips suddenly gripped his chin tightly: "When you saw me in trouble and didn't hesitate to break off our engagement, did you ever think about this day?! We grew up together, I always went along with you and indulged you, and this is how you treat me? Rong Jingtian, you're so cruel."

She suddenly burst into laughter, bending over with it. The diamond necklace on her chest gleamed coldly with the violent movement. She abruptly straightened up, her nails digging deeply into Rong Jingtian's flesh.

"Brother Jingtian, do you think I don't understand how tender your eyes are when you look at this bitch? You've been in love with her for a long time, and you couldn't wait to be with her after proposing marriage to me, didn't you!"

Seeing Murong Xue's frantic state, Rong Jingtian said with a heavy heart, "Xiao Xue, let me explain first."

The place was in complete chaos, while Shen Chumo had been staring at the man with the gold-rimmed glasses ever since she came in.

It was him! Lin Yuan! How could he be here now!

Lin Yuan could be considered her greatest enemy in her past life. Originally, two years later, after being tricked and drugged by Jiang Hai, she was given to Wang Zhou. She managed to escape by cutting her thigh with glass.

However, she accidentally bumped into Lin Yuan while fleeing, and from then on, she became Lin Yuan's forbidden descendant.

Lin Yuan originally only intended to confine her in the villa, but after she went on a hunger strike in protest, he agreed to let her live a normal life.

But whether she went to school or went out, Lin Yuan still had people following and monitoring her at all times.

He was the one who broke Qin Ze's leg, and also Zhou Ye's hand that held the scalpel.

Shen Chumo's pupils suddenly contracted, and her fingernails dug deeply into her palms.

She never expected to meet Lin Yuan here—the devil who imprisoned her for three years in her previous life.

"Miss Shen seems to know me?" Lin Yuan pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses, his gaze behind the lenses crawling over her body like a venomous snake.

Shen Chumo suppressed her surging hatred and said expressionlessly, "I don't know her."

He looked at Shen Chumo, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes, "I didn't expect Miss Shen to be so stunning. It's almost an insult to you to be standing in my dilapidated little cabin."

"Mr. Lin!" Murong Xue hurriedly interrupted, "We agreed that she would be under my jurisdiction!"

Murong Xue was somewhat anxious. She was terrified that Lin Yuan had taken a liking to that bitch Shen Chumo. She had spent tens of millions to establish a connection with Lin Yuan, and now he had been kidnapped by Shen Chumo without her father and brother's knowledge.

The goal is to make Shen Chumo wish she were dead.

Lin Yuan slowly adjusted his cuffs: "Miss Murong, you seem to have misunderstood something." He looked up, his gaze suddenly turning cold. "Here, I'm in charge."