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

Chapter 162 Metaphysical True and False Bronze Inscriptions: False Gold 12

He would rather have a quick end than be kept hanging on by this.

Shen Chumo smiled slightly and said, "Alright, Third Brother, this is your own request. Do you still remember Wuming?"

Nameless? Of course he remembered!

How could Shen Jiayi forget Wuming!

When Shen Jiayi was still an unknown figure in the e-sports circle, an unknown gaming friend always stayed by his side and encouraged him.

It was Wuming who helped Shen Jiayi continuously improve his gaming skills. Finally, when Shen Jiayi embarked on a professional career and his career was going smoothly, Wuming's game account was suddenly deleted, and he could no longer find him.

This incident caused Shen Jiayi to become very depressed.

Shen Jiayi's eyes lit up as he looked at Shen Chumo in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly as he asked, "You mean... you know Wuming?"

Shen Chumo smiled and nodded, saying, "That's right, Third Brother. I not only know Wuming, but I also know why he suddenly deleted his account."

Shen Jiayi grabbed Shen Chumo's arm urgently and said, "Tell me quickly, who exactly is Wuming? Why did he delete his account?"

Shen Chumo broke free from Shen Jiayi's hand and slowly said, "Don't rush, Third Brother. Not only do I know Wuming, but you know him too."

Shen Jiayi looked confused. "I know him?"

Shen Chumo hummed in agreement, looking at Shen Jiayi with a playful expression.

"Third Brother, do you remember that time when Sister Qianyu gave you a figurine of a game character for your birthday, and you smashed it? You even scolded Sister Qianyu for insulting your favorite game character?"

Because Shen Qianyu couldn't afford any official game figurines at the time, she bought some materials online and made one herself.

As a result, Shen Jiayi saw that the figurine was poorly made and assumed that Shen Qianyu had deliberately bought a counterfeit to humiliate him. So, in a fit of anger, he smashed the figurine and said a lot of insulting things.

"So you mean Wuming is Shen Qianyu?!"

Shen Jiayi's face turned pale. "Mo Mo, you're kidding, how could it be her?!"

Shen Jiayi refused to believe it, muttering, "It can't be hers. She came back from the countryside, how would she know anything about games? It's impossible, absolutely impossible."

Shen Jiayi desperately denied it; he couldn't accept that the nameless person who was so crucial to his e-sports career was actually Shen Qianyu, whom he had always looked down upon.

Shen Chumo looked at Shen Jiayi with sympathy, "Sister Qianyu originally wanted to tell you on your birthday that she is Wuming. You smashed the figurine she made with her own hands and humiliated her."

Then Qianyu deleted her account that day. You can think about the date Wuming deleted his account; wasn't it your birthday?

Shen Jiayi was struck dumb, frozen in place.

He tried hard to recall the date the anonymous account was deactivated, and sure enough, it was the same day as his birthday.

Shen Chumo sighed, "Oh, poor Qianyu, she clearly didn't know anything about the game after coming back from the countryside. To encourage you, she learned the game from scratch, stayed up all night watching professional players' matches, analyzed them bit by bit, and then taught you. Such dedication is something that not just anyone could do."

Shen Chumo glanced at Shen Jiayi, only to see him clenching his fists, his eyes red-rimmed, and his expression one of extreme pain.

Shen Qianyu is Wuming, and those words kept echoing in his mind.

But what exactly did he do to her?!

Shen Jiayi recalled that when Shen Qianyu first returned home, she was timid and always tried to please them. She would make him chrysanthemum tea when he stayed up late and comfort him when his parents scolded him.

“I…I’m such a bastard.” Shen Jiayi covered his face in anguish. “How could I do this to her? She’s done so much for me, and I…she’s my own sister too.”

The image of Shen Qianyu's expression on the day he smashed the figurine flashed through his mind. Her eyes were filled with a mixture of grievance, shock, and disappointment, a kind of despair born from being deeply hurt.

But he himself was adding fuel to the fire, saying so many vicious things.

He wished he could travel back in time and slap his past self a few times.

Tuanzi's announcement rang out, and Shen Jiayi's remorse level decreased by 80%.

Shen Chumo didn't expect Shen Jiayi's regret value to increase so much all at once. It seems that Wuming is indeed very important to Shen Jiayi.

Shen Jiayi stood up unsteadily and walked outside. "I need to find Qianyu. I need to talk to her and clear things up!"

Shen Chumo did not stop Shen Jiayi, and watched him leave indifferently.

He thought disdainfully, "He doesn't even know where Shen Qianyu lives these days, where is he supposed to look for her?"

When Mr. and Mrs. Shen came out, they saw Shen Jiayi walking out with a grim expression. They couldn't help but sigh and looked at Shen Chumo with displeasure, "Chumo, what did you say to Shen Jiayi again?"

Shen Chumo has caused quite a bit of trouble at home these past few days, and with the influence of these ghosts on them, they are increasingly unable to control their emotions and are becoming more and more irritable.

Seeing that Shen Chumo no longer showed the same tenderness as before, and instead looked like a troublemaker.

The worse Shen Chumo performed, the more they began to miss Shen Qianyu's good qualities, and their regret slowly grew.

Shen Chumo shrugged innocently and said, "What does this have to do with me? I was just telling him the truth. It's his mental fortitude that's too weak."

Upon hearing the word "truth," Mr. and Mrs. Shen's hearts skipped a beat. In the past few days, Shen Chumo had been innocently spouting "truths."

The maid in the house always steals Mr. Shen's underwear and puts it on the bedside table.

The bird's nest bought for the kitchen was always stolen by the maid, who then substituted it with white fungus, which Shen's mother ate with relish.

The family driver's son frequently steals the family's luxury car to show off, pretending to be the young master of the Shen family. He even has sex with other men in the car, and condoms are often found carelessly tossed aside inside...

These things might be minor under normal circumstances, but the series of minor incidents that occurred over several days left Mr. and Mrs. Shen increasingly exhausted.

Is the Shen family experiencing some kind of bad luck?

Shen's mother looked at Shen Chumo with disappointment: "Momo, how did you become like this?"

Shen Chumo sighed and pretended to be aggrieved, saying, "These days, no one listens to the truth. I'm really wronged."

The eldest brother, Shen Sixuan, rubbed his temples as he came down the stairs. "What are you two arguing about again?"

Every day after he finishes his work at the company, he has to clean up a mess when he gets home, which makes him feel increasingly tired these past few days.

Shen Sixuan is now the pillar of the family, and his parents didn't want these family matters to affect him, so they exchanged a glance and kept quiet.

Shen Sixuan called to Wang Ma, who was standing nearby, "Wang Ma, make me a bowl of that chicken soup you used to make."

Wang Ma looked puzzled. "Young Master, what kind of chicken soup are you talking about?"

Shen Sixuan said impatiently, "Didn't you always make a bowl of chicken soup and leave it at my door when I came home from get off work in the past? It was that soup."

Wang Ma was even more puzzled, "Young Master, I... I didn't make you any chicken soup last night."

Shen Sixuan was taken aback. "You didn't do it? Then who did it?"

Shen Chumo smiled slightly and said, "Brother, you mean the fresh ginseng, wolfberry, and black chicken soup, right?"