Chapter 3: Plain and Unadorned is the Most Beautiful

  When Su Mo Ruo was deep in thought about her own affairs in the room, she suddenly heard the rumbling sound of footsteps in her ears. She immediately understood that those friends must have rushed in. After slightly adjusting her appearance, she tilted her head to glance at a small round mirror on one side of the table.

  At this time, the door was pushed open from the outside, and the noisy whispers and footsteps stimulated Su Mo's eardrum.

  These people didn't even give her a chance to open the door, so there was no knocking.

  She knew it was because she had been avoiding them for days, making these people anxious.

  As expected, she hadn't even had a chance to say a word when someone immediately jumped in.

  "Big sister, I'm sorry. This time we didn't take responsibility with you." The speaker was a girl with shoulder-length short hair and small freckles on her face that added to her lively aura, with bright eyes that were usually alluring but now looked pitiful and helpless.

  The corners of his mouth twitched, but he couldn't say a word.

  If it were normal, Su Mo Ruo would have already spoken out to comfort them. After all, Su Mo Ruo was their big sister and usually took care of everything herself. Whenever they suffered any grievances, she would be the first to comfort them.

  But today's Sumojo was beyond everyone's expectations.

  Because she sat there, just staring at everyone with her eyes fixed, without any movement to comfort the short-haired girl.

  The short-haired girl sobbed for a while and then stopped, the cunning hidden deep in her eyes quickly concealed.

  Witnessing all of this, I couldn't help but sigh inwardly. Indeed, Su Dajie wasn't a good person, and neither were the people following her.

  Although it has nothing to do with their feelings for each other, these kids are so slippery that they really can't be dealt with.

  Just now was just wanting to win her sympathy, but since she didn't take action, it made this girl suddenly restrain all of her expressions.

  From the initial commotion to the current silence in the room, every pair of eyes was filled with unease as they stared at Sumo's motionless figure sitting in front of them.

  "Big brother, we——"

  This time, without waiting for the other person to speak, Su Mo Ruo slightly waved his hand, blocking the boy's words. "I've just been too tired lately, don't worry."

  She could feel the deep friendship between her host and this group of people, looking at the sincere eyes in front of her, she sighed in her heart, past life or present life, these were the purest and clearest eyes she had ever seen, making one remember them deeply with just a glance.

  She who has been through too many things knows that such eyes are called sincerity.

  Recalling those eyes she had seen before, either dull and lifeless, or fiercely piercing, or eerily cold...

  In short, these eyes are the most sunny and easy-going she has ever seen, without any suspicion, without any benefit factors, without any private interest, but only pure friendship. These people are her true friends who really care about her.

  Does she have friends too?

  No, these are not her friends, they are Sumojo's friends, she is Mu Qing.

  A hint of mockery flashed in her eyes, and it had only been a few days since she was reborn into this body. She seemed to have already begun to identify herself as Sumo Ruo, but the owner of this body still didn't know why she would inexplicably usurp someone else's nest.

  At least in her memory and from the information she got from her adoptive mother, there was no news telling her that Su Mo had been injured or fainted before she took over his body.

  All signs indicate that Sumo is unlikely to be injured and asleep, which fortunately allowed her to occupy her body.

  Then what made her who she is?

  Although she finally spoke, in everyone's eyes, she was still quite different.

  After all, if it were the former Su Mo, she would definitely show off her carefree and confident attitude, patting her chest and smiling to tell everyone that she was fine, and in a few days, she would be back to normal.

  But today she didn't, and instead calmly gave just one sentence.

  The atmosphere on site was also stagnant.

  "Go back, or else my mom will keep you for dinner." This sentence was blurted out without thinking, and even Su Mo Ruo himself was taken aback after saying it. After a while, he felt relieved. The emotions between Su Mo Ruo and these people were too deep.

  These words were not polite, but they conformed to Su Mo Ruo's consistent style in the hearts of everyone. One by one, their faces lost their previous stiffness and burst out laughing. When dispersing, several people even turned their heads, stuck out their necks and made funny faces at Su Mo Ruo.

  "Boss, let's go first today and meet at the old place tomorrow. It's been a long time since we played together."

  "Yes, boss."

  "Sister, we're waiting for you."

  “……”

  Before Su Mo could respond, they left one after another.

  Still sitting in the chair, the book in his hand had unknowingly fallen to the ground, because a group of people had swarmed into this small room just now, bringing a wave of heat to the room.

  At this moment, Su Mo was completely unaware that his back had been drenched in sweat, he just stared at the door, motionless.

  It was still his adoptive mother entering the room that brought him back to reality.

  "It's time to eat." Still the same mode of interaction as in recent days, three short words reminding her that it was time to go out and eat.

  Listening to these gentle three words, looking at the foster mother's already gray hair, the foster mother is only forty years old, but looks like a fifty or sixty-year-old old woman, really makes people look at it with heartache.

  "Mom, I'm sorry." These few words were what she had prepared for who knows how many days, and at this moment, they finally came out of her mouth.

  The woman, who had just turned around and taken a step to leave, suddenly stiffened all over, her face filled with surprise and uncertainty. After a while, she slowly turned around, and on that face full of years and vicissitudes, there was intense excitement, and in those eyes, tears were welling up.

  Her throat seemed to be cut by a sharp knife, Su Mo felt her nose sour and her eyes dry.

  "...You...you just...called me mom..." The woman spat out the words one by one, her entire face already flushed bright red from these few words.

  The woman's excited expression also made her a bit sentimental.

  Not allowing myself to become so twisted and bent, but in an instant, I gathered up all my depressed emotions.

  Looking at her foster mother who was excited all over her face, "Aren't we going to eat? Let's go." After finishing speaking, she got up and walked to her foster mother's side, indicating that she should go first.

  She knows her daughter's temperament, although lively and careless, is actually a girl who is very afraid of getting hurt. She wraps herself up tightly, never letting people easily peek into her heart, and she never coaxes or causes trouble, always stubbornly pushing back with her words, not showing any weakness to others.

  Not feeling anything out of place, he excitedly pulled his daughter's hand and headed towards the main hall.

  But his hand was held by someone else, which made Su Mo's whole body stiffen suddenly, and his face didn't look very natural either. However, he bit his lip and forced himself to get used to it.

  This is her life now, much better than before, no storms or bloodshed, peaceful and quiet.

  Digression

  Heavy introduction of a good-looking modern article: Spoiling his wife, marriage is made in heaven

  The heroine's growth story, involving war, underworld, business wars, revenge, and a kaleidoscope of wonders, please look forward to it.

  A carefully designed business marriage, like a bad omen, touched her bottom line.

  At the engagement party, her fiancé appeared with his arms around her sister, stroking her bulging belly like a baby, "Jiarong, I'm sorry, I can't marry you."

  One sentence, one marriage, childhood sweethearts, a joke.

  She resolutely chose to let go and went to Syria, becoming a war correspondent.

  In war-torn Syria, she was abandoned by her fiancé and met him who would give her the whole world.

  He Ziyu, the famous General He Fei's grandson, chairman and president of the board of directors of Zi Jia International Group, a diamond bachelor in City B. Behind this man, there is an even more powerful force that has saved her from danger several times.

  Sweet article, refreshing article, uncle article, warm article, one-to-one