Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

Ji Chaoxi kept her head down and didn't say a word, while Xiao Siyan followed the others.

"Um... Brother Ye, you should try to appease him."

The once bustling stands suddenly became deserted.

Zhou Chiye was furious, but seeing Ji Chaoxi keeping her head down, his anger dissipated.

She'd better listen to him; what if she gets heatstroke?

But as time went on, Zhou Chiye suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Ji Chaoxi didn't say a word.

Zhou Chiye: ...

He stared silently at her hair, then tapped a few times on his phone, wanting to see her eyes light up.

Ji Chaoxi didn't react; her hair covered her face, so he couldn't see whether she was crying or not.

"The fee for the insults I just gave you has been transferred," Zhou Chiye said coldly.

He handed the phone screen to Ji Chaoxi.

Show your bright eyes!

……

Even without bright eyes, she still didn't look up, and her shoulders were even trembling slightly.

Zhou Chiye's mind went blank for a moment. How should he handle this situation? He shouldn't have let Xiao Siyan leave.

Zhou Chiye clicked his tongue, scratched his hair in frustration, quickly tapped a few times on the screen, and then swiftly handed it to Ji Chaoxi.

Ji Chaoxi's shoulders trembled even more violently.

Zhou Chiye was dumbfounded. He pursed his lips, frowned, and stared at her.

Why is she so fragile? He only said a few words to her. Who among Zhou Chiye's followers hasn't been scolded by him?

Zhou Chiye didn't want such a fragile underling anymore...

He reached out and stiffly patted her shoulder: "Uh, I didn't mean any harm when I said that..."

When Zhou Chiye touched Ji Chaoxi's back, his brows furrowed again. How come she has no muscles at all? She must not have been exercising properly.

Ji Chaoxi suddenly took his phone. Zhou Chiye watched her silently. If she felt better, she could smash it.

"Brother Ye, why are you giving me so much money?" Ji Chaoxi looked at him with teary eyes.

The amount Zhou Chiye paid her for being scolded was surprisingly high; he only scolded her a few times, yet he gave her 200,000 yuan.

She used to only get two yuan for every insult she received.

This difference moved Ji Chaoxi to tears.

Zhou Chiye stared at her blankly, and only now did her eyes finally light up.

He lowered his eyes, leaned against the railing and stopped talking. Ji Chaoxi was overjoyed and kept muttering to herself beside him.

Zhou Chiye's mind was filled with the scene from just now. Her eyes were wet, and she looked at him with uncontrollable joy. He wondered if she had just cried, as the tip of her nose was also a little red...

He remembered her saying last time that she would look at others with that kind of gaze, and Zhou Chiye felt a sudden displeasure.

"You're not allowed to look at people like that next time."

Ji Chaoxi looked completely bewildered. She humbly asked, "What kind of look is it, Brother Ye?"

Zhou Chiye frowned deeply, somewhat displeased: "Just look at the way you were looking at me just now."

Ji Chaoxi was silent for a moment: "Brother Ye, I didn't have any expression on my face just now. I was just crying for a while."

Her eyes were blurred with tears, making it impossible to see anything clearly, let alone have any expression in them.

"Then you're not allowed to cry in front of others anymore."

Zhou Chiye's voice was cold: "I, Zhou Chiye, will take responsibility for your tears too."

Ji Chaoxi was so happy she almost fainted.

I've already taken the blame for being scolded, I've already taken the blame for explaining the problems, and now I've even taken the blame for my tears.

She's truly become a mermaid now; her tears are really going to make her rich.

What is talent? This is a level that her brother will never reach in his entire life.

Ji Chaoxi was now full of energy, and she looked longingly at the cars on the track: "Brother Ye, I want to play too."

Zhou Chiye didn't say anything, he just put the helmet on her and walked directly onto the field.

Ji Chaoxi quickly followed.

She was about to sit in the passenger seat when Zhou Chiye pressed her into the driver's seat.

Ji Chaoxi: ?

When she said "play," she meant sitting on the sidelines and experiencing it.

"Brother Ye..."

Zhou Chiye replied, "It's nothing, just playing around."

Ji Chaoxi: ...

Is this something to be taken lightly?

She whispered, "I can't drive."

Zhou Chiye responded again, but then remained silent.

If she doesn't know how to drive, he can teach her.

Ji Chaoxi stared blankly at the arena, wondering how little Zhou Chiye valued his own life.

Ji Chaoxi was secured to the seat. Zhou Chiye leaned down and skillfully pulled on the webbing, carefully checking each buckle.

"Hold your hands here." Zhou Chiye guided her hands to the steering wheel.

Ji Chaoxi was genuinely panicked: "Brother Ye, I really don't know how. What if you get hurt?"

Zhou Chiye said speechlessly, "You should worry about yourself. I have insurance."

If Ji Chaoxi is really interested in racing, he should help her buy insurance.

Zhou Chiye guided Ji Chaoxi's fingers to move the metal shift lever.

"When the engine speed goes up, the car will shake, but don't worry."

Ji Chaoxi also became serious, watching Zhou Chiye's actions.

Zhou Chiye helped Ji Chaoxi press the ignition switch, and a roaring sound instantly exploded, causing the entire car to tremble.

Ji Chaoxi's eyes lit up; what a novel experience!

Zhou Chiye found it somewhat amusing to see her excited expression; just moments ago, she had looked as if she were facing a formidable enemy.

The wheels rubbed against each other on the track, making a slight sound, and Zhou Chiye had not yet let go.

"Maintain the course."

Zhou Chiye began to exert force, and with a sudden pull, the race car shot forward instantly, and Ji Chaoxi suddenly felt a strong push in her back.

She was extremely nervous, staring intently at the road in front of her, while Zhou Chiye kept a close eye on her movements.

Ji Chaoxi gripped the steering wheel tightly, the sound of wind and engine roaring constantly filling her ears. This was the first time she had ever felt this sense of control.

Zhou Chiye looked at Ji Chaoxi with some surprise, not expecting her to be so suitable for racing.

He would occasionally reach out to help her correct her course: "Keep the revs steady, accelerate only after exiting the corner."

As Ji Chaoxi navigated several turns, she grew bolder. When she entered the hairpin bend, she tried to imitate Zhou Chiye's action and pressed the accelerator harder.

Just then, the car's output suddenly overloaded, the rear of the car emitted a screech, and it swung violently to the rear, the balance was suddenly broken, and the car body twisted into a very dangerous arc.

Ji Chaoxi's face turned pale instantly. Oh no, she was going to die here.

In that instant, Ji Chaoxi's mind raced with thoughts of how to distribute her assets and her guilt towards Zhou Chiye. If she hadn't insisted on playing, Zhou Chiye wouldn't have died on the field with her...

She really felt sorry for him...

Zhou Chiye lowered his eyes, his hand directly covering Ji Chaoxi's hand, forcibly leading her to turn the wheel in the opposite direction, while his other hand cut into the gap.

The race car lurched violently before finally coming to a steady stop at the edge of the runway.