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

The hospital was filled with the smell of disinfectant.

The doctor, two drivers, and the housekeeper stood in front of Zhou Chiye, looking at each other in bewilderment.

Zhou Chiye had arranged everything.

The housekeeper was there to help Ji Chaoxi with the funeral arrangements, since the child had no experience.

The doctor was there to apply medicine to him. He didn't want to keep wearing these bandages, looking like a mummy, which would be really embarrassing.

The remaining two drove.

After making the arrangements, Zhou Chiye immediately went to find Ji Chaoxi.

The driver waited at the alley entrance, while Zhou Chiye sat in the car, frowning as he looked at the nearby buildings.

The paint on the exterior walls is peeling off and covered in mold. The alley is gloomy, even though it's sunny outside. The trash cans next to it are overflowing, and no one is cleaning them up.

Zhou Chiye lowered his eyes. He had known her for so long, yet he had no idea she lived in such a place.

The driver looked at the stalls not far away and said, "Young master, can I go buy something to eat? I'll come back in after I eat."

Zhou Chiye responded.

Then he watched as the driver skillfully ran to the stall, quickly finished eating, and got back into the car.

"You knew she lived here all along?" Zhou Chiye suddenly asked.

The driver scratched the back of his head: "Yes, young master, I've been bringing Miss Ji back these past few days."

"Then why didn't you tell me she lived in a place like this?" Zhou Chiye's expression was rather unpleasant.

The driver choked for a moment: "Isn't this normal in places like this, young master?"

Their young master should go out and broaden his horizons more!

When he first arrived in City A alone, he lived in an urban village where his clothes couldn't even dry.

The driver couldn't help but shed tears when he thought about his painful past.

Zhou Chiye stared intently at his phone, checking how many apartments he owned so he could give her one after the funeral.

Actually, his house was a gift from someone else—his grandparents, his parents, who would give away houses whenever they were happy.

Zhou Chiye paused for a moment, then suggested, "How about we choose the one by the sea? That way, the two of us can be right next to each other."

A short while later, a commotion arose in the alley, and a girl who looked like a student pointed at an old man and started cursing.

"How can you be so unreasonable? Why won't you return my deposit? Do you believe I'll call the police?!"

The old man yelled, his face flushed red, "Then go report it!"

When Zhou Chiye saw this, his brows furrowed even more. Could she have faced this situation before?

Just then, a familiar figure finally appeared in the alley.

Ji Chaoxi walked over with her bag on her back, looking a little embarrassed: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Zhou Chiye took her bag and coughed lightly, "No, I just arrived."

The driver glanced at him silently.

Ji Chaoxi sat in the back, next to Zhou Chiye.

Ji Huaichuan sat in the passenger seat with his bag on his back.

Ji Chaoxi took the paper Zhou Chiye handed her and wiped the sweat from her forehead: "Thank you so much. You didn't have to come."

Zhou Chiye was really too righteous, but Ji Chaoxi didn't actually plan to go that early at all, since it wasn't someone very important who had passed away.

Zhou Chiye replied curtly, "If you don't bother me, who will you bother?"

He hates it when she says such distant things!

What he wanted was for her to accept him completely!

The driver in front and Ji Huaichuan exchanged a silent glance.

This guy is so fierce! Suddenly he's not so envious of his sister anymore; it feels like he's about to hit someone.

Ji Chaoxi seemed used to his attitude and didn't take it to heart. She put down her bag and handed him the water.

Zhou Chiye coldly turned on the water and handed it back.

Ji Chaoxi took a few sips of water and finally relaxed a bit. She looked at Zhou Chiye, who was still angry beside her, and poked him.

"That's not what I meant. It's just that no one other than my family has ever been this nice to me before, so I feel a little embarrassed."

Zhou Chiye's ears turned red when he saw her action.

I'm impressed... Even poking someone is so cute.

He coughed and said, "Okay."

He glanced at her hand out of the corner of his eye, wanting to squeeze it.

Just then, Ji Chaoxi's phone rang. It was her aunt calling. Ji Chaoxi lowered her voice and answered her aunt's questions.

"Yes, my mom called me."

Ji Chaoxi lowered her eyes, her hands unconsciously fiddling with the hem of her clothes. Perhaps because she had just gotten on the bus and was a little hot, her face was flushed. She took another sip of water and continued listening to the conversation on the other end of the phone.

Zhou Chiye stared at the bottle opening, his face flushed, and unconsciously swallowed.

He realized what he was thinking and struggled to look away.

Actually, he wasn't that despicable. He was just worried that she would cry, but she didn't cry and her face was very calm, so he looked at the water bottle.

If she hadn't stopped drinking water, he wouldn't have been overthinking things...

After Ji Chaoxi finished the phone call, she put the mineral water bottle aside, and the bottle that Zhou Chiye had just drunk from was also placed there.

Zhou Chiye stared silently at the two bottles, lost in thought.

The driver also overheard Ji Chaoxi's phone conversation, looked at Ji Huaichuan, and said regretfully, "Please accept my condolences."

Ji Huaichuan forced a smile: "Thank you."

He almost burst out laughing while listening to his sister on the phone.

Because the road in their village was too steep, Jiang Dayong's body fell down several times, so some people argued with the doctors, saying that they were disrespecting the deceased.

Zhou Chiye leaned against the back of the car, his heart pounding. He took a deep breath and stiffly picked up the water bottle next to him.

Ji Chaoxi was looking out the window, occasionally telling the driver the directions.

Zhou Chiye glanced at her quickly, and seeing that she wasn't paying attention, he immediately unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip.

When he held the bottle to his lips, a chill ran through his nerves; his face burned intensely, and his breathing became rapid.

The moment he saw the bottle opening, he remembered the way Ji Chaoxi had been drinking water, and his slightly parted lips.

Zhou Chiye held the bottle with his head down, feeling incredibly guilty, but if he were given another chance, he would still drink it.

It's perfectly normal to pick the wrong bottle of water if they're exactly the same...

Ji Huaichuan was particularly happy at this moment, and he couldn't help but hum a song.

The driver hummed along, but halfway through, he suddenly realized something was wrong. Wasn't the song called "Good Days"...?

Ji Huaichuan, wearing headphones, was immersed in his own world, humming softly.

"Today is a good day..."

driver:……

Is it a local custom to play celebratory songs when a family member passes away?

Yes, he remembered that in some places funerals there were singing and dancing, which made it very lively.

The driver quickly convinced himself and continued humming along with Ji Huaichuan, considering it his blessing for Miss Ji's father.

I hope Miss Ji's father is doing well over there.