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

Lu Huainan wasn't particularly interested in taking photos; he enjoyed taking pictures of Ji Chaoxi. When taking pictures of her, he was completely immersed in her world, rather than being excluded.

He also liked to buy things for Ji Chaoxi and her stinky dog; only in this way could he feel closer to her.

Inside the car, the light from the instrument panel mingled with the night outside the window, while on the road, a warm light flashed every few seconds.

"Huff...woo..."

The stinky dog ​​was tired from playing and was sprawled out in the back seat, snoring loudly.

Lu Huainan gripped the steering wheel, driving very steadily, as if afraid of waking the person next to him.

She was fast asleep, leaning back in her chair. Her profile was illuminated by the streetlights. Lu Huainan looked at her hair, which was slightly disheveled by the wind, and felt an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

He wanted to drive her around forever and take pictures of her all the time...

He wanted to be her driver forever, her photographer forever, and her classmate forever.

Many people would be eager to be her driver, but he drives very steadily, knows how to drive many different types of cars, and can also repair cars. He is more experienced than others.

Lu Huainan was lost in thought, wondering if she would agree if he asked her...

But before he could ask, a dog's head suddenly popped out.

Lu Huainan: ...

"Woo... Awooo..." The golden retriever nibbled at Lu Huainan's clothes.

It glanced at Ji Chaoxi, preparing to secretly bite her, but the next second its mouth was grabbed.

"Don't bite her." Lu Huainan released its mouth.

Whether the stinky dog ​​is good or bad, if it were him, he definitely wouldn't bite her; at least in that respect, he felt he did better than the stinky dog.

The golden retriever sneezed at him and then went off to play with its toys.

Finally, they arrived at Ji Chaoxi's door. Ji Chaoxi leaned against the window, her right cheek flushed red. She looked out the window, still somewhat dazed.

"We've...we've arrived!" Lu Huainan stammered.

Should we talk about the photographer and the driver? It shouldn't be a problem to ask, right?

She told him that he should just tell her whatever he wanted to say.

"Do you... need a photographer?" Lu Huainan was extremely nervous.

He stiffly turned on the tap and handed it to Ji Chaoxi.

Ji Chaoxi took the drink and sipped it: "Photographer?"

Isn't the photographer a company employee, usually shooting business photos and such?

Ji Chaoxi looked at Lu Huainan tentatively: "What's wrong?"

Lu Huainan looked at the trees outside the window, his voice trembling slightly: "What do you think of me...?"

Before Ji Chaoxi could speak, he raised his voice: "Never mind, I was just talking nonsense. We're at your house now, you should go home quickly, your family will be worried about you so late."

Ji Chaoxi didn't say anything, glanced at him, and took another sip of water.

Lu Huainan panicked. He tried to unbuckle his seatbelt but couldn't. Ji Chaoxi kindly helped him unbuckle it, and Lu Huainan instinctively dodged, hitting his forehead directly and leaving a large red mark.

He relaxed and said, "I was just joking, don't take it to heart. I know you don't lack photographers, I was just kidding."

Just as Ji Chaoxi was about to speak, Lu Huainan suddenly leaned back against the chair, covering his face with the back of one hand. His voice was so hoarse that it was about to crack. He tried to pretend to laugh more relaxed, but his laughter was more awkward than crying.

He fell silent, as did Ji Chaoxi. The blond-haired man frowned and turned his head to look at Lu Huainan.

"Sorry, I still want to be your photographer..."

And the driver.

Lu Huainan was utterly desperate. He had only asked one question: why did he have to embarrass himself in front of her again? He was no match for a stinking dog.

Ji Chaoxi's serious expression completely relaxed. She had thought Lu Huainan was going to say something important, which had made her nervous.

The golden retriever sensed that the atmosphere had relaxed and started wagging its tail.

"Sure, then you can be my photographer."

Ji Chaoxi tried to suppress her laughter when she thought of Lu Huainan's appearance just now, but she couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

Hearing her laughter, Lu Huainan blushed deeply. He was extremely flustered and stammered, "Thank you."

"You're welcome!"

Hearing the undisguised laughter in Ji Chaoxi's voice, he pursed his lips, a part of his heart sinking.

Ji Chaoxi got out of the car, and Lu Huainan followed. The stinky dog ​​kept biting Lu Huainan's trouser leg.

"Then let's go home. Get in the car and be careful." Ji Chaoxi looked at him, her eyes crinkling.

Looking into her bright eyes, Lu Huainan's throat tightened, and he responded softly.

Seeing that he still hadn't gotten into the car, Ji Chaoxi tentatively asked, "Shall I go back first?"

Lu Huainan stared at her blankly and nodded.

Today went by so fast, it's over before I even got anything done.

Ji Chaoxi glanced at the stinky dog ​​that was still bullying Lu Huainan, suddenly slapped its butt, and immediately ran away.

The dog stopped what it was doing and stared at Lu Huainan with a bewildered look on its face.

Who just took a picture of it?

It stared at Lu Huainan and then pretended to bite him.

Lu Huainan couldn't help but chuckle.

The golden retriever realized that it had such a big owner.

"Woof...Woof woof woof!!"

"Woof woof!"

It took off running home, its tail wagging incessantly.

"Woof woof woof!"

A burst of laughter came from the garden, followed by a gruff voice.

"Wow, you big fat dog, you're bullying my daughter again! Don't run away, I'm coming to teach you a lesson right now!"

"Woof! Woof woof woof!"

"Alright, you're so old, stop running around with the dog, you're all sweaty! Xixi, go take a shower."

"Okay—"

Ji Chaoxi posted photos she took today on Weibo, not just nine collages, but all the good ones. The comments section was full of praise.

However, fans in the fan group noticed something was wrong.

Why isn't this the standard socialite style today? What kind of lousy company could have taken these photos?

Who cares who took the picture, I'm drooling!

[Qingqing: I'll go ask.]

[They weren't talking in secret...]

[Impossible. If she had talked about it, given her intelligence, she wouldn't have been so subtle. I guarantee she didn't!]

【Qingqing, are you done asking? Why did it take you so long?!】

[Qingqing: Cough, I've finished asking. She said it was taken by her high school classmate and graduate school classmate. It took so long because this girl was just being affectionate with me, saying she wanted to order me dinner when she heard I hadn't eaten...]

[Uh...where did this spoiled brat come from? Why does she love to act so cute?! I'm going to go and question her!]

Cindy: She still owes me a song, perfect as a lullaby [happy]

[The upstairs neighbor has such peculiar tastes...]

[Curiosity +1]

Cindy: [Happy]

Ji Chaoxi, who had just finished showering and was sitting in the living room eating, was in an extremely good mood as she read the message her older sister had sent her.

There are still people who like to listen to her sing.

She took a sip of water to moisten her throat, then lay down on the sofa and began to sing.

Suddenly, a dog's head popped up upstairs. The golden retriever gave her a resentful look and then ran into the master bedroom.

Mrs. Ji was doing her skincare routine when she glanced at it and asked, "What's wrong?"

The golden retriever tugged at Ji's mother's trouser leg, signaling her to follow.

As Ji's mother applied hand cream, she stepped out of the room and immediately heard someone's beautiful singing voice.

She raised an eyebrow and said softly, "Just bear with it."

Anyway, she couldn't hear it from inside the room.

The door was closed, and the golden retriever lay asleep beside her. Ji's father lay on the bed, muttering, "I told you we should have enrolled her in a singing class back then."

Who knows, maybe one of their family members will become a singer.

It's better than this constant wailing and howling!