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

Finally, to balance warmth and style, Qi Zhenzhen chose a stand-up collar wool sweater, a three-in-one gabardine mid-length trench coat, a pair of straight-leg cotton khaki pants, several pairs of white socks, and a pair of leather shoes for Ji Chaoxi.

Qi Zhenzhen was even happier picking out clothes for Ji Chaoxi than when she was buying them for herself.

She picked out an item and the girl's eyes lit up as she looked at her. She said that Qi Zhenzhen's taste was excellent and that finally someone understood her.

Ji Chaoxi has no concept of money because she has never managed money since she was a child. She only had pocket money from Ji Zhuxin to buy candy.

Ji Zhuxin bought her clothes before, but Qin Du bought her clothes later.

Therefore, when Ji Chaoxi is judging whether a piece of clothing is expensive or not, she will think about whether Qin Du has bought her clothes of similar price.

"Did you have a good shopping day?" Qi Zhenzhen asked, arms crossed and chin slightly raised.

Ji Chaoxi smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Qi Zhenzhen."

Lin Fang stared at Ji Chaoxi in shock as she paid for her meal. How could Ji Chaoxi have so much money?

Lin Fang was still in a daze when she got back to her dormitory.

She couldn't possibly misunderstand, nor could she be mistaken. Ji Chaoxi's parents could not possibly work at a company, and she could not possibly be a wealthy person.

But how was she able to come up with so much money at once?

Lin Fang suddenly felt a sense of panic. If Ji Chaoxi's conditions were also better than hers, then wouldn't she be the one with the worst conditions in the dormitory?

She stopped Ji Chaoxi almost with a sense of anxiety and a desire to verify something.

"Ji Chaoxi, how many houses does your family own?"

The dormitory fell silent, and everyone else looked at Lin Fang with bewildered expressions.

But Lin Fang couldn't care less about anything else at this moment. She looked at Ji Chaoxi with a pleading look in her eyes.

Ji Chaoxi was also stunned: "A set."

Lin Fang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her again: "What kind of house is it?"

Ji Chaoxi answered honestly, "An earthen house."

As expected, Lin Fang released her, nodded, and said, "My family owns three houses."

Her grandfather had one approach, her maternal grandfather had another, and her parents each had their own.

Ji Chaoxi nodded: "Okay, I understand."

She felt she still couldn't understand the way people from big cities spoke.

What does it mean to have three houses? Does it mean that their family members work for the same organization?

Qi Zhenzhen chuckled. Lin Fang gave her a disapproving look. When Qi Zhenzhen saw her looking at her, she raised an eyebrow at her.

Lin Fang stopped looking at her and simply drew the bed curtains.

She didn't care about their opinions; she only cared about Ji Chaoxi.

She only cared whether Ji Chaoxi was like her, and whether Ji Chaoxi was worse than her.

The day of the welcome party finally arrived.

All the new students arrived at the auditorium. The announcer announced the program in multiple languages, but Ji Chaoxi couldn't understand any of the other languages ​​besides English.

Rows of colored light bulbs hung above the stage, a world map was pasted on the wall, and senior students were performing "Hamlet" on the stage. There were also musical instruments that Ji Chaoxi had never seen before placed below the stage.

Like a dream.

Ji Chaoxi suddenly felt a little dazed.

She glanced at the corner, where several classmates in white shirts were discussing something in a foreign language. They were dressed simply, but their faces were full of confidence.

"Excuse me, may I invite you to dance?" A boy stood in front of Ji Chaoxi with a smile.

He had been observing her for a long time; she must be a very introverted person because she stood in the corner and looked very helpless.

Ji Chaoxi shook her head and refused.

She hadn't had enough of the grand hall yet.

Some students were playing the saxophone on stage, which was considered decadent music outside, but the teachers turned a blind eye to it at the school's internal party.

A little while later, another boy came over: "Hey, do you need me to teach you how to dance?"

Ji Chaoxi shook her head again: "No need, thank you."

The boy showed no sign of leaving. He joked, "I noticed you haven't danced with any boys. Don't you like any of them?"

It was that joking question again, and Ji Chaoxi hadn't yet learned how to answer it.

"Find someone else, I can't dance."

The male protagonist's eyes lit up: "Then I can teach you how to dance."

"No."

Ji Chaoxi continued to refuse.

She wasn't familiar with any of these people, and she didn't like getting close to strangers.

Qi Zhenzhen danced while glancing at Ji Chaoxi, and then she watched as Ji Chaoxi decisively rejected one suitor after another.

What is this country bumpkin doing?

After she finished dancing with the boy in front of her, she quickly ran to Ji Chaoxi's side.

"Why don't you go dancing with the boys? If you just stand here, people will think you haven't been invited to dance."

Ji Chaoxi asked, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Qi Zhenzhen, hands on her hips, said, "Then people will think you have no charm, you know that?"

Ji Chaoxi fell silent. Qi Zhenzhen pinched her, and Ji Chaoxi honestly said, "I don't know them, and I don't like talking to people I don't know."

Qi Zhenzhen was surprised by this answer, and she laughed in anger.

Yes, that fits the personality of this country bumpkin.

"So, do you even know how to jump?"

"Won't."

Qi Zhenzhen sighed, took her hand in one hand and put her arm around her waist with the other: "In Shanghai, not knowing how to dance is like a student from the Foreign Languages ​​Department not knowing the ABCs, you know?"

Ji Chaoxi didn't think so. She had just seen that there were people who couldn't dance, but she didn't dare to say it.

"You have to move your hips in sync with mine," Qi Zhenzhen reminded her.

Ji Chaoxi nodded. She was extremely nervous. Just as she was about to take a quick turn, her movements were a beat too slow, and she landed squarely on Qi Zhenzhen's shoe.

Qi Zhenzhen gasped and glared at her angrily.

Startled, Ji Chaoxi quickly apologized, "I'm...I'm sorry, I really don't know how. Maybe we shouldn't jump."

Qi Zhenzhen ignored her and fastened her waist again.

"Get serious. I'm all dressed up today, and it's such a waste to be dancing the male steps here just for you."

"Thank you, Qi Zhenzhen," Ji Chaoxi said dryly.

The auditorium was filled with fragrances, sometimes the scent of wine, sometimes the perfume of passing boys, but she smelled mostly the scent of Qi Zhenzhen.

Qi Zhenzhen stared at her for a while: "Hey, aren't your parents quite good-looking?"

Ji Chaoxi was taken aback for a moment: "He looks like an ordinary person."

Qi Zhenzhen fell silent. Ji Chaoxi tentatively asked, "Do you want to meet my parents?"

Qi Zhenzhen: ...

"I don't want to."

"Oh," Ji Chaoxi replied dryly.

Why did she suddenly ask about her parents?

In her memory, her parents were covered in wrinkles, and they didn't like her. They were always fierce. Ji Chaoxi didn't think they were good-looking; in fact, she thought they were ugly.

But her sister is very beautiful.