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

Jiang Yanchen seemed to have become withdrawn, keeping his head down, isolated from the world, ignoring everyone, and exuding an aura of utter despair.

He lost more face on this show than he has in his entire life.

Just then, he felt someone poke him in the back.

Everyone else was on other ships, and besides Ji Chaoxi, there was no one else who could stab him.

His body stiffened instantly, and he lowered his head even further.

"Jiang Yanchen, try one of these."

Jiang Yanchen stared at the fingers so close to his face, his ears turning bright red.

She opened her hand, revealing several lotus seeds in her palm. They looked freshly picked, with a hint of moisture still clinging to her fingertips. The lotus seeds were tender, round, and lustrous.

Ji Chaoxi looked at the camera, trying not to laugh, like a cat that had stolen some fish.

She just tasted this lotus seed, and it was so bitter.

Jiang Yanchen took the lotus seeds from her palm without a word and ate them all in one go. Ji Chaoxi tilted her head to observe his expression.

"Is it delicious, Jiang Yanchen?" She looked at him with a smile.

Jiang Yanchen felt his face burning hot, like a boiled shrimp, and he didn't even know what to do with his hands and feet.

He couldn't tell whether it tasted good or bad; he just ate it as soon as she gave it to him.

He noticed out of the corner of his eye that Ji Chaoxi was still looking at him, and he glared at her almost angrily: "What are you looking at?"

Ji Chaoxi smiled at him good-naturedly: "Then I won't look at you."

Jiang Yanchen was taken aback; that wasn't what he meant.

But watching Ji Chaoxi sit back down, his mood immediately sank again.

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Are you two acting in an idol drama?

What's going on? Why does Jiang Yanchen always blush in front of Ji Chaoxi?

I didn't want to do this either, isn't this just feeding me?

[Your idol's image has been ruined if you're always shipping couples!]

Lin Yichen witnessed all of this.

He scoffed. Ji Chaoxi was always trying to curry favor with Jiang Yanchen, but Jiang Yanchen never gave her a kind look.

He rowed over in his luxury boat, and Xie Siheng looked at him, puzzled: "Yichen, where are you going?"

Lin Yichen forced a smile: "Brother Xie, shall we go to Brother Yan Chen's place?"

Xie Siheng didn't know why Lin Yichen insisted on going to Jiang Yanchen's place. Was he looking for a scolding?

Lin Yichen rowed for a long time before finally reaching Jiang Yanchen's side. He said enthusiastically, "Brother Yanchen, those lotus seeds are bitter. Try this lotus seed; it's very sweet."

"Brother Yanchen, are you alright? I just saw you fall into the water. You have to be careful, there's mud down there, and that mud smells terrible."

Jiang Yanchen looked at him impatiently: "Get lost!"

Lin Yichen's expression immediately froze. Xie Siheng shook his head helplessly and rowed the boat back.

In the afternoon, they were going to the market to sell lotus pods.

Ji Chaoxi sat in the front driving the tricycle. The back of the tricycle was small, but Jiang Yanchen was too tall. He could only sit in the back of the tricycle with his legs tucked up, holding a large bundle of lotus pods. He looked extremely cramped.

Ji Chaoxi would occasionally stop to greet the villagers.

"Auntie, are you home resting?"

"Yes, yes, go to town to sell lotus pods."

"Ah, he's my colleague."

Jiang Yanchen sat in the back. He couldn't understand what the villagers were saying, but he always felt that their eyes were fixed on him.

As the auntie carrying the basket walked past Jiang Yanchen, she smiled and said, "She looks like a little wife."

Jiang Yanchen was stunned for a moment. What little wife?

But he didn't pay much attention to those words, and just sat in the back of the truck holding the lotus pod in his arms.

[Ahhhhh, this is hilarious!]

[Luckily, Jiang Yanchen didn't understand; otherwise, he would have been furious.]

[The older generation just speaks directly, haha. Actually, I also thought Jiang Yanchen looked a lot like him just now.]

[Ji Chaoxi, could you translate this for Jiang Yanchen? I really want to see Jiang Yanchen's expression.]

Does Jiang Yanchen know that Ji Chaoxi and his aunt are playing with his crickets?

The town market was very lively, selling all kinds of things. Ji Chaoxi and his friends finally managed to find a stall.

They attracted everyone's attention as soon as they arrived at the market, but not from them, but from the ten photographers behind them.

Ten photographers, each wearing a black hat and a black mask, each carrying a camera.

Several quickly crouched down in front of Ji Chaoxi and Jiang Yanchen; another darted around, taking pictures of the market environment; a head wrapped up tightly suddenly popped out of the window of the building next door, holding a camera like a sniper rifle; and yet another squatted in front of someone's stall, taking pictures of their fermented tofu.

A group of men in black; if you didn't know better, you'd think they were gangsters coming to collect protection money.

Ji Chaoxi and Jiang Yanchen set up the lotus pods, but no one came to buy them. The two were surrounded by villagers who looked at them like they were monkeys.

Ji Chaoxi enjoys being watched, and she always seems very excited.

But Jiang Yanchen didn't like it, and his expression was very unpleasant.

"Auntie, would you like to buy lotus pods? They're five yuan a bunch." Ji Chaoxi looked at an old lady who seemed very easy to talk to.

The old lady was a little embarrassed, took a few steps back, and shook her head.

Ji Chaoxi then looked at her older sister who was carrying a child on her back and said with a smile, "Sister, would you like to buy some? They were just picked and are very fresh."

The older sister smiled, her eyes narrowing into slits: "Little sister, is that handsome guy next to you your boyfriend?"

Jiang Yanchen's hand holding the lotus seedpod froze for a moment.

Ji Chaoxi glanced at Jiang Yanchen beside her: "He's my colleague. Do you want him to sell it to you, sister?"

The older sister just smiled and didn't say anything, while the baby in her arms cried loudly.

An older woman nearby couldn't help but speak up: "What are you selling? We can pick these from the river whenever we want."

"Little sister, do you have any promotions if we buy from you? Five yuan a bunch isn't cheap."

The crowd burst into laughter instantly, creating a harmonious atmosphere. Ji Chaoxi understood what Jiang Yanchen had said, but she wasn't sure if he had.

Jiang Yanchen was frowning as he held the lotus pods when he saw Ji Chaoxi looking at him, and he was taken aback.

I clearly didn't understand.

Seeing him like this, Ji Chaoxi suddenly felt a sense of guilt. How could Jiang Yanchen possibly agree? He was so concerned about his reputation.

Seeing Ji Chaoxi's hesitation, Jiang Yanchen recalled a few words he had overheard earlier: "Do you think it's too expensive?"

Ji Chaoxi moved closer to him and whispered, "Everyone likes you and wants you to perform."

Sure enough, Jiang Yanchen's face turned ugly the next second.

He doesn't have a penchant for performing in places that reek of chicken and duck droppings!

Ji Chaoxi looked at the crowd: "Can I perform instead?"

The old woman shook her head with a smile and said loudly, "Little sister, let this handsome young man perform for us, and then we'll buy your lotus pods. You can sit back and collect the money—it'll be so easy!"

Seeing that Ji Chaoxi wouldn't budge, the old man said gruffly, "A bunch of old geezers are making things difficult for the kid here. If you want to see a man perform, I'll sacrifice myself and perform one for you."

The old woman next to him punched him: "Your skin is all wrinkled, who wants to see you?"

The old woman, carrying a basket, said, "Young lady, if we're not performing, could we at least take a picture? I heard from others that you're celebrities."

Ji Chaoxi gently tugged at Jiang Yanchen, who lowered his head.

"Can everyone take a picture with you?"

This time, Jiang Yanchen didn't frown; he simply nodded.