Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 478 - 35: The Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die

Chapter 478: Chapter 35: The Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die

Jiang Lai nodded.

"Yes, it really opened my eyes."

Then she looked around.

"The old acquaintance you mentioned, is it Shen Weizhou?"

Jiang Lai turned her head and saw Shen Weizhou striding over with Tang Song alongside him.

Qiao Chuweng nodded.

"Aren’t you pretty close? I happen to have quite a few friends in the art class too, so I invited everyone to come along."

Tang Song greeted Qiao Chuweng warmly.

Then he kept nudging Shen Weizhou with his elbow, whispering.

"A golden opportunity, since the villa is yours, no one knows this place better than you. I’ll create a chance for you two to be alone."

Tang Song came with a mission this time.

His buddy has been distracted day and night, today Jiang Lai has to give him an explanation.

Otherwise, it wouldn’t be fair for Shen Weizhou to offer his private villa for free and let so many strangers come in to play.

"It’s been a while since I saw you, Goddess, how’s it going? Having fun?"

"Of course I’m happy, we must thank Mr. Shen for providing such a nice place for us to party."

Shen Weizhou nodded haphazardly, his eyes couldn’t help but glance over at Jiang Lai.

The outfit she’s wearing is really beautiful, like a mountain elf, particularly dazzling and striking in Shen Weizhou’s eyes.

"You..." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Before he could speak to Jiang Lai, Qiao Chuweng interrupted.

"It’s about time, the fireworks display is starting soon, everyone find a good spot and enjoy."

Shen Weizhou quietly moved closer to Jiang Lai, just then, the sky exploded with gorgeous blooms, lighting up the darkness, the sky full of brilliance.

At this moment, while the fireworks were fading and returning to tranquility, Shen Weizhou quickly slipped a box into Jiang Lai’s hand and then casually walked off to the side, leaning against the glass, tracing circles with his finger.

Jiang Lai looked down at the box in her hand, heavy and textured, with a velvet finish.

Having seen countless gold and silver jewelry, she could easily tell what was inside the box.

Shen Weizhou, afraid she would reject it, kept his distance after handing it over, as if this would ensure Jiang Lai accepted it.

As the fireworks ended, cheers erupted in the villa, bursts of "Happy New Year" echoed around.

Shen Weizhou, from afar, also wanted to wish Jiang Lai a Happy New Year, but he feared rejection, and worried that doing so would pressure her, subjecting her to judgmental gazes from others, so he silently looked at her, murmuring to himself.

"He said, wish you good studies and a happy new year."

Little Buding echoed each word for Jiang Lai to hear.

Jiang Lai smiled, with something unreadable to Little Buding in her expression, she seemed to like it, but persistently refused, this awkwardness in Jiang Lai he never saw before.

"Jiang Lai! You’re here too, I just wondered if you’d come."

Group Eight members all arrived, Guo Li led the greeting to Jiang Lai, the other three quickly came over, surrounding Jiang Lai, as if finding their anchor, chatting and laughing.

"Qiao Chuweng said we’ll set off fireworks at the hillside later, there are plenty of motorcycles parked there too, the guys are eager to try."

There are fifty to sixty people in the villa, most of them followed up the hillside.

Everyone gathered to set off fireworks, eat barbecue, there were ready-made sky lanterns on the hilltop, and a specially built starry sky shelter with expensive professional telescopes inside.

"Wow Chu Wen, you’re amazing to find such a place!"

"This seems to be a private venue, usually not rented out. We got this chance thanks to the president’s presence."

"Wow president, your outfit is so cool! Professional motorcycle suit, this brand is expensive, just the helmet costs over twenty thousand."

Qiao Chuweng had already changed into her biker suit, holding a helmet in the crowd, waving to the not far off Fu Ming and Jiang Ci.

"Anyone interested can join in."

The girls all shook their heads intensely.

They’ve never touched such heavy motorcycles, let alone ridden them.

Looking at Qiao Chuweng, she seemed highly professional, the tight biker suit highlighting her perfect curves, so stunning in boots.

The girls showed longing in their eyes, grouped together with sighs.

"We’re all human, why is the gap so wide?"

"I just want to know if there’s anything Qiao Chuweng can’t do, she’s too versatile."

"And she seems specially trained, her mounting moves are impressively stylish, ahh, I think I’m falling for her."

The small squad from Group Eight, two girls holding Jiang Lai’s arms, whispered.

"Are we here just to watch her show off?"

"I don’t know why, but I just don’t like her, she seems not into hanging out with girls, preferring guys’ company."

"Exactly! Don’t you think, Jiang Lai? She acts superior in front of us, but gentle as water with the guys, two-faced!"

The two intensely discussed, while Jiang Lai listened with interest in the middle.

Little Buding, an innately gossiping fifty-year-old granny, was fascinated.

Just lacked roasted seeds now.

Fortunately, there were seeds on a nearby table.

Jiang Lai grabbed a handful and sat under the starry canopy shelling them, ready to enjoy the upcoming motorcycle show.

Shen Weizhou was inside too, close to Jiang Ci, both seemed to be talking.

Little Buding harnessed his gossipy spirit to live-broadcast for Jiang Lai.

Jiang Ci: "Jiang Lai knows what she needs to be doing, don’t bother her."

Shen Weizhou: "What position do you hold to say this? Her brother?"

Jiang Ci: "Because we’re alike."

Shen Weizhou sneered: "Put away your underhand motives, stay away from Jiang Lai!"

Little Buding puzzled.

"What underhand motives? What is Shen Weizhou talking about?"

Jiang Lai continued shelling seeds.

"Just let him talk, let’s watch the show, the race is starting soon."

Within the motorcycle team, Qiao Chuweng was the only female.

Before starting, she suggested appointing a referee.

"Jiang Lai, you’re right at the finish line, you be the judge, everyone listen, use Jiang Lai as the finish line, starting from the mountain top."

Gossipy Jiang Lai suddenly became the center of attention.

She didn’t say much, simply nodded and smiled generously at the team.

"Good luck warriors, this princess awaits your rescue!"

At these words, everyone burst into laughter, no one expected the usually studious Jiang Lai to be so playful when relaxed, joking like everyone else.