Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 480 - 37: The Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die

Chapter 480: Chapter 37: The Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die

"What’s wrong? Not going downhill?"

"Jiang Ci has gone mad, what’s the difference between riding like this and seeking death?"

Fu Ming opened the glass shield on his helmet slowly.

"This is someone else’s business, why care so much?"

"Jiang Ci is our friend, if it really doesn’t work out, I’ll call the police."

Fu Ming frowned and sighed.

"You’re the one who wanted to have fun, now you’re getting involved in so much, can you still enjoy yourself?"

Qiao Chuweng sneered as she looked at him.

"Jiang Ci can’t have an accident, Shen Weizhou can’t either, they’re not some reckless people with nothing to lose, why do they need to compete like this?"

She didn’t care, she had to stop them.

With this thought, she went to the starting point at the top of the mountain, lined up with Jiang Lai, and then they both rushed out together.

Jiang Lai’s speed was fast, and he turned even faster, the wheels almost carving a bright streak of sparks on the ground as he skimmed the steep mountain turns.

Soon, Qiao Chuweng realized that at this rate, she’d never catch Jiang Lai.

Without much hesitation, she immediately turned the handlebars to enter a small path, taking a shortcut from another route.

She did this, not to win, but for Jiang Ci.

As a friend, she couldn’t just stand by and watch him take risks.

The path was flat and narrow.

This was a dedicated passageway for delivering staff and supplies, a straight shot with no turns, and taking this route would mean saving a few minutes compared to the winding road.

The road was narrow and since there were no vehicles at night, the lights along the side were dim, Qiao Chuweng sped up, intent on catching up to Jiang Ci quickly, repeatedly twisting the throttle to its limit.

Seeing that taking this small path would let her reach the bottom of the mountain ahead of them, a hint of excitement flickered in Qiao Chuweng’s eyes.

On the dimly lit path, a stretched shadow slowly walked into view, and without reducing speed, Qiao Chuweng quickly turned the handlebars, making a sharp turn and speeding up, so when that shadow suddenly appeared on the path, she had completely lost control of her speed and direction.

"Bang—!!"

A loud crash.

The heavy bike flew out, and Qiao Chuweng swiftly adjusted her posture, letting herself fall onto the soft grass to the side.

As the world spun around her, Qiao Chuweng lay on the ground for a long time with a frown before climbing up, taking off her helmet and looking around, there was no one around.

Her heart pounded, breath erratic, her ears rang and breath short, Qiao Chuweng scrambled up in panic, looking around.

Finally, she saw the grass shaking not far away.

There was also a faint call for help from the grass.

At the moment she heard the sound, Qiao Chuweng instinctively took several steps back.

"Not dead... not dead..."

The person wasn’t dead.

But she was going so fast just now, even if they weren’t dead, they must be seriously injured.

Serious injury...

Disabled, paralyzed, brain dead, vegetative state...

A series of thoughts flashed through, and Qiao Chuweng shuddered as she hurried over to check the fallen motorcycle.

As expected of Shen Weizhou’s secret bike, the quality was excellent, even after such a fall, it was still rideable.

Qiao Chuweng forced herself to calm down, after a whirlwind of thoughts, she lifted the motorcycle with effort, bearing the pain in her calf, and mounted it.

Before exiting the small path, she stopped and checked her leg.

The fabric at her lower leg and knee area was completely worn through, with blood seeping from the exposed skin. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

She frowned, took off her jacket and tied it around her waist, covering the knee wound.

After ensuring there were no sounds around, she rode the motorcycle back to the main road and continued downward.

By the time she arrived, Shen Weizhou and Jiang Ci were already there.

And Jiang Lai had also arrived before her.

She was fourth.

"Qiao Chuweng is here!! Qiao Chuweng!! Goddess did great!!"

With cheers all around, Qiao Chuweng forced a smile, making herself accept the praise with composure.

She had long been used to these sounds.

But this time, she was a bit distracted.

What happened to the person in the grass on the small path?

If they were disabled, it would be for the best since there were no surveillance cameras there, and if discovered in the morning and sent to the hospital, it would be at most the mountain administrator’s responsibility.

But if they were dead, it would be troublesome.

There would definitely be a lot of investigations.

Qiao Chuweng didn’t want to think much about it.

Whether the person was dead or alive, it had nothing to do with her.

She hadn’t taken the small path.

Yes...

She had never taken the small path.

The bet didn’t seem so important at that moment, Qiao Chuweng absently pushed her motorcycle back, suddenly remembering something, and quickly turned on her phone’s light to shine on the side of her motorcycle.

There, the glaring white marks clearly told others what this bike had just gone through.

Qiao Chuweng’s hands trembled slightly.

The people outside were celebrating, noisy and bustling.

Qiao Chuweng pretended as if nothing had happened, walking out, maintaining a facade of calmness as she joined everyone in eating, drinking, and partying all night.

Early the next morning, before it was light, the person Qiao Chuweng contacted had already arrived.

"Clean off the marks on the motorcycle as much as possible, and then, make some scratches on that silver motorcycle."

The person didn’t understand why Qiao Chuweng wanted to do this.

"Such a good motorcycle, do we really need to scratch it?"

Repairing this one was understandable, but damaging another one seemed such a waste.

"Just do what I tell you, our family pays you, and you just need to keep your mouth shut and get the job done."

The person silently nodded at this.

The world of rich people was indeed beyond his understanding, as long as he wasn’t responsible for compensation, he’d comply.

An entire day, Qiao Chuweng kept waiting for news from the mountains.

One day, two days, three days passed, and she was like a startled bird at any small disturbance, but in the end, it was all a false alarm.

The whole winter break passed without any news of a death on the mountain.

Even after investigating, she hadn’t learned of any serious injuries, and now there wasn’t a peep.

With this conclusion, there was only one possibility.

Someone intentionally suppressed the news.

Who had such capability?

Shen Weizhou.

Only Shen Weizhou.

This matter would be easily traced back to Jiang Lai’s ridden motorcycle, with that distinct marking.

But now Jiang Lai was unaffected, and she hadn’t received any information; the only reason was that Shen Weizhou had smoothed everything over once he discovered Jiang Lai was a suspect.

Knowing this gave Qiao Chuweng a brief sense of relief, but it was immediately followed by dissatisfaction.

If Jiang Lai had truly done this, Shen Weizhou would surely handle the mess for her.

Why?

What made her deserve Shen Weizhou’s favoritism?

Finally, winter break ended without any news about a nighttime collision on the mountain.

Gradually, Qiao Chuweng let go of her worry.

No matter what, it had nothing to do with her.

Even if it came to light later, it would be Jiang Lai’s responsibility.