Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!-Chapter 448: Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die (5)

Chapter 448: Cannon Fodder Stepsister Doesn’t Want to Die (5)

Indeed, most of her previous missions required Jiang Lai to destroy with hatred, but this time, she had to save and make amends with love and remorse.

This was what Jiang Lai was least good at.

All night, Jiang Lai only went to bed after dawn at around five, sleeping for just two and a half hours.

At seven thirty, as soon as the alarm rang, Jiang Lai swiftly got out of bed, managed her morning routine with one arm, changed into her school uniform, downed the milk on the table, and then grabbed a piece of toast and walked out.

Jiang Zhen Sheng was about to send her as usual, but Jiang Lai refused.

"The school is not far from here, I’d like to walk over and get some exercise."

"Then be careful on the road. Your mom went to the hospital early to get the report, call me if there’s anything. By the way, here’s today’s allowance, take it. If it’s not enough, ask me for more."

With that, Jiang Zhen Sheng directly pulled out two bills from his wallet and handed them to Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai glanced at them, then took one from the two.

"Thanks, Dad. Goodbye, Dad."

Jiang Zhen Sheng looked surprised, then smiled with relief.

How come the child suddenly seemed to become a lot more sensible.

If only they could always be this sensible.

"Won’t this break your character? I see Jiang Zhen Sheng looking at you like you’re a stranger."

"It won’t. Mao Fang is sick, his company is also having issues. I can’t possibly be unaware, and knowing it, I cannot possibly not change."

Jiang Lai’s tone slowed down, walking slowly on the path with her backpack and ponytail, causing Little Buding’s heart to race.

Who didn’t have a Bai Yueguang during their school days? Most looked just like Jiang Lai now, clean and beautiful.

Thinking about this, Little Buding quickly shook his head.

Ah, wake up! Damn, this is Jiang Lai! The Jiang Lai who’s unblinking in deception and skilled in disguise!

Almost got fooled by her appearance.

Passing by a breakfast shop, Shen Weizhou was sitting there with long legs, gulping down soy milk, as the crowded little breakfast shop was filled with students and parents having breakfast.

A boy facing the street raised his head and suddenly saw the girl passing by the breakfast shop entrance, causing the bun in his mouth to drop into the soup, splattering it onto Shen Weizhou’s face, who cursed in anger.

"Damn it, are you a pig? Splattering food everywhere!"

"Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, look outside, isn’t that your girlfriend Jiang Lai!"

Upon hearing Jiang Lai, Shen Weizhou frowned and glanced over. The girl in the white short-sleeved shirt and black-and-white striped short skirt uniform had just stopped at the traffic light, waiting to cross. A summer breeze blew, stirring her fine fringe and short skirt, while her knee-high boots covered her slender calves, revealing a fair section of her thigh. The shoulder carrying the backpack appeared thin and delicate, like lotus roots, one arm was hanging obediently at her side, and the other was cast in plaster.

Looking at her face, as if the glow was coming from inside her skin, her round face was small and pretty, with eyes dark and shiny like gems, calmly watching ahead.

When the green light blinked and the crowd surged forward, Shen Weizhou’s eyes fixed on Jiang Lai as if she was a walking source of light, endlessly attracting his gaze.

The soup on his face was about to dry when someone beside him got up and said,

"Excuse me."

This brought Shen Weizhou back to his senses, forcing himself to hurriedly avoid his gaze, randomly grabbing his backpack and standing up, wiping his face aimlessly, striding out in pursuit.

Jiang Lai was not walking fast, and Shen Weizhou caught up in a few steps.

"Jiang Lai!"

He shouted, and Jiang Lai turned to look at him, her eyes indifferent as if with a hook making Shen Weizhou’s heart itch.

"Is this how you react when your boyfriend calls you?"

Jiang Lai looked ahead.

"We broke up."

"I didn’t agree!"

"Do you think we’re getting a divorce? Do I need your consent?"

The sharpness of her words made Shen Weizhou feel nothing but unwillingness and anger.

"Do you think I’m someone you can just dump?"

With that, Shen Weizhou grabbed Jiang Lai’s backpack, intending to help her carry it, but Jiang Lai thought he was going to make a move on her, so she turned to the side, pulled down the backpack, and kicked towards Shen Weizhou’s calf.

"Ah!!" 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

The kick made Shen Weizhou hop in place hugging his leg, his pale face turning red with pain.

Jiang Lai grabbed her backpack and quickly walked away, unwilling to waste time that could be spent on her early reading and recitation.

During the early reading class, everyone else’s voices dragged on, while the recitation from the back of the liberal arts and science building transmitted to the art building.

In the whole class, only Jiang Lai’s voice was clear and firm, every English word sounded melodic coming from her mouth.

In fact, English was the simplest subject for Jiang Lai, she could effortlessly score full marks since in her real world, and in many worlds she had been through, English had always been her best second language.

But to maintain her study state, she would recite an English essay when required to memorize English, enabling her to recall many previously forgotten classical quotations during Chinese recitation time.

Since it involves task content, even if it was just info Little Buding could find with a click, he couldn’t make any sound during the exam.

Besides, Jiang Lai didn’t stoop to that.

She’s focused enough, and smart enough to effortlessly and pressurelessly find the path to hard work within the original owner’s body, which had wasted their entire student life.

The first monthly exam was the first test after the separation of arts, science, and literature classes.

Art students only needed to test in Chinese, math, and English, while science and literature students had to test in additional selected subjects.

Jiang Lai unsurprisingly was placed in the last exam room, with Shen Weizhou in front the row before her.

During the exam, Shen Weizhou spent more than half the time sleeping, ten minutes writing his paper, and the remaining half hour propping his chin up watching Jiang Lai, seated at the corner.

She constantly bent over calculating, taking her Chinese, math, and English exams very seriously.

For a moment, Shen Weizhou thought Jiang Lai might actually score well, because her daily hard work was obvious for everyone to see.

Initially, people covertly mocked her efforts as fake, but after half a month, no one said that anymore.

Because when someone pretends to work hard for over ten days, it’s no longer pretend.

Shen Weizhou spun his pen, reflecting on Jiang Lai’s words.

She said her mom was ill, and her dad was going bankrupt. It seemed those were true.

After the exam ended, the invigilating teacher collected Jiang Lai’s papers, glanced at the front of her math paper filled with choices and gaps, couldn’t help looking at Jiang Lai several more times, then nodded with a smile.