Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!

Chapter 715 - 13: The Cannon Fodder Best Friend of the Tragic Romance Heroine (13)

Quick Transmigration: The Mad Beauty Refuses to Be the Scapegoat!

Chapter 715 - 13: The Cannon Fodder Best Friend of the Tragic Romance Heroine (13)

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Chapter 715: Chapter 13: The Cannon Fodder Best Friend of the Tragic Romance Heroine (13)

Jiang Lai took it and wiped casually.

Treat yourself better. If conditions allowed, she wanted to use such soft material to wipe her mouth every day.

When Zhao Zhaozhao came back after a round of shopping, she happened to see a man of extraordinary temperament handing a handkerchief to Jiang Lai.

Being in sales, she recognized the price of the handkerchief at a glance. Her gaze quickly swept across the man.

Simple, custom private wear from head to toe, understated, luxurious.

The other party was very wealthy. Although she couldn’t discern his exact status, he was at least a nouveau riche from the upper circles.

The moment she saw this man, Zhao Zhaozhao understood where the money for Jiang Lai’s apartment came from.

She didn’t expect Jiang Lai to have such skills, to hook up with a man who appeared to be so wealthy and powerful!

Thinking about how she had always advised herself to stay away from Fu Lihan, but now she herself was cozying up to a similar man.

Zhao Zhaozhao felt a lump in her chest.

For Jiang Lai’s sake, she didn’t hesitate to break ties with Fu Lihan, giving up the promised riches to continue being a real estate salesperson in this small place.

But what about Jiang Lai?

Zhao Zhaozhao felt a glaring betrayal, clutching the hem of her clothing, she stared at the man opposite Jiang Lai for a long time.

Every move exuded an outstanding temperament, gentle and elegant, handsome and charming.

Compared to Fu Lihan, he was not lacking in the slightest.

No wonder Jiang Lai insisted on eating here, turns out she was waiting to put on a show for this man.

Taking a deep breath to calm her emotions, Zhao Zhaozhao instinctively let her hair down, ran her fingers through it, and then silently walked forward.

"Do you like it here?"

Lu Zhixing looked at the bustling and lively scene around, carefully observing Jiang Lai’s expression.

"I quite like it. The crayfish here is really good."

It’s worth what it costs, as long as it tastes good.

Mr. Lu nodded, thoughtfully.

Jiang Lai was about to clean up the mess in front of her when she suddenly sensed someone approaching her rapidly from behind. With years of experience, Jiang Lai instinctively got up and dodged sideways.

Lu Zhixing reacted faster, stood up with long legs and retreated back three steps.

"Jiang Lai, why are you still eating—ah!!"

A disheveled woman suddenly rushed in from behind, and without Jiang Lai to buffer, she uncontrollably fell onto the greasy, saucy table.

Lobster shells scattered all over the place.

Zhao Zhaozhao lay on the table, her nose filled with a spicy and tangy scent.

With trembling hands, she awkwardly got up, and upon seeing her white top stained with red sauce, she couldn’t help but shout.

"Jiang Lai, why did you dodge!"

Jiang Lai, standing by the side, showed no remorse.

"You rushed at me from behind for no reason, I thought someone was trying to ambush me."

Zhao Zhaozhao hurriedly grabbed tissues to wipe the grease off her clothes.

This outfit cost her nearly a month’s salary, and she had just worn it, now stained with these things that can’t be washed out.

She wanted to blame Jiang Lai, but considering someone was watching them from the side, she forced a difficult smile.

"We often do this, sorry, I mistakenly thought you’d recognize me."

After speaking, she casually picked up the handkerchief on the table to wipe the grease from her hair.

After wiping, she suddenly exclaimed.

"Oops, Jiang Lai is this yours? I accidentally picked it up, sorry, I’ll take it back, wash it, and return it to you cleaned."

Jiang Lai shook her head with a faint smile.

"It’s not mine, it’s his."

Upon saying this, Zhao Zhaozhao belatedly looked at Lu Zhixing opposite.

"Ah, sorry, I didn’t notice someone here, my apologies... I’ll take this handkerchief back and clean it, if not, I’ll buy you a new one."

Zhao Zhaozhao spoke flawlessly, neither humble nor pushy, quickly diverting her gaze from Lu Zhixing to Jiang Lai with curiosity.

"Who is he? I haven’t seen him before."

"A friend."

Lu Zhixing said nothing much, after all, Jiang Lai’s identity wasn’t public yet; revealing it might put her in danger.

This answer almost confirmed Zhao Zhaozhao’s thoughts.

This man before her had an uncommon relationship with Jiang Lai, and the apartment she bought must have been sponsored by him.

Casually taking out several million, even Fu Lihan couldn’t do that.

Either, his relationship with Jiang Lai had reached a very intimate stage.

Or, he was wealthy enough not to care about a few million.

Based on her understanding of Jiang Lai, the latter seemed more plausible.

Jiang Lai had been preparing for graduate studies since college, had a social circle so small it was almost nonexistent, so how did she meet such a person?

Zhao Zhaozhao was full of doubt and curiosity but could only hold back and watch the interaction between the two.

Lu Zhixing didn’t pay much attention to the suddenly appeared Zhao Zhaozhao, just shook his head to indicate the handkerchief needn’t be compensated, then walked over to Jiang Lai’s side, and said softly.

"You’ve drunk quite a bit, let me drive you home."

Catching a ride was, of course, good.

"Sure, thank you."

Zhao Zhaozhao couldn’t hear what they were saying, seeing they were leaving, she quietly followed and asked Jiang Lai.

"Heading home?"

"Yeah, heading home, aren’t you?"

Looking at the direction, Zhao Zhaozhao realized it was completely opposite of her home.

Ever since Jiang Lai bought her apartment, the two who originally lived close now had one in a luxurious high-rise in the new district, and the other in an outdated rundown area.

If it wasn’t for working in the sales office, she probably wouldn’t have any interaction with Jiang Lai anymore.

"Home, home... but it’s so late, do you have a car? Do you mind if I catch a ride?"

"Do you know what a ride is? My place is a street south, your place is north, and you still need to cross three overpasses."

Jiang Lai’s simple sentence made Zhao Zhaozhao awkwardly freeze in place.

"Never mind, if it’s inconvenient for you then forget it."

"It is quite inconvenient, taking the third subway line to the end is faster than driving."

With that, Jiang Lai immediately walked toward Lu Zhixing who was waiting by the side.

Zhao Zhaozhao didn’t consider herself a thick-skinned person, with Jiang Lai clearly not wanting her to follow, she certainly wouldn’t disturb of her own accord.

Jiang Lai acting this way, Zhao Zhaozhao could understand too.

After all, from childhood till now, the boys around them always liked her.

Jiang Lai had always been the background.

Even the boy she had a crush on since childhood confessed to her the night before graduation.

Zhao Zhaozhao knew Jiang Lai had been secretly jealous of her all along.

If that’s the case, it’s understandable she refused to let her ride.

Surely worried the affluent second-generation she finally attracted would end up falling for someone else, right?

Upon this thought, Zhao Zhaozhao couldn’t help feeling a bit desolate.

She had considered Jiang Lai her best friend.

Yet Jiang Lai had always been wary of and excluded her.

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