Transmigrating To Become The Boss’s Little Fairy

This photo has been around for some years.

Although it has been glued, yellowing is still inevitable. The woman in the photo has the long curly hair that was popular in that era, wearing a white dress, with clear eyes and soft facial features, like the stars in earlier movies.

The little boy in her arms was also very cute, but it seemed that she had just cried before taking the picture, her eyes were red with water, her neck was tight, and she looked at the camera pitifully.

Wu Yinghua looked at it for a long time and didn't recognize who they were, and looked inside the envelope. There was nothing except this photo. Curious, Yu Yue washed her hands and came out. When she saw what she was holding, she suddenly yelled, "What are you doing, mom! Don't mess with me!"

Wu Yinghua was accustomed to her son's irritability and asked, "Who is this picture?"

Yu Xuan rushed over to grab the photos and envelopes in two or three steps. He was unhappy: "Others!" He shoved the photos back into the envelopes, and became furious: "Don't flip through my schoolbag!"

Wu Yinghua was also outraged by his attitude: "Who flipped your schoolbag? You did not install it and it fell out! And even if I turned it over, what happened? I am your mother! You fell from my stomach Come out, which thing did you give me that I didn't give you? "

Yu Yue shouted: "Then you put me back! Did you pass me and you gave birth to me?"

Yu Cheng returned from work, opened the door and entered the house to interrupt the quarrel: "I heard your voice outside, what are you doing? Whose voice is louder than that?"

He walked over and slapped him on the back of Yu Yue. "No big, no small, old-fashioned mother." Wu Yinghua also said, "How grown up, and quarreled with his son."

Wu Yinghua sneered: "He is now grown up, his wings are rigid, it doesn't matter if I am a mother."

Yu Yue grew more and more angry, and felt that the middle-aged woman near the menopause was simply unreasonable. Obviously, she had made a mistake first. A sentence "I am your mother" can occupy the highlands. Does the child have no human rights? !!

Yu Yue burst into the bedroom, thumped the door, and locked it.

This time Wu completely enraged Wu Yinghua: "Do you dare to lose my temper? Yu Yue! You give me out! I won't pack you today, what about the key? The door key, open it to me!"

Yu Cheng pulled and persuaded, and the chickens in the room jumped for a while. Qi Ying, who had cleaned up the chopsticks and came out of the kitchen, realized that her aunt was getting angry.

Yu Yue is the age of rebellion, and it is not one or two to offend parents.

Yu Cheng eloquently persuaded for a long time, Wu Yinghua finally stopped cursing and began to sit on the sofa and wipe tears. What son grew up and didn't listen to his mother. He was almost dead when he was born. He drew a lot of **** and pissed, and before he began to enjoy his blessing, he was already suspected of being abandoned. In this way, wouldn't she marry her out after getting married.

Besides, she never turned that schoolbag!

Aggrieved.

Although Yu Yue locked the door, she could still hear Wu Yinghua's crying cry, and she was so angry that she struck the bed. He glanced at the envelope he threw on the bed, tearing it apart.

He thought so hard, all blame Jirang!

However, the matter of the trustee was the one who did not move the envelope, and stuffed it back into the schoolbag.

By eight o'clock, the door was knocked softly, and I heard that it was Qi Ying. Yu Yue opened a crack in the door, and Qi Ying stood outside with hot food and handed it to him.

"Your mother?"

Qi Ying said silently, "Sleep."

Actually, she didn't sleep. The meals were all hot by Wu Yinghua, but she was brought over.

Yu Yue's stomach has long sung the empty city plan, and she no longer lives with her, taking the bowl and madly eating. Yu Cheng slipped out and inquired a few times, returned to the house and said to Wu Yinghua: "What do you think of the hungry son, he is growing up and doing a lot of work."

Wu Yinghua brushed the vibrato in bed. After a few hours, her anger was gone, she only snorted and said nothing.

The next morning, Wu Yinghua went to call Yu Yu, who always liked to get up, as usual.

Breakfast is ready.

Yu Wei was a little awkward. She ate the tomato and egg noodles that the mother got up in the morning and greeted before leaving: "Mum, I'm gone."

"Have you got the bus card? Are the keys installed? Wait a moment, the collar is turned in after the school uniform."

She lingered as usual, unchanged.

Mother and child can't have night feud.

After getting on the bus, Yu Yue had already left out last night's farce, and he began to think about how to transfer the envelope to Ji Rang.

The easiest way is of course to let Qi Ying give, but how can he let his sister take the initiative to contact Ji Rang!

Dangerous things must come by themselves.

Alas, I knew it was so troublesome that I shouldn't have accepted this letter yesterday.

It really makes Jizhi faint.

Thinking about it all the way, Yu Yue feels that the safest way is to secretly plug, to avoid positive contact with Ji Rang, after all, he just clashed with the group of Qu Dazhuang yesterday.

Yu Xuan immediately sent a message to Yang Xinyuan to ask him if there are any physical education classes in class two or nine today. And threatened that if the message went wrong again, while he was sleeping, hack him and disband all his qq groups.

Yang Xinyuan was so frightened that he sent the class schedule of Zhang Jiu directly.

There really is a physical education class, the third quarter in the morning.

Yu Yue is full of confidence.

After arriving at school, Qi Ying separated from him. After entering the classroom, most of the classmates have already arrived. Those who are chatting and reading are rushing homework. She took off her schoolbag and was putting books in the desk. Something was blocking it.

Qi Ying reached in and touched, feeling two cool boxes.

Taken out curiously, at a glance, it was a piece of mango mousse and a piece of matcha cake.

I don't know when it was put in, the surface of the box was slightly condensed with water, and it was cool.

She blinked as she held the box, and smiled sweetly at the corners of her lips.

...

After the second lesson, Yu Fei pretended to be in the toilet and ran to the second high school floor. After passing through the nine classrooms, I saw that the class was almost empty. There were still a few students packing and they seemed to be leaving soon .

He knew Ji Rang was sitting in the last row by the window.

When the last few students left, they slid in through the back door and went straight to Ji Rang's seat.

There is nothing on the desk, and it is the same inside the desk. He pulled the envelope out of his trouser pocket and shoved it carefully into the desk.

You're done, with a relieved smile on your face and turning to leave.

Looking up, the two girls stood hand in hand at the back door of the classroom, staring at him dumbfounded.

Yu Xuan ran and ran, but did not forget to cover her face with her hands when she ran.

In the morning, Haicheng's first middle school spread all over. There was a boy to Ji Rangsai love letter, still a freshman in high school.

Yu Yan: .........

In the classroom of class nine, Ji Ran, who was sweating after taking a physical education class, sat in his seat, leaning on Erlang's legs, and looked at the letter on the desk with complicated eyes.

A few people around stared at the bronze bell, and Qu Da Zhuang worshiped, "Let me, take it apart! I haven't received a love letter from a boy yet. What is it like?"

Stuck by Liu Haiyang: "Don't you even receive a girl's love letter!"

Ji Rongji laughed, picked up the envelope, and wanted to tear it directly. It feels strange when touched, not like a letter.

He opened it casually and squinted inside.

After seeing what it was, the careless expression suddenly changed.

The surrounding people shivered.

Ji made his face somber and stretched his thin lips into a line. He squeezed the envelope and left the classroom without saying a word.

As soon as Qi Ying reached the end of the corridor, he saw Ji Rang stepping out from the back door of the classroom and heading upstairs. The long-legged steps are large, and one step can go up two steps, but Qi Ying can't do it. You have to trot all the way to keep up.

Climbed three flights of stairs and was breathless.

Ji Rang didn't know that there was someone behind him. At first he thought he was going upstairs, and he was too lazy to look back. Along the way to the rooftop, the slightly panting voice followed, and he turned impatiently, seeing Qi Ying, who was walking a few steps behind, holding on to the railing.

His pupils opened, his fingers holding the envelope trembled, and he asked coldly, "What are you doing with Lao Tzu?"

Qi Ying looked at him eagerly and died.

She didn't want to follow him to climb such a multi-story building, but she couldn't catch up with her life, and shouted and shouted.

The bell rang sharply, and Ji Ran frowned. "Go back to class."

Qi Ying slowed down for a while, and finally he wasn't so pant, let go of the railing and go up.

Ji Rang gritted his teeth: "Let you go back to class to hear me!"

Qi Ying reached the steps in front of him and looked up slightly. He was panting, and his lips were red. I don't know if it was because of sweating. Ji Rong always felt that the light strawberry fragrance on her body was more intense.

Annoyed him.

Qi Ying reached out his hand.

In the palm of the hand lies a strawberry-flavored fudge.

His heart beeps twice, as if hitting the drum head, and the rest echoes back and forth in his body.

It took me a long time to get back my voice: "You follow me, just want to give me this?"

She tilted her head and smiled sweetly at him, and Xingzi's eyes seemed to be saying: Yeah.

Ji Rang stared at the strawberry candy.

Because the palm temperature is too high, the sugar melts, and the sweet strawberry flavor evaporates into the air.

He whispered, "I don't like sugar."

The white palm reveals a light pink, the fingers are white and thin, and the soft swirls of the fingers can be seen.

After a long while, he reached out his hand, took the sugar, ripped the wrapping paper, and put it in his mouth.

It's so sweet.

But somehow calmed his violent mood.

Qi Ying saw that he ate sugar, and his eyes were bent happily, and he looked at his watch again, and found that he was already in class. He opened his mouth, waved his hand quickly, and turned around.

Ji Rang shouted, "Slow down!"

The clatter of footsteps quickly disappeared into the corridor, and the sound of the surrounding was so quiet that he only ate sugar.

The door to the rooftop was locked, but he had already acquired the key mold and assigned it himself. Unlock the lock and the cool wind rushes on.

Ji Rong finished eating strawberry candy, rolled his tongue around his mouth, and then took out his mobile phone, calmly and called Ji Min.

It was connected soon, Ji Ji had not spoken yet, he asked quietly, "What do you mean?"

Ji Min was silent for a while and then said, "That photo has been kept in Uncle's wallet."

Ji Rang laughed wryly, sarcastically: "So? What do you want to prove? He misses the old? Or is he guilty?"

Ji Yan sighed: "Don't get angry at me, do you think I want to take this errand and tell you this? It's just that the whole family can contact you, isn't there any way? If you don't want to come back, just let me go, I talk to them Say you pulled me black. "

Ji Ran said lightly: "I'm dead."

Ji Min paused, but still couldn't hold back, shouting at the last second of the line: "Agen, grandpa was unconscious again yesterday, and he was always calling your name when he was rescued."

There was a long silence on the phone, and Ji Jun thought he was gone. She tentatively shouted, "Agen?"

For a long time, I heard the sneer on the phone: "Did you forget? He didn't recognize me." He smiled lowly: "It's your Ji family, don't recognize me as a murderer.

The breathing on the phone became thick. Ji Yan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "No one thinks you are ..."

He didn't finish talking, but was interrupted by Ji Ran's impatient cold voice: "Okay, don't bother me with these things anymore."

He hung up.

The strawberry taste in the mouth had already faded a lot, and the violent emotion that had been suppressed had surfaced again. Like a barbed hook, tearing his internal organs from the bottom up.

He squatted slowly while holding the railing, and the wind on the rooftop blew his loose school uniform. His voice was low, like he was saying to himself, "I'll slow down, just slow down."

There was a mixed reading in the classroom downstairs.

After a long time, he stood up.

Cover the pain and suffocation under the eyes, and only indifferent indifference.

The teaching building was empty. After 20 minutes of class, he didn't shout a report and went straight through the back door of the classroom. The teacher stood on the podium and was furious. "Jirang! Don't come in if you don't want to go to class! Affect other students to listen to class!"

He turned a deaf ear and walked back to his seat without a word, and took out the high school math book from his bag.

The corners of the photo that has been pinched are flattened and clipped into the pages.

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