Transmigrating To Become The Boss’s Little Fairy

Chapter 49: 【49】

Qi Ying woke up in his arms.

When he opened his eyes, he was still confused, his small head was twitching in his neck socket, his lips rubbed his chin, and there was a soft moist.

Ji let his body look like he was overpowered, and trembled. He whispered to her, "Wake up?"

She nodded, rubbing her eyes, Ji Rong smiled, and leaned down to put her down. Qi Ying woke up completely when she stood on the ground, blinked, and suddenly thought of something, spread out her hand and looked at nothing.

Grievances set their sights on Ji Rang.

How about my candied fruit?

Ji made him laugh: "I dropped it and buy it next time." He lowered his head and fastened her scarf again: "Go back and sleep well."

Qi Ying nodded obediently.

When she got home, they were still asleep, and she went to take a bath lightly, then climbed to bed and continued to sleep. I knew she didn't come back in the early morning to call her, and slept until lunch.

After dinner, the family went to visit relatives. The relatives from the aunt's side, Qi Ying didn't know, Yu Cheng didn't want her to be uncomfortable, so she left her two hundred, and asked her to go to classmates in the afternoon eat delicious food.

Yu Yan was so envious that he hated walking relatives, especially those relatives who asked him how many points he had taken in the final exam. It is a pity that he must go and follow his parents away.

There is only Qi Ying left in the family. She first sent a message to Ji Rang to tell him he was awake, but did not receive a reply, and was probably still asleep. Send it to Yue Li again, and ask her to go shopping in the afternoon.

Yue Li sent a crying expression: I am walking with relatives in the countryside, and I will make an appointment when I come back!

It seemed that everyone was walking with relatives on the first day of the New Year. Qi Ying thought about it and simply packed his schoolbag and went to the library. Fortunately, the National Public Library is open at this time. The library is very empty, and she is basically alone.

Qi Ying did a chemistry problem for the second year of high school in the afternoon, and memorized the words of the first few units of English in the next semester. He left at more than five o'clock, stood on the back of the school bag, checked the map, and prepared to find a home. Something to eat in a delicious restaurant.

While looking around the map, a black Lincoln car stopped in front of her, the window rolled down, and a burst of heating with a scent of forest fluttered.

Ji Weiyan smiled and greeted her with a gentle smile: "Little girl, do you still know me?"

Qi Ying half wrapped her face under the scarf, Shui Lingling's eyes were a little timid, and she nodded slightly.

Ji Weiyan saw that she was a little nervous, opened the door and walked down, Wen said, "I'm Ji Rang's father. I want to invite you for a meal, can you?"

Qi Ying dragged his schoolbag with his finger, and he didn't know whether to promise or refuse.

She doesn't like getting in touch with unfamiliar people, and knows that she can't get into other people's cars at will.

But this uncle is the general's father.

When she entered the government in the last life, the old general had died of illness. Only from other populations had she heard how the high-ranking general was brave and warlike, but the tiger father had no dog, and his son did not lose his style.

Qi Ying pursed her lips, and nodded in Ji Weiyan's patient and careless eyes.

Ji Weiyan smiled and pulled the door for her. "Come in, it's cold outside."

Qi Ying sat in the car, took off his schoolbag, and held it in his arms, a little restrained. Ji Weiyan sat next to her and instructed the driver to drive before turning her head and asking her, "Little girl, what's your name?"

Qi Ying took the mobile phone and typed in the memo: Uncle, my name is Qi Ying.

There was a mistake on Ji Weiyan's face, and he asked for a moment, "You ... can't you speak?"

Qi Ying nodded.

Ji Weiyan didn't know what it was like, sighed silently, and touched her head lovingly. "Good boy, it doesn't matter." He said softly: "What does Ying Ying want to eat?"

Qi Ying typed and said: I can do it.

Ji Weiyan thought about what children of this age like to eat, but found that he didn't understand it at all, and finally instructed the driver to go to the French restaurant he frequents.

The environment is quiet and there are many flowers planted, and the little girl should like it.

The car was driving on the street. Ji Weiyan asked her a few words about the situation in the school, and Qi Ying seriously typed and answered him. When he learned that she had passed the ninth grade in the final exam, he asked with a smile: "Arang, how much progress did you make this semester. Did you help him?"

Qi Ying was a little hesitant and typed and said: He is smart and hard working.

The two were chatting. Ji Weiyan's cell phone rang, and the car was quiet. After being connected, Qi Ying heard the sound of that fire rushing: "General Manager, Madam fainted again!"

Ji Weiyan's face changed: "Have Dr. Chen been there?"

"I've called and I'm on my way."

He said in a deep voice, "I see, I'll be back here."

The driver also heard it and asked him when he hung up the phone: "General Manager Ji, can you turn home?"

Ji Weiyan looked out of the window. The car was already on the elevated platform and could not get off for a while. He calmed down and asked Qi Ying: "Yingying, uncle has to go home right away. Would you like to sit at his uncle's house?"

Qi Ying was a little hesitant.

He said gently: "You can go and see where Agen grew up."

Qi Ying knew that he had to rush home, and now it was inconvenient to send her, but he could not leave her on the elevated platform, so he nodded.

The car drove all the way back to Ji's home.

Ji's house is in the palm garden of the well-known villa area in the suburbs, a three-story single-family villa. The car drives directly into the private basement, and the elevator next to it leads directly to the living room.

Qi Ying kept holding her schoolbag and kept her eyes fixed.

Ji Weiyan asked Auntie to bring her a drink, and said in a warm voice, "Yingying, let's take a look first. Agen's room is at the end of the corridor on the second floor. I'll be back in a while."

She nodded obediently, Ji Weiyan smiled, and then hurried up the third floor.

Aunt Nanny quickly brought her several drinks and cut fruit. Qi Ying was a little accustomed to staying in a strange environment. After taking a box of milk, she climbed up the stairs to the second floor and found Ji Rang's room.

The door was closed, and she reached for the door **** and opened it.

Large cleaned room with everything you can find, but it can still be seen that this room has not been occupied for a long time.

Qi Ying walked in slowly.

There is a row of junior high school instruction books on the desk, and there are pen holders filled with pens, which are stacked in a thick stack of copybooks. The bookcase next to it is filled with must-read literary masterpieces by teenagers, as well as various comic books and military magazines.

Near the floor-to-ceiling windows is a large glass cabinet full of models of various gun tanks. A trophy was placed on the bookcase, and Qi Ying stepped on his feet to look at it. It was actually the championship trophy of the national youth shooting competition.

Next to the trophy is Ji Rong's winning photo.

The teenager in the photo looks very young, maybe only twelve or three years old, with a small face tightly, serious and serious, holding a handle in his hand. The gun is standing upright and straight, and he is aiming forward.

Even if he doesn't have a long head, it is hard to hide his handsomeness.

Ji Rang in the photo did not have the indifferent suffocation he now has. That kind of self-confidence and awe-inspiring temperament attracted everyone's attention like a dazzling sun.

Qi Ying took out her phone and took a picture of the trophy and photo frame. Immediately after the photo was taken, WeChat group popped out a few messages from Ai Te, and Qi Ying nodded in.

It was the group of "I fight and smoke but I am a good student". Qu Dazhuang was in Ait Jirang and told him to play basketball at No. 6 Middle School.

Ji Rang said: No, sour hands.

Qu Dazhuang asked: Hey? Did you hit the iron all night last night?

Ji Rong sent a rolling expression pack.

Qu Dazhuang and Ai Qi Ying: If you are going to date with en, you can tell! Don't perfuse me with this excuse!

Ji Rang ignored her and cut back to the message Qi Ying sent to him at noon: Just woke up, did you eat?

Qi Ying sat down beside the bed and thought about it, but still tell him the truth: not yet, I just met your father outside the library just now.

Ji Rang's news came back almost instantly: where are you?

Qi Ying sent the photo just taken.

There was no reply for a long time.

Qi Ying waited for a while, put away the mobile phone, and looked around in the room. I received a reply from Ji Ran more than ten minutes later: Don't run around in the room, I'll pick you up.

She obediently returned a "OK".

She didn't disturb the room, she just sat down at the desk and looked at the pile of yellow copybooks. From crooked strokes to flowing writing, you can almost imagine the picture of a teenager sitting here holding a pen and practicing calligraphy.

It turned out that his words were so beautiful.

Will shoot and win the championship.

Have read so many literary masterpieces.

She knew that he was amazing!

After a while, the door behind him was knocked. Qi Ying looked back, Ji Weiyan stood at the door and smiled gently: "Ying Ying, uncle is done, let's go."

She put the copybook in place and followed him downstairs.

A doctor-like person was standing in the living room and was explaining to a care worker: "Observe the vital signs one night and send me the records tomorrow morning. Be careful not to let her mood fluctuate during this period. great influence."

The nurse nodded again and again when he saw Ji Weiyan come down and asked him: "General Manager Ji, are you leaving?" Ji Weiyan nodded, and the nurse said, "Mrs. asked me to ask if you are going to eat at home tonight. Aunt Zhang was just ordered to go shopping. "

Ji Weiyan smiled: "Not tonight, I have a little friend, let my wife eat it myself."

The nurse looked curiously at Qi Ying, who was standing next to him, and wanted to ask, the door behind him suddenly burst open.

The sullen teenager's eyes were cold, his steps were large and fast, and everyone had not responded yet. He had walked straight to Qi Ying, pulled her by the wrist and dragged away.

The carer reacted, and angrily said, "Who are you ?! How can you break into the house!"

Ji Weiyan scolded her: "Shut up!" He hurried up a few steps, "Agen!"

This place season let one second do not want to stay longer, but he stopped in the end, looked at some of the overwhelmed girl around, turned back.

Qi Ying watched beside him. He tried to calm himself as much as possible, but still couldn't hide the anger in his eyes, staring at Ji Weiyan and saying, "Please roll out of my sight in the future and never appear in front of her again. "

Ji Weiyan sank with ruthless words: "What kind of **** is this!" He stepped in front of Ji Rang, took a deep breath and calmed down: "I just want Yingying to eat She has helped you a lot in studying, and I thank her very much. "

Ji Rang looked at him ironically: "My business has nothing to do with you."

Ji Weiyan didn't want to go head-to-head with him: "It's so easy to go back home and stay for a meal. Just for Chinese New Year today, what do you want to eat, I let my aunt do it."

The teenager looked at his eyes like his enemies: "Eating in this place, I will vomit with nausea." He suddenly glanced at the doctor and the caregiver standing next to him, knowing nothing, and deliberately smiled viciously: "The woman died Are you there? "

At that moment, Ji Weiyan felt like he never really knew this only son.

He only hopes that he can grow up well, and does not ask him to win glory, as long as he has good character. But he was willing to fall, and he could be regarded as rebellious by the actions of the bad boys before, but now the young man's viciousness like a serpent was on his face, which made him chill a bit.

He raised his hand and slapped him in the same way, as if to wake him up.

With a slam, a heavy fan in Ji Ran's face.

The room was filled with Ji Weiyan's roar: "Look at yourself now!"

Everyone froze.

Unexpectedly, Ji Weiyan, who has always been mild-tempered, turned out to be so angry.

Ji Weiyan also wanted to say something, Qi Ying who had been standing beside him suddenly rushed to the front of Ji Rang.

She opened her hands and guarded the boy behind her, like a little leopard with angry hair, staring at the opposite man fiercely, as if he would start again and bite him.

She was thin and weak, her slender back still trembling slightly.

But she tried to stand upright, stomped on her feet, trying to block all the teenagers.

Ji reminded me of many years ago.

In the same place and the same scene, Ji Weiyan slapped him in front of everyone in the Ji family.

At that time, no one was on his side.

He glanced at them coldly, without saying a word, turned around and walked out the door, never to return.

Now, for the girl in front of him, he once again stepped into this place that he hated and hated, and slapped again, but he was not as desperate as the last time.

He lowered his eyes, reached over the girl's weak wrist, and said softly, "Yingying, we are gone."

Qi Ying turned around.

Soft eyes are red.

Watching the gentle smile on the teenager's face, he nodded obediently.

He led her out of the door.

There is a light winter sun outside.

He heard a shallow sobbing sound, and looked away, the little girl was crying.

It was as if she had been beaten.

Ji Rang stopped walking, crouched down in front of her, and smiled to appease her: "Little fool, what are you crying for? Isn't it very fierce?

She burst into tears, stretched out her soft fingers, and carefully touched his red and swollen right face, as if asking him: Does it hurt?

He rubbed her warm fingertips with his face: "It doesn't hurt, don't cry."

Qi Ying pursed her lips with tears.