Transmigrating To Become The Boss’s Little Fairy

When did they meet Ji Ran and laugh so softly.

Still facing a girl.

Ji Rang from a middle school student, violent! fierce! sinister! He does not agree with his words, has a bad temper, and is best at solving problems with his fists! It's wild and cold, it doesn't look good to anyone, it's super fierce!

Since this time, everyone has realized his indifference, but he looks handsome. They did not see those **** and violent past, but it only increased his charm.

Anyway, he is the same to everyone, it doesn't matter! Everyone is very balanced!

Anyway, it's a woman who can't get the big brother!

But now, the big guy squatted in front of a little girl and laced her shoes.

After tying the shoelaces, he looked up and smiled, the gentle smile under his eyes was more dazzling than the big sun today.

Who said that big guys like men? ? ? Dog than! !! !!

There was a crackling heart around.

Ji Rang, like not knowing someone nearby, stood up holding the water bottle and whispered, "Is it hot?"

Qi Ying shook her head and said, "But I still want to eat ice cream."

He smiled: "Well, buy it."

He walked a little ahead, and the taller slightly blocked the sloping daylight for her. The steps were slow, and she took her steps.

A whispered whisper came around.

Qi Ying glanced over and told Ji Rang, "A lot of people are watching you."

"Is that so?" The big-faced guy changed his face, "I didn't notice, I didn't see it."

Qi Ying laughed secretly.

She didn't feel unhappy at all. Yue Li has always come to tell her who and who has confessed to Ji Rang in her love letter these days, even more angry than her.

But she didn't feel angry.

When I was in General's Mansion, some people always came to tell my relatives, and all of them were still my wife. The grandfather's daughter, the grandfather's daughter, and finally the emperor's favorite princess.

But the generals refused in the end.

The reason for using it is the same: the world is not peaceful, and the unintentional children have long love.

He secretly told her that the general was protecting her in his way.

At that time she seemed to understand, and now she understands his intentions.

This person could have refused her Majesty's marriage for her, and she trusted him completely.

Ji Rang found that she was laughing and couldn't help laughing, and stretched out her hands and rubbed two casually on her head.

Her eyes were bent into crescents: "Oh yeah."

Ji Rang felt why the little girl did not play cards according to common sense. "Why?"

"So many people like you, I'm happy."

With so many people like you, will it at least make you feel that you are not so lonely in this world?

Ji Rang looked at the soft light in her eyes and wondered if she could see what she thought. He didn't speak again, until he walked to the street and waited for the red light to cross the road, Qi Ying heard him whisper, "Not so much."

Don't have that much, it's enough to have you alone.

...

The preliminaries of the league are over. The students in the first year and the second year of high school have finished the review of the last week, and finally ushered in the hot exam in the summer.

The teachers in each class are explaining. The teachers of this paper have integrated the real college entrance examination questions. They must carefully review the questions, check them carefully, and take the most realistic level to face the college entrance examination.

Ji Ran was nervous for this for a long time, afraid that he would not rush into the 100-person barrier.

It was not until the end of the exam that the transcript came out in relief. The ninety-nine is very dangerous and worthy of his days and nights.

Liu Yao was happy to die. The ninth class was originally the class with the crane tail. The first 100 of the grade were seedlings of key universities. Ji Rang squeezed into the top 100 of the grade and ranked fifth in the class.

Holding the transcript and shouting loudly on the podium: "We must learn from Ji Rong! Use him as an example!"

Class 9 students: "..."

I didn't expect that one day we would use the school bully as an example, it was too **** magical.

After the final exams, even if this group of seniors formally entered the senior year, after the transcripts came out, the senior high school class would have to hold a parent meeting to prepare for the senior high school mobilization.

Ji Rang never called anyone to attend a parent meeting.

I don't plan to call it this time.

On the day of the parents' meeting, he practiced with the team on the playground. After all, the exam is over and the semi-finals will be held next week. The opponent is not weak. He said that he should show Qi Ying the first and cannot relax.

The parents' meeting started at eight in the morning. Yu Cheng specially took a leave to hold a parent meeting for Qi Ying.

She passed the fifth grade of the year and the third in the class this time. When Liu Qinghua saw Yu Cheng, she boasted her like a flower, what a good obedience, and she worked hard, as long as she stayed in the next year. At present, Tsinghua Peking University is absolutely no problem.

Yu Cheng couldn't close his mouth.

Parents' meeting will be held until 10 o'clock, and students will return to class after the end of the class. After all, it is a junior high school student. After finishing the final textbook with summer vacation supplementary classes, a review will begin on September.

After the team practiced the ball, Ji Rong looked at the time. The parents' meeting was over, wiped the sweat, and held the basketball and walked to the classroom.

When I walked to the gate of Class Nine, I saw Ji Weiyan.

The parents in the classroom had already left, and only Ji Weiyan was still standing under the podium. Liu Yao looked happily to talk to him. Ji Weiyan looked mild and nodded with a smile.

Yu Guangxi went to the door and someone turned around and looked at him. When he saw Ji Rang, his smile grew softer: "Agen."

Liu Yao also saw him, and said happily, "I've finished the game? I'm telling your dad what your score is. This time it is really a good test. As long as you keep stable and progress in the senior year, you will be sure to repeat it no problem!"

Ji Rang's body was gone, all that was left was the cold resistance, and there was no feeling in his eyes, and he asked, "What are you doing?"

Liu Yao said, "How do you talk to your dad, you child?"

Ji Weiyan didn't mind his attitude, but smiled gently: "Ms. Liu called me and said that a parent-teacher meeting would be held and I would come over."

Ji Rang showed his face and spoke like thorns: "Who admits you are my parents?"

Liu Yao always knew that the relationship between the father and the son was not good, but he did not expect to have reached the point where he met like an enemy. What else did he want to say? Ji Weiyan smiled at him, and Wen Sheng said, "Mr. Liu, I want to talk to Arang alone for a while, please."

Liu Yao sighed and left through the back door.

Only two of them were left in the huge classroom.

Ji made his eyes cold and impatient: "I have nothing to say to you, and I don't care about your business."

Ji Weiyan approached two steps and looked at him helplessly: "I don't want to quarrel with you, I just heard that your grades have improved. I am very happy and want to see you."

Ji sneered: "It has nothing to do with you."

Ji Weiyan nodded: "Yes, it has nothing to do with me, I know you are because of Yingying. But even so, I am very happy." He looked at him with a complex look, with a touch of emotion: "As long as you can grow up, I And your mother will be at ease. "

He didn't mention his mother. Fortunately, the season made his eyes even more suffocated, and he slammed the basketball in his arms in front of him. The basketball bounced and hit the desk next to it.

The textbooks piled on the table crackled and fell to the ground, gripping his roar: "You are not qualified to mention my mother!"

This topic is always a taboo between them.

Ji Weiyan was silent, looking at the boy's rapid red eyes in front of him for a long time, grinning bitterly: "Yes, I am not qualified. You can resent me, but I just want to tell you not to use this resentment to hurt yourself. We all wish you well. "

Ji Rangxiang heard what a big joke and pointed to himself: "I hope I'm all right?" He looked stunned, his voice almost squeezed out of his teeth: "Who do you want me to be better? Not all for the reputation of the Ji family For your so-called military reputation? It's been a tough time for me to ruin my reputation, right? "

He laughed lowly: "But I'm fine. You're bad, I'm fine."

The more they care about the so-called fame, the more he will do it evil to corrupt it.

The more they wanted him to grow up and become what they hoped for, the more he wanted to do the opposite, and do all the things a bad boy would do, and grow into their disgust.

The obsession in his heart was so deep, like a stinger, like a dragon, that he poisoned himself and devoured others.

There was a roar of students outside the corridor. He seemed to have recovered a bit of will from out of control, and turned away the vicious eyes from Ji Weiyan, and cast them into the burning light outside the window.

"What will happen to me in the future has nothing to do with you, and nothing to do with our Ji family. I don't want to see you again."

He leaned over, picked up the basketball on the ground, and headed to the window seat in the back of the classroom.

Ji Weiyan stood rigidly in place, half a moment, sighed silently, and stepped out.

Outside the classroom door, a little girl stood against the wall, her lips taut.

Ji Weiyan froze, and a smile came out of his stiff face: "Ying Ying."

Qi Ying looked at him and said nothing.

Ji Weiyan resumed a gentle voice: "Uncle, can you have ice cream?"

She shook her head.

He smiled: "Are you curious about Agen? I can tell you."

She still shook her head, paused, and whispered, "He will tell me what he wants to say."

Ji Weiyan was surprised that she was able to speak, and the smile on her face was much gentler: "You can speak." He sighed, "Good boy, go."

The words fell away and turned away.

Qi Ying stared at his back, the figure that was always upright, with a bit of tiredness. After a short while, she retracted her gaze and went to the door to look at the boy in the back of the classroom.

He was lying on the desk, caged in the sun, and the sun was shining brightly outside the window, but he was alone in the winter and snowy days, all cold.

Qi Ying lowered her lip and ran back to Class Two. When she returned, she held a strawberry candy in her palm.

She walked over, squatted down beside him, and whispered, "Eat sugar?"

Ji let his body move a bit, but still didn't look up, for a long time, a low mute came out: "Yingying, I'm a bit uncomfortable."

She was half-kneeling, her head resting on his lap, and said softly, "I won't be sad to be with you."

That's what he said to her.

He smiled, his face buried in the arms, his voice seemed low and stuffy: "Little fool, did you just eavesdrop on the corner?"

She pressed her head lightly on his leg: "I didn't mean it, are you angry?"

He leaned back, still lying on his stomach, but with his face down, he could see the little girl squatting beside him. She leaned upwards, he leaned downwards, staring at each other in a small, low space: "Without being angry, I won't be angry with you."

She laughed softly and didn't speak, so she was half-knelt, resting on his legs and watching him obediently.

Ji Rang felt painful and soft inside her heart, took out a hand, pinched her face with her fingers, and whispered, "I tell you my secret, okay?"

She said "um".

He rubbed her face with his fingertips and said softly, "In the past, there was a little boy who had a very happy family. Dad was an armed policeman and his mother was a painter. Since he was young, he wanted to be a policeman. Having won the national shooting championship, he wants to be as powerful as his dad. "

"But then, there was a riot. In that riot, the little boy's mother was hijacked. The armed police's father went to be ordered to rescue people. When he arrived at the scene, he found that another pregnant woman had also been hijacked. . "

Having said that, he shook his fingers uncontrollably, afraid of hurting her, and left her cheek.

Qi Ying felt the teenager's heavy and depressed breathing.

She reached out and held the teenager's cold fingers.

Her hands were soft and warm at all times, starting from his fingertips, warming his cold body a little.

"The situation is urgent, and the gangsters are about to kill the hostages. At that time, there was only one time to save. The armed police father did not choose to save his mother, but the pregnant woman."

I thought he would never remember such a past in this life.

But speaking in front of the little girl, it did not seem to be uncomfortable.

Qi Ying leaned on his knee, nipped in, stretched his hands around his waist, and whispered, "What about the little boy?"

"The little boy was sad and unacceptable. But those people told him that the choice made by the armed police's father was the right one. He was a sacrifice of righteousness and a responsibility as a soldier. It seemed like his mother ..." He paused, He chuckled a little: "Damn it."

But why?

Why use her sacrifice for the honor that belongs to them?

The pregnant woman survived, but the baby in her stomach eventually died.

He hated these humane justices, he hated what they called dedication and sacrifice, and he even felt sick. He threw all the trophies he had won, and trampled on the dream of becoming a policeman.

He lived up and down until one day he saw the rescued woman appear at his house.

Ji Weiyan rescued her.

And married her.

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