The Boss is Reborn with his Little Fairy

Wen Ke’an was extremely tired that day, and she fell asleep before 11 in the evening.

Gu Ting wasn’t asleep yet. He looked down at her for a while. The girl was quietly sleeping with her eyes closed, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.

Gu Ting smiled and leaned down to plant a soft kiss on her forehead.

“Good night.”

Just as Gu Ting was about to turn off the light in her room, he heard his father’s voice coming from outside the bedroom.

“Where is that little rascal??”

Gu Hao’s voice was loud, almost waking Wen Ke’an.

After turning off the light, Gu Ting quietly opened the door. At the same time, Gu Hao had already come upstairs. He looked like he just rushed back from the company, still dressed in a black suit.

Gu Hao appeared very young, not at all like a man nearing fifty. He exuded the aura of someone in a high position, his gaze intense and imposing.

Seeing Gu Ting come out, Gu Hao asked, “I heard you brought a girl home? Where is she?”

Gu Ting stood in front of the door, “She’s asleep. Don’t disturb her.”

Gu Hao was so amused by his obedient son that he laughed, “How old are you? Already brave enough to bring a woman home?”

“First of all, she is my girlfriend and will be my family in the future.” Gu Ting leaned against the doorway, sneering as he added, “And also, don’t assume everyone is like you, irresponsible.”

Gu Hao was almost fuming, “You little rascal!”

Just as Gu Hao finished speaking, the old lady came out of her room, glaring displeased as she said, “What are you doing? Not sleeping in the middle of the night, coming to my house to make a ruckus!”

“Mom!” Gu Hao turned to look at the old lady.

The old lady looked irritated, “Go back to your room and sleep! Don’t disturb my grandson and granddaughter-in-law.”

Gu Hao held back his anger, eventually deciding not to upset the old lady. Just as he was about to compromise, Gu Ting lazily spoke, “Wait.”

“………?”

Gu Hao now felt like throwing his slipper at Gu Ting.

Is this how you talk to your father??

But before Gu Hao could explode, Gu Ting became serious, “There’s been movement on Gu Yu’s side. I need to discuss something important with you.”

“………”

Gu Hao: “Come to the study.”

Wen Ke’an woke up at seven in the morning. Not knowing what time Gu Ting slept last night, she found him still asleep when she woke up. Gu Ting slept lightly, so Wen Ke’an stayed still in his arms to let him sleep longer.

After another half hour, feeling bored, Wen Ke’an simply stared at Gu Ting.

Gu Ting’s features were very refined and kept getting better the more she looked. She wondered how his eyelashes grew so long, even longer than most girls’.

Due to the intimidating aura Gu Ting naturally possessed, very few people would dare to look him in the eyes, so few would discover this secret.

Wen Ke’an reached out and gently touched his eyelashes.

The next moment, she saw his eyes move.

Wen Ke’an was stunned for a moment, then angrily reached out to pinch his face. “You’re pretending to be asleep!”

Gu Ting finally opened his eyes, immediately locking onto a pair of beautiful eyes staring back at him.

“Didn’t want to disturb you while you were observing so carefully,” Gu Ting said with a smile.

“………”

“Get up,” Wen Ke’an said sullenly.

As Wen Ke’an sat up in bed, she realized something was off about her clothes. She distinctly remembered not wearing this outfit to sleep last night.

“When did you change my clothes?” Wen Ke’an looked up at Gu Ting. “Whose clothes are these?”

“Yours,” Gu Ting replied. “I bought them for you earlier.”

Gu Ting knew she liked to wear pajamas to sleep, as other clothes would make her uncomfortable, so he had prepared the pajamas in advance.

Wen Ke’an was silent for a moment, then looked at him and said, “So you had planned for me to stay over from the start?”

“…………”

In the morning, Aunt Wu had already prepared breakfast for them. After Gu Ting finished washing up and went downstairs, he looked around and asked, “Where’s Gu Hao?”

Aunt Wu replied, “The gentleman left early this morning.”

Aunt Wu’s culinary skills were excellent, and the breakfast spread was very rich.

As they ate, Wen Ke’an quietly asked, “Who is Gu Hao?”

“My dad,” Gu Ting answered.

“………”

After breakfast, Gu Ting was ready to leave. Grandma reluctantly held onto Wen Ke’an for a few words before finally letting them go.

As they left the house, Wen Ke’an waved to Grandma with a smile, “Goodbye, Grandma.”

“Be careful on the road,” Grandma urged worriedly.

Grandma had arranged for a special driver since the place wasn’t close to the city center. When they got near their home, the driver stopped the car.

As Wen Ke’an and Gu Ting were about to leave the car, the driver called out, “Young Master, you forgot to take some items from the trunk.”

Gu Ting went to check the trunk and froze.

Wen Ke’an also peeked inside. The trunk was filled with boxes. She looked at the labels and turned to Gu Ting. “Supplements?”

“Uh-huh,” Gu Ting replied expressionlessly.

Wen Ke’an picked up a blue box and examined it without understanding.

“What is this?” Wen Ke’an asked.

Gu Ting didn’t speak, but his face didn’t look good.

After closely examining the ingredients list, Wen Ke’an suddenly understood. “I get it now.”

“……….”

It turned out to be a supplement with specific functions.

Wen Ke’an wanted to laugh but restrained herself. She thought for a moment and then quietly explained, “Maybe Grandma thinks that not having a child yet means… you’re not capable?”

Gu Ting, irritated, looked down at her and slowly asked, “You don’t know if I’m capable?”

“……….”

The summer vacation for high school seniors flew by. After returning, Wen Ke’an was informed by Liu Qing that she had enrolled her in several summer tutoring classes. The classes lasted for over a month, and by the time they finished, it was time for school to start.

On the first day of school, Wen Ke’an wore her school uniform for the first time in two months.

Today was September 1st, the day she officially became a senior in high school.

In her previous life, she hadn’t taken full advantage of her senior year. This time, she was determined to grasp this opportunity to change her fate.

As Wen Ke’an came downstairs, she saw Gu Ting waiting for her.

Gu Ting was also wearing the white-and-blue school uniform, carrying his black shoulder bag. Seeing her arrive, he walked a few steps forward.

His first words were, “Did you eat well?”

“I did, I had your favorite soy milk and fried dough sticks!” Wen Ke’an replied with a smile. Instinctively, she wanted to grab his wrist but pulled back when she saw some elderly neighbors returning from the morning market.

After leaving the residential area and ensuring they were safe, Wen Ke’an shyly reached out, hooking her pinky finger with Gu Ting’s.

The trees along the summer streets were lush, and the chirping of birds could faintly be heard.

The morning streets were bustling, filled with students and possibly teachers.

Feeling a sudden boldness, Wen Ke’an didn’t know why. Gu Ting glanced at her hand, his lips slightly curving, hiding the smile in his eyes.

The morning sun was still glaring, and shadows of trees were dappled along the road.

Wen Ke’an looked up at Gu Ting, who was wearing his school uniform. The morning sunlight fell on the young man, making him appear almost unreal in his beauty.

They were about to reach the school. Wen Ke’an glanced at Gu Ting again and smiled softly as she called out, “Ting.”

Gu Ting looked down at her.

She suddenly made a cheering gesture and said with a smile, “Good luck for senior year!”

“Good luck!” Gu Ting replied with a smile.

On the first day of class, Wen Ke’an was distracted. During the lesson, she even passed a note to Gu Ting.

Gu Ting opened the note and saw a message: “Don’t leave after school; I’m taking you somewhere.”

Wen Ke’an rarely took the initiative to invite him out. Gu Ting was quite looking forward to it this time.

After school, Wen Ke’an led Gu Ting to a small temple near the school. The temple’s location was somewhat secluded on a small hill. Despite this, the temple was bustling with people coming to offer their prayers.

Wen Ke’an pulled Gu Ting to join the queue, preparing to enter the main hall to pray.

The temple was dedicated to the god of literature, which the locals believed in strongly. People often came here to pray for success in their studies.

Wen Ke’an offered her incense, and a young monk managing the place gave her a small scented sachet.

As soon as Wen Ke’an walked out of the temple, she grabbed Gu Ting’s hand, placing the sachet in it, and said with a smile, “This is for you. Study hard.”

In front of the temple was an old tree with thick branches, covered with red ribbons and wooden plaques where people had written their wishes.

The autumn breeze blew gently, making the red ribbons dance in the wind.

Wen Ke’an whispered, “This tree is thousands of years old. They say prayers offered here are especially effective.”

After speaking, Wen Ke’an clasped her hands together in a praying gesture.

Under the tree, the girl appeared devout and calm. Gu Ting did not disturb her and watched quietly as she made her wish.

When Wen Ke’an opened her eyes, Gu Ting asked softly, “What did you wish for?”

Wen Ke’an held his hand, looked up at him, and said with a serious smile, “I hope we can get into the same university. I wish for my loved ones and you to always be healthy. I hope my Ting will always be happy.”

Gu Ting tightened his grip on her hand, looked down at her, and said with a smile, “I’m quite happy right now.”

The atmosphere of studying in senior year was very intense, and it quickly turned into late autumn.

In November, the weather gradually turned colder, and many of the leaves by the roadside started to turn yellow.

Wen Ke’an had become a thickly wrapped little “dumpling” again.

High school juniors had evening self-study sessions, with classes ending at nine in the evening. Because it was so late, Wen Qiangguo would come to pick her up from school every night.

“An’an, see you tomorrow!”

As Wen Ke’an reached the gate, she saw Jin Ming riding his bicycle, zooming past her like a flash.

“See you tomorrow!” Wen Ke’an called out to Jin Ming’s retreating figure.

The day-night temperature difference was significant now, and the cold at night was almost unbearable. Wen Ke’an instinctively pulled her hands back inside her sleeves.

Just as she stepped out of the school gate, she heard someone calling her, “Wen Ke’an?”

Wen Ke’an looked back instinctively. Near the big tree at the school gate stood a long-haired man in a trench coat and a hat. Wen Ke’an took a step back. Under the dim streetlight, she finally recognized the man as Mr. Wang from the dance troupe she had met before.

“Mr. Wang?” Wen Ke’an tentatively called out.

“Haha, you still remember me.” Mr. Wang replied with a smile.

“Why are you…”

Seeing Mr. Wang there late in the evening, Wen Ke’an felt quite surprised.

“I happened to have some business nearby today,” Mr. Wang explained. “After finishing it, I saw the students leaving school, so I thought I’d check if I could meet you. And here you are.”

Surrounded by students and parents coming and going, Mr. Wang got straight to the point. “We have a competition in mid-June next year. Do you want to participate?”

“Huh?” Wen Ke’an was taken aback.

She remembered the competition to be a fairly niche domestic dance program organized by the Qinghua Dance Troupe. The contestants were all very talented, and some even rose to fame through the show, achieving great success afterward.

For a dancer, this competition was a tremendous learning opportunity.

“This time, we want to include some young dancers in the competition,” Mr. Wang said. “We’re also planning to invite some well-known mentors from the dance world, which would be a wonderful opportunity for young dancers.”

Seeing Wen Ke’an hesitate, Mr. Wang laughed and said, “No worries, you can discuss this with your parents first. There’s still plenty of time.”

“Alright, I’ll contact you once I’ve decided,” Wen Ke’an replied.

After returning home, Wen Ke’an did not mention this to her parents. She felt somewhat unsettled.

After thinking for a bit, Wen Ke’an sent a message to Gu Ting.

“Are you free?”

Gu Ting happened to still be nearby dealing with some matters, so he hadn’t gone home yet.

Wen Ke’an arranged to meet him at a small park nearby.

It was late at night and quite cold. Wen Ke’an, who was particularly sensitive to the cold, usually didn’t go out at night. When Gu Ting arrived at the agreed location, he saw a young girl sitting absent-mindedly on a swing.

It was so late that there were hardly any people in the park.

A dim streetlight beside the swing was still lit.

“What’s wrong? Not feeling good?” Gu Ting walked up to her and first took her hands to warm them up.

Wen Ke’an’s nose had turned red from the cold. She looked up at Gu Ting and called out softly, “Gu Ting.”

“Hmm?” Gu Ting squatted down, half-kneeling in front of her, looking up at her.

“I received an invitation from the dance troupe teacher,” Wen Ke’an said quietly.

Gu Ting paused for a moment and asked, “Do you want to go?”

“I don’t know.”

“Are you scared?”

“Yes.”

Wen Ke’an loved dancing, but it also scared her. She felt that the misfortunes of her past life were linked to dance.

If she hadn’t danced, she wouldn’t have joined Xia Yu Group. If she hadn’t danced, she wouldn’t have met Xia Xiangwan. She wouldn’t have been disfigured, nor would she have been framed.

Gu Ting could obviously feel her hands getting colder. He knew she must be thinking about those unhappy memories from her past life again.

“I happen to have something to tell you,” Gu Ting said. “Do you know what I’ve been busy with these days?”

Hearing this, Wen Ke’an was taken aback.

She knew Gu Ting had been very busy with work these past days and had always thought there was a problem within the company.

“What have you been busy with?” Wen Ke’an asked softly, looking down at him.

“I established a company,” Gu Ting said. “An entertainment company.”

“Hmm?” Wen Ke’an was somewhat surprised. “Why an entertainment company?”

Wen Ke’an knew Gu Ting wasn’t interested in the entertainment industry, so she was a bit surprised about this.

Gu Ting couldn’t help but pinch her ears when he saw her little expression and said with a smile, “Because I thought, maybe we can fight fire with fire.”

“Currently, Xia Yu Group is just a small entertainment company, while I have the entire corporation behind me,” Gu Ting said earnestly. “So, I still want my dear wife to understand one thing.”

Under the dim light, Gu Ting looked up at his girl and softly said, “Do whatever you want to do.”

“With me here, you don’t have to fear anything.”