The Boss is Reborn with his Little Fairy

The girl next to him raised her head, looking at him with anticipation. Gu Ting quietly looked at her for a while, finally smiled gently and whispered, “Sister?”

Upon hearing this address, Wen Ke’an was slightly stunned, surprised that he actually said it.

He lowered his eyes, and from her perspective, she could see the shadow cast by his long eyelashes falling, making him look gentle all over.

The cool evening breeze illuminated his profile with warm yellow streetlights.

Wen Ke’an smiled, reaching out to ruffle his hair, praising, “So obedient.”

—

The last day of military training ended, and they finally embraced the first holiday of university life.

Wen Ke’an slept in at the dorm in the morning and received a message from Chu Han in the afternoon. Chu Han’s school was right next to hers, the two campuses very close.

“An’an, are you free this afternoon? Let’s hang out!”

After waiting eagerly for the end of military training, Chu Han couldn’t wait to see Wen Ke’an.

“I’m free. Should I come to find you?” Wen Ke’an replied.

“Yeah!”

It was Chu Han’s first time at Wen Ke’an’s school, and the styles of the two campuses were very different. Chu Han’s school had a new campus with a European style, while Wen Ke’an’s school was an old campus, with many buildings and dormitories exuding a sense of history, and the trunk of the phoenix trees on the roadside were especially thick.

Wen Ke’an met Chu Han at the school gate and noticed Chu Han limping.

“What happened to your leg?” Wen Ke’an asked softly.

“Ahh, don’t mention it,” Chu Han sighed deeply. “I sprained it during military training, but it’s not too serious.”

“Oh, I have something really important to tell you,” Chu Han said seriously, looking at Wen Ke’an.

“What is it?”

“Do you remember Xia Xiangwan?” Chu Han said. “She’s in the class next to mine. It seems like the last time she fell off the stage, she was seriously injured and didn’t participate in military training due to her foot injury.”

Chu Han continued, “I wonder if her leg is really injured or if she’s just pretending.”

Wen Ke’an turned to look at Chu Han: “Did you buy a refrigerator?”

“Oh my, why would I buy that?” Chu Han looked puzzled at her phone, “I didn’t buy such a big thing.”

Curiosity got the better of her, Chu Han opened the box directly to take a look.

After seeing what was inside the box, Chu Han was stunned, and after a moment, she slowly said: “I think I know who sent this.”

Wen Ke’an also leaned forward to take a look. The box was filled with imported snacks that Chu Han liked.

Having guessed the style, Wen Ke’an asked, “Sent by Xie Huaiyan?”

Chu Han: “I think so.”

Wen Ke’an was silent for a while and then smiled, “It seems like he’s afraid you might starve.”

“”

—-

After military training, on the first morning of formal classes, the school organized a freshman enrollment ceremony.

Since everyone didn’t have a uniform, all the freshmen wore the clothes they wore during military training.

The enrollment ceremony was boring, mostly with school leaders giving speeches.

It wasn’t until a young man in military training attire went on stage that the students below began to stir slightly.

Wen Ke’an remembered that it was the same guy who helped Shi Chu pack her belongings on the first day of school.

The young man on stage had delicate features but exuded a distant and cool aura.

Wen Ke’an unconsciously glanced at Shi Chu standing in front of her, who seemed indifferent and didn’t recognize the guy on stage.

“This guy looks quite handsome.”

“He’s Xie Ming, I heard he came from the mountains, excels academically, and is very motivated.”

Wen Ke’an heard the whispers from her classmates behind her.

The freshman enrollment ceremony lasted less than an hour, and after it ended, everyone could leave the field and return to classrooms for lessons.

Wen Ke’an had no classes in the morning. Just as she was heading back to the dormitory, she unexpectedly ran into Shi Chu and Xie Ming on a small path.

Under the quiet shade of trees, Xie Ming was squatting down, tying Shi Chu’s shoelaces.

Worried about being noticed, Wen Ke’an didn’t dare approach. She was about to turn back when she inadvertently bumped into someone and apologized subconsciously.

To her surprise, she heard a familiar laughter above her head as she looked up and saw Gu Ting.

“What are you doing?” Wen Ke’an said angrily in a low voice.

Gu Ting looked down at her and asked with a smile, “Sneaky, what are you looking at?”

When Wen Ke’an turned to look back, she found that there was no one there anymore.

“Didn’t you find that the guy who spoke today looked familiar?” Wen Ke’an asked softly, “Have you seen him before?”

Gu Ting replied, “Yes, in a previous life, he was the founder of a technology company.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Ke’an recalled something, “Does he have some relationship with the Xie family?”

“Yes.”

“”

—-

The freshman courses were not very full, so Wen Ke’an and Sha Yi also signed up for the dance club.

There were some dance major students in the club, and many of them were very professional. Although she didn’t study dance professionally, Wen Ke’an didn’t want to give up dancing. Whenever she had free time in the evening, she would come to the training room and practice with the members of the club.

In the club, there are some younger brothers and sisters, and even some children of the teachers.

These kids all live in the family quarters. It is estimated that they are here for art exams, so they practice here after school every night.

The first member Wen Ke’an met here was a sophomore boy. He was fair and cute, with eyes that crinkled when he smiled.

He is currently learning classical dance and often likes to ask Wen Ke’an to help him adjust his movements. Since Wen Ke’an didn’t have much to do, she was willing to help him.

After training that day, just as Wen Ke’an was about to leave, she was suddenly stopped by the boy.

“Sister, I want to give you something.”

“What is it?”

Before Wen Ke’an could finish her sentence, she was handed a pink envelope.

The boy lowered his head, his ears turning red. He seemed nervous and fumbled with his words, “I, I think I might like you a little.”

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The author has something to say: Gu the Dog: Gradually turning green tea.

An’an: Slowly clenched her fist.