The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

When Feige opened her eyes, she found herself walking quickly in the rain.

Large raindrops fell on her face, making it almost impossible for her to open her eyes.

"Wu Tang"

"Master, let me get you the umbrella."

In an instant, an umbrella appeared. Feige opened the umbrella, looked around, and saw that she was standing on a road with no cars or people in sight.

"Wu Tang, what's going on?"

"Master, the original owner's name was Zhang Ya. She had a best friend. Today, it was raining heavily. Near the end of get out of class, her best friend said her dad was coming to pick her up and asked the original owner to walk with her. Evening self-study ended at 9 pm, but after school, her best friend ran to the school gate, got into her dad's car, and drove off. The original owner recognized the license plate number, so she saw it. She felt uncomfortable, so the original owner had to go home alone."

"In her past life, the original owner was completely fooled by this best friend. Although she had good grades, she was not very cunning, so she was tricked by this best friend in many ways, such as today. Later, when they grew up, the original owner encountered that best friend laughing at her behind her back, saying that she was brainless and believed everything others said. Only then did the original owner realize that it was all a lie."

"Later, this best friend even stole the original owner's boyfriend. Seeing the original owner sad made the best friend very happy."

"Just now, a bolt of lightning struck, and the original owner of this body passed away. Her wish was to be herself in this life, never trust her best friend again, study hard, and find someone who truly loves her to live a happy life."

Feige listened and was speechless; it was another task for a child.

"Master, keep it up! I can feel the changes happening inside me!"

"Fine, dream on."

Feige held up her umbrella and walked quickly. Because the rain was so heavy, she was soaked to the bone. Oh no, the original owner of this body was soaked.

The shoes were soaked, and they made a squeaking sound when I walked on them.

“Master, according to the original owner’s memories, it would take at least an hour to get back from here,”

"Wu Tang, you're dreaming!"

"Master, please don't be angry,"

Feige didn't care; she felt her abilities had recovered somewhat, and after testing it, she realized it was true.

And just like that, I was home in the blink of an eye.

The lights were still on in the house. She stopped in the yard, walked to the eaves, and closed her umbrella.

At this time, the original owner would usually greet her mother.

Feige also tried calling out, "Mom, I'm home."

The woman pushed open the door, saw the child, and said awkwardly...

"The rain is too heavy, Mom can't bring you an umbrella. Go take a hot shower and drink some ginger soup."

"Okay, Mom"

Feige saw the woman sitting in a wheelchair.

"Master, the original owner's father died in a car accident, leaving only the mother and daughter."

Feige turned her head and looked at the woman. "Mom, you go and rest. I'll take a shower and then go to sleep."

"Okay, Mom will bring you the ginger soup and put it on the table. Come out and drink it in a bit."

"Okay, Mom"

The woman pushed the wheelchair back into the house, and the moment she closed the door, tears streamed down her face.

"Master, she's crying."

"Okay, I'll take a shower first,"

Soon, Feige came out of the shower and drank the ginger soup on the table in one gulp.

At that moment, Feige heard a woman crying. She went over and gently knocked on the door.

"Mom, you're still awake?"

The woman heard his voice and wiped away her tears.

"Mom, go to sleep now."

"Mom, don't blame yourself. I'm back now, so cheer up. I'm only happy when you're happy."

The woman opened the door, and Feige saw that her eyes were as red as a rabbit's.

"Mom, you can't do this, or I'll be sad,"

"Mom, it's getting late, go to sleep. Don't forget to make me breakfast tomorrow morning, I have an exam."

"it is good"

Feige helped the woman turn her wheelchair around, gently pushed her into the house, helped her get out of the wheelchair, then helped her climb onto the bed, and then put the wheelchair aside.

The woman lay down and quickly fell asleep. Feige covered her with a blanket, turned off the light, and then quietly left.

When she got to the lobby, Feige was hungry. She opened the refrigerator and found some food inside, including dumplings. She cooked some and ate them. After she was full, she went to sleep.

As the carefree Princess, she spent her days traveling and exploring, so she knew about all sorts of strange and unusual things, and she was also familiar with the daily lives of ordinary people.

Don't ask why, it's just out of curiosity.

After eating, we returned to our room. The original owner's room was small, but it was cozy, clean, and tidy.

Lying in bed, Feige quickly fell asleep.

Daylight broke, and then there was a knock on the door.

"Ya Ya, breakfast is ready, you can get up now."

Feige heard it.

"Okay, coming right away."

Feige got out of bed, got dressed, opened the door and went out. She went to the bathroom, brushed her teeth, washed her face and combed her hair, and was done in no time.

On the table was porridge her mother had made, along with boiled eggs and a plate of steamed dumplings.

Feige sat down, picked up her bowl, and started eating. After finishing, she checked the time: 6 a.m.

School starts at 7:10, and the original owner timed it perfectly.

After finishing his meal, Feige slung his backpack over his shoulder and called out to the woman's room, "Mom, I'm going to class."

It rained last night, and the roads were all wet. Feige was too lazy to walk, so she just teleported.

When we arrived at the school gate, I saw my best friend get out of the car. It was a tricycle, which could probably seat three adults, let alone five children.

Her best friend rushed over, stood in front of Feige, and even asked her with a straight face, "Ya Ya, why didn't you wait for me yesterday?"

"vomit"

Feige vomited it out directly.

"Ya Ya, what's wrong? Should we go to the school nurse?"

"vomit"

Feige vomited and ran away, quickly reaching the classroom.

There was an exam in the morning. The teacher had already arrived and was handing out the papers. Feige sat down, took out her pencil case, and waited for the teacher to hand them over.

"Go, Master!"

Feige had a memory of studying, and she quickly began to answer the questions seriously.

An hour and a half passed quickly. Feige finished her work and was checking it when the teacher asked her to hand in the paper.

There was a timetable on the table. The next class was English, which Feige was good at. She waited quietly for the bell to ring.

After class, I saw my best friend looking inside from the doorway.

"Zhang Ya, Sun Yanfei is looking for you!" a student sitting in the first row by the door called out.

Feige stood up and walked out.

When Sun Yanfei saw Feige, she grabbed her hand, but Feige quickly shook it off.

"Ya Ya, what's wrong? Are you feeling better?"

"never mind,"

Feige left right after she finished speaking, just as the school bell rang.

The English teacher arrived, carrying a stack of test papers.

"I've switched teachers with your Chinese teacher for this class and the next class, so there will be a test in this class," the English teacher announced loudly from the podium.

The test papers were handed out quickly. Feige glanced at them, picked up her pen, and started working on them rapidly. Finally, the time for two class periods was up, and Feige handed in her paper and ran to the restroom.