Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

At the foot of Qingming Mountain, a luxury MPV was swaying rhythmically.

The embarrassing sounds wouldn't be heard, since luxury cars are known for their excellent sound insulation.

At this moment, Ji Xiaosong was standing under a tree not far away, counting the time. When the time was almost up, she moved her fingers, and all the tires on one side of the MPV luxury car burst.

"boom!"

Ji Xiaosong didn't know, nor did she want to guess, what the people inside the car were like.

She looked at the blown tire with satisfaction and was about to turn back when she suddenly noticed a car heading straight for the MPV luxury car not far away.

Oh haha~

The MPV luxury car overturned, and two naked little figures ran out of the car.

"Ah Song, this car accident was arranged by Lu Youheng, the person you're tasked with in this life. The woman running out of the car is his fiancée."

Rongrong landed on Ji Xiaosong's shoulder and spoke excitedly.

"Then we really are in the same boat. The man in the car is my fiancé."

Ji Xiaosong glanced at the short video blogger in the distance, then quickly left, concealing his merits and fame.

The video quickly became the top news story of the day, with a naked man and woman running around aimlessly after getting out of a luxury car being shared by various short video accounts.

Of course, it's been blurred out.

The content was quite sensational, but it was quickly taken down again.

After all, such content is never easy to get approved.

Ji Xiaosong's background in this life can be described as having all the hallmarks of a tragic female protagonist.

A gambling father, a sickly mother, a younger brother in school, and a broken woman.

If it weren't for Wang Zheng taking 88,000 yuan as a bride price to get engaged to the original owner last year, the original owner would have already been sold by her father to sell alcohol at a liquor store.

Speaking of this engagement, it was a case of repaying kindness with enmity.

The original owner's mother saved the Queen Mother, and in order to repay the life-saving grace, she arranged for her son to meet the original owner through a blind date.

The Wang family had their eye on the original owner of this body, who was a student at a prestigious university and would have a bright future after graduation. Even if her future wasn't promising, they believed her children would be intelligent.

Regardless of whether the original owner liked it or not, Ji's father directly took 88,000 and agreed.

Wang Jiaming repaid his debt of gratitude and even gained a daughter-in-law who graduated from a prestigious university. By any measure, it was a worthwhile deal.

Originally, the two were supposed to get married this year after the original owner graduated, but unexpectedly, Wang Zheng was spotted by Liu Wanru, the chairman's daughter, at the company where he was interning.

In order to climb the social ladder and avoid leaving any stain on his reputation, Wang Zheng brought his mother to annul the engagement.

Ji's father had already spent the money; how could he possibly repay it?

He absolutely refused, and Wang Zheng was being pressured by Liu Wanru. In a fit of anger, with the help of Liu Wanru's wealth and influence, Wang Zheng had the original owner fake his own suicide.

When Ji Xiaosong transmigrated, it was just six months before she was about to graduate from university, and at that time Wang Zheng and Liu Wanru were deeply in love.

Of course, it will still be a month before Wang Zheng kills her.

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As soon as Ji Xiaosong got home, a slipper came flying at her from afar.

"You unfilial daughter, where have you been gallivanting off to again? You're not home cooking so late, are you trying to starve me to death?"

The middle-aged man's angry voice rang out, but Ji Xiaosong didn't even glance at him before preparing to enter her room.

"Are you deaf when I talk to you?"

Ji Xiaosong paused, turned around, and looked coldly at the middle-aged man. "What is it?"

Looking into his daughter's icy gaze, Ji's father couldn't help but shiver.

There was no warmth in his eyes, as if they could freeze him completely.

The resolute and indifferent aura emanating from Ji Xiaosong left Ji's father speechless for a moment, and the words of reprimand he had prepared stuck in his throat.

He looked at Ji Xiaosong, opened his mouth, but only managed to utter a muffled "I..."

Ji's father unconsciously took a half step back, avoiding Ji Xiaosong's gaze. He had never imagined that his daughter would have such a frightening side to her.

"If you want to eat, cook for yourself. If you can't cook, then go hungry. You should have understood this lesson after you beat Mom into the hospital."

"You're my daughter, so you should serve me!"

Ji's father glared fiercely at Ji Xiaosong, and seeing that, Ji Xiaosong sneered.

He still thought of himself as the weak and incompetent original self. If it were a few days ago, the original self would have really been obsequious and willing to cook, do housework, and serve the whole family.

But now that Ji Xiaosong has arrived, it's impossible to do these things anymore.

"If I serve you, would you dare to enjoy it?"

Recalling a few days ago, he was beating his wife and daughter because he was drunk. His daughter, who looked like she was about to die, suddenly opened her eyes and beat him mercilessly. He still feels lingering fear.

After leaving those words, Ji Xiaosong went into her room.

Actually, this room didn't belong to her a few days ago.

The original owner's room was a balcony.

This room belonged to Ji Minghua, the younger brother of the original owner, Yaozu. It was large and spacious, and it faced south.

On the first day Ji Xiaosong arrived, she took over the house and then kicked Ji Minghua to the balcony.

Ji's father was furious outside the door. He looked at his phone and saw that he had spent all of the 88,000 yuan dowry. His bank account balance was zero, and he hadn't even paid off his Huabei (a Chinese online payment platform) bill from last month.

Never mind, I'll call my wife. She's in the hospital getting IV fluids, so she probably doesn't need to eat.

Since that's the case, I'll just give her the money for food.

So, Ji's father dialed the phone.

"Transfer the money from your card to me, I need to eat."

Lying in the hospital bed, Ji's mother trembled with fright at the sound of her husband's voice, almost dropping her phone.

"I have no money."

"You're hospitalized because you don't have money?"

“I have rural medical insurance, so hospitalization doesn’t cost much; the government reimburses most of it.”

"It may not cost much, but it's still money. That rebellious daughter of yours won't even cook for me! She's trying to starve me! Transfer the money to me right now, or Minghua will go hungry when he gets home!"

Thinking of her son, who was in the third year of junior high school, Ji's mother felt a pang of unease.

Although Ji's father was a gambler and prone to domestic violence, he still loved this son.

Throughout his life, he never hit his son, nor did he let his son go hungry.

After all, he is the only son of the Ji family!

"I'll spin it, right away. Is 20 yuan enough? I can buy two bowls of noodles on the street, and 20 yuan won't even be enough."

"Twenty? Are you trying to fob me off? Doesn't Minghua eat a few pounds of meat? Don't I need to buy him a pack of cigarettes and a bottle of wine? One hundred, that's the lowest I can go."

Mrs. Ji sighed and looked at the white porridge in the bowl. This was her dinner tonight, which she bought at the entrance of the hospital. It cost one yuan for a small bowl. The pickled vegetables cost fifty cents, but she couldn't bear to buy a pack.

"One hundred it is fine. Just remember to take Minghua to get two pork chops, don't let him go hungry."

"Okay, stop nagging and transfer the money now!"

Less than two minutes after I hung up the phone, the money arrived in my account.

Ji's father hummed a tune from who-knows-when as he walked toward his mahjong partner's house.

One hundred yuan isn't enough to play mahjong, but it's enough for a game where we're short one player.

On the other side, Ji Xiaosong was selecting items she could sell in her spatial storage. She was currently penniless, and given her family's situation—no one was farming the land, and they had no money—they were likely to starve to death.

I need to figure out the fastest way to make money, but I can't let my family know.

"Ah Song, your target has been drugged and lost his phone, so he can't contact a doctor. Do you want to take this opportunity to pick up a bargain? He's in the city a few miles from your village right now, we can fly there quickly."