Transmigrated into the body of the vain and materialistic ex-girlfriend of a young master

The carriage fell silent again.

The only sounds were the roar of the engine and the whistling wind outside the window.

"However, your beating up Yan Sichen for that fairy girl today does resemble me a bit."

Bo Jinghuai remained silent; he didn't want to be as ruthless as him.

The tyrant continued, "But I'll say it again: if it were me, I would kill him outright."

"So that he won't say anything reckless in the future."

Bo Jinghuai: "Killing people won't solve the problem."

"But those who can solve the manufacturing problem," the tyrant said matter-of-factly. "How simple."

Bo Jinghuai remained silent.

He knew that reasoning with a tyrant was pointless.

This personality was forged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

In his worldview, there is no compromise, no retreat, only life and death.

The car stopped downstairs at the apartment building. The tyrant leaned back in his seat, looking at the windows with lights on upstairs.

That was Su Jingsheng waiting for him.

"Alright." He straightened up, opened the car door, and said, "Here's your body back."

The words fell.

Bo Jinghuai regained control of his body and went upstairs.

In the living room, Su Jingsheng was curled up on the sofa, covered with a blanket, and had already fallen asleep.

She was holding a tablet in her arms.

Bo Jinghuai gently closed the door and walked over.

He bent down, took the tablet from her hand, and put it aside.

Then he bent down and picked her up, blanket and all.

Su Jingsheng groggily opened her eyes, "Jinghuai?"

"Mmm." Bo Jinghuai responded, carrying her towards the bedroom. "Go to sleep."

Su Jingsheng snuggled closer to him, pressing her face against his chest, and closed her eyes again.

Bo Jinghuai put her on the bed and covered her with the blanket.

He stood by the bed, gazing at her peaceful sleeping face for a long time.

Then he leaned down and gently kissed her forehead. "Goodnight, baby."

Bo Jinghuai turned and walked out of the bedroom, gently closing the door behind him. He leaned back on the living room sofa and closed his eyes.

The tyrant's words flashed through my mind.

If it's not 100% sincere, I'd rather not have it at all.

Bo Jinghuai twitched the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps the tyrant is right.

Perhaps he really was too lonely.

So even if it's just a superficial brotherhood, he still wants it.

but now……

Bo Jinghuai opened his eyes and looked towards the bedroom.

Now, he has Su Jingsheng, that's enough.

As for the others, let them do whatever they want.

He didn't care that much anymore.

……

The next day, after morning classes, Su Jingsheng, with her slender white arm slung over her schoolbag, returned to her apartment with light steps.

Her long hair was loosely tied into a ponytail at the back of her head, and the ends of her hair swayed back and forth with her.

Bo Jinghuai sat on a single sofa in the living room, flipping through a fashion magazine.

He looked up when he heard the door open.

Su Jingsheng put her schoolbag on the entryway cabinet, turned around, saw him, and her eyes immediately curved into a smile.

"Jinghuai!"

She came running over, her steps light and graceful, her skirt fluttering, like a kitten rushing towards its owner.

Bo Jinghuai put down the magazine and opened his arms.

Su Jingsheng threw herself into his arms, wrapped her slender arms around his neck, and sat on his lap.

"So happy?" Bo Jinghuai put his arm around her waist and gently pinched her waist with his fingers.

"Mmm!" Su Jingsheng nodded vigorously, bringing her face close to his, her eyes sparkling.

She still had one arm around his neck, and with the other hand she took a bank card out of her skirt pocket and waved it.

"My dear Jinghuai." Her voice was soft, filled with obvious excitement.

"You spent a lot of money on me before, now that I have money, I'll buy you things."

Bo Jinghuai raised an eyebrow, looking at the card in her hand. "Bonus?"

"Yes!" Su Jingsheng nodded, her ponytail swaying. "Guess how much?"

Bo Jinghuai knew how much it was, but he still teased her playfully, "One million?"

Su Jingsheng shook her head, her ponytail swinging even more enthusiastically. "That's not right."

"Two million?"

"No, no, that's not right."

"Five million?"

Su Jingsheng smiled, her eyebrows curving upwards. She wrapped her slender arms around his neck, rested her chin on his shoulder, and whispered in his ear, "It's fifty million."

Her warm breath brushed against his ear, carrying the sweet scent of roses from her body.

Bo Jinghuai turned his head to look at her small face, which was so close to his.

"Fifty million? That's amazing." He feigned surprise and praised her.

"Mmm." Su Jingsheng nodded, extremely proud.

"The prize money for this competition was exceptionally high. The top three winners shared 100 million yuan, and I received 50 million yuan."

As she spoke, she waved the card again, "You can spend it all."

Bo Jinghuai stared at her for two seconds, then suddenly smiled.

He pulled her closer, his arm around her waist. "So generous? You're spending it all on me?"

"Of course!" Su Jingsheng said matter-of-factly, poking his chest with her slender white fingers.

"Look at the clothes, shoes, bracelets, necklaces, and anklets you bought for me, I could never wear them all."

"People should know how to be grateful. All the money I earn should be spent on you."

These words stirred up the soft spot in Bo Jinghuai's heart.

Fifty million.

For him, it wasn't even a fraction of the price of the snowflake necklace around her neck.

But now, holding the sweet and soft little girl in his arms, he hears her say that she wants to spend all her money on him.

He felt that 50 million was an astronomical price.

It was the most beautiful love confession he had ever heard.

Bo Jinghuai lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

"Su Jingsheng," he called her in a muffled voice.

"Um?"

"Why are you being so obedient?"

Su Jingsheng giggled and gently patted his back with her small hand, "I've always been a good boy."

Bo Jinghuai looked up at her smiling eyes, and a little joy welled up in his heart like bubbles.

He reached out and pinched her cheek. "Then I want you to buy me clothes."

"No problem." Su Jingsheng nodded immediately, "I'll buy as many as I want."

"We should choose matching outfits for couples," Bo Jinghuai added.

"Sure." Su Jingsheng smiled even more happily, wrapping her slender arms tightly around his neck.

"Let's wear them together."

Bo Jinghuai was overjoyed by her words.

His little fairy.

She can play the piano, earn money, and even think about buying him gifts.

Why is she so lovable?

He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Su Jingsheng felt ticklish from his kisses and shrank her neck back.

Bo Jinghuai chased after him and kissed him again.

This time, the kiss was on the corner of the lips.

Su Jingsheng laughed and dodged, "Jinghuai, stop fooling around."

"Just kidding." Bo Jinghuai said, and kissed her again.