The True Young Miss Is A Spoiled Boss

"Little girl, the car drove past..."

"..."

Xing Jiu'an was stunned for a moment, then turned to look.

The car that had just stopped was started again.

She saw the person in the driver's seat, a somewhat familiar man.

In his eyes, full of madness.

This time, Xing Jiu'an couldn't escape.

She watched helplessly as the car accelerated and hit her, her internal organs seemed to be displaced, and when she fell to the ground, she was still holding the phone in her hand tightly.

The mobile phone has a protective case, even if it fell to the ground with her, it was not damaged, and even the call was not interrupted.

The man's anxious voice came from the phone, and kept shouting Xing Jiu'an's name.

Xing Jiu'an's eyes were a little blurry, and the severe pain made her almost unable to breathe. Under such unbearable pain, Xing Jiu'an was distracted and thought that it would be better if she didn't call her brother.

Senior Brother, it should be... sad because of her death.

The impact just now was great, Xing Jiu'an opened his mouth and wanted to reply to the anxious person on the phone, but when he opened his mouth, blood flowed out.

She doesn't like the smell.

There seems to be chaos around, it seems that someone is calling the police, someone is calling an ambulance, there are women's screams, children's cries... So chaotic, Xing Jiu'an seems to be able to see them through the blurry scene. Playing pantomime.

She couldn't hold the phone in her hand, and the phone had slipped from her hand. Xing Jiu'an didn't know if the call was hung up, and she didn't know the answer of her brother...

The eyes slowly turned into darkness, and the surroundings were silent. Xing Jiu'an, who once had thousands of pets, wanted to see the fireworks on the 21st birthday, and then died on the side of the road in the dark.

Alone.

When he woke up again, Xing Jiu'an had a headache.

Her memory was a bit faulty, and it was still left when she was eating cake at home.

After slowing down a bit, she found that something was wrong. For example, her birthday was in winter, and when she slept, she often wore a panda-shaped plush pajamas. Now, she's wearing a T-shirt and shorts, with no scars on her knees from an accident.

Or, after she was found by the Huo family, she started to grow long hair.

But now, her hair is not long, and when she reaches out and touches it, it is still slightly shorter.

From childhood to adulthood, Xing Jiu'an only had long hair twice. The first time was when he was very young, and the second time was after he was found by the Huo family.

Before she had time to look at her phone first, Xing Jiu'an seemed to have something flashed in her mind, so she first looked for a mirror.

Right next to the pillow, easy to find.

The girl in the mirror was very young, with short silver-gray hair that was messy and drooping, with a few stray hairs sticking up.

Xing Jiu'an's skin is very white, and his facial features are almost indistinguishable and delicate. She often has short hair, just like the protagonist in the comics, slender, delicate, but not fragile.

Seemingly certain, Xing Jiu'an picked up the phone and took a look. The time was the day she had memorized for a long time.

On this day, her biological parents came to the door and told her that she was carried by the wrong nineteen years ago and wanted to take her home.

Xing Jiu'an's hands trembled, and she suddenly remembered the memory of dying. The pain made her feel unbearable now.

She suddenly thought of an even more impossible thing...

She is reborn.

Reborn back to the summer of nineteen years old.

On this day, nothing has happened.

She has not returned to Huo's house yet.

He has not yet broken with his senior brother, and he has not left the division.

She is still the Xing Jiu'an who enjoys everyone's favor.

She opened her lips, not knowing whether she wanted to laugh or cry.

At this time, the doorbell rang.