Reincarnation: From Opressed Missy to Campus Belle

Even though Song Yifei was an arrogant and proud woman, she knew where to bow her head. The girl had saved her son in a way and she couldn’t leave without thanking her. It was against her principles.

Song Yifei glanced at the girl and said in a soft and clear voice, “Thank you for not letting my son hurt and I’m extremely sorry for getting your hand hurt.” Looking at her son, she urged, “Xiaobao say sorry to Jiejie.”

Xiaobao babbled and said Jiejie and the rest of the words were still unclear. At this age, he could only say a few words like mama, baba, gege and now jiejie.

“What a cute baby!” An Xiulan’s eyes brightened as she looked at the fat baby with doe eyes. She failed to notice how both of them have similar sets of doe eyes and a cute button nose.

“You mean a brat who got you hurt,” Han Zixin scoffed at her.

[This girl has serious masochist tendencies. No wonder, she is a little blockhead.]_.

An Xiulan glared at him and cooed at the baby. “Hello, cute baby. You can call me Jiejie. I don’t mind.”

“Jiejie!” The baby shouted at the top of his lungs and raised his arms to come into her eyes.

Although An Xiulan was hurt, she still couldn’t resist the temptation of taking the baby in her arms. Under Han Zixin’s glaring eyes, she took the baby in her arms and sprinkled kisses on his chubby face while the baby giggled happily. He was kind of shy under her gaze and smiled in a similar manner. He was acting like a coy girlfriend under the heated gaze of her crush. When she would smile at him, he would hide his head on her shoulder. He did this several times. All these gestures won An Xiulan’s heart.

However, when his gaze fell on his mother, he was quickly reminded of how he had hurt this pretty Jiejie. He grabbed her hurt hand in his tiny and chubby hands and gently blew air on it like how her mother used to shoo away the pain whenever he got hurt.

“He likes beautiful and young girls, “Song Yifei said, looking at the two boys who were looking at her son in awe as if they couldn’t believe that this brat had a sweet and sensible side too.

“Of course, the brat does, “Han Zixin said hatefully, glaring at the baby getting kissed by a certain blockhead.

“Xiaobao looks happy with her, “Han Nanxian said with a strange look on his face. “I have never seen him playing with Yunyun.”

“Haha, he doesn’t like Yunyun’ company,” said Song Yifei. Her niece always had one expression on her face. It was natural that Lu Xun would not like her company. “He likes the company of his big brother better than anyone”

“Now I see why is such a brat,” Han Zixin said hatefully.

Han Nanxian smiled at the woman and pinched Han Zixin’s wrist to stop him from commenting further but the latter just walked from there. He couldn’t see his younger brother making enemies with Lu Xuan once again because of Lu Xun and An Xiulan.

“Little blockhead, don’t you want to go home?” Han Zixin asked her. Was she planning on going back with his baby?

“I will call grandpa You and tell him to pick me up when I get free,” An Xiulan said and went back to missing and hugging the baby.

“Oh?” Han Zixin pretended to be oblivious as he further said,  “I just texted your mother that you got hurt…”

Behind them, Han Naxian face palmed himself. This boy…

He was up to no good…

Before An Xiulan could say anything, a car stopped outside the supermarket and an anxious An Qinyan got out of it.

Oh no…

An Xiulan quickly handed the baby back to the baby’s mama and said, “Xiaobao, you didn’t hurt Jiejie. Don’t let anyone say otherwise. My mama is here. Bye. Bye. And don’t hurt your mama. Also, don’t cry. You are a big boy now.”

Xiaobao made a crying face while An Xiulan grabbed Han Zixin’s hand and ran out of the supermarket after paying for their expenses.

From the glass window, Song Yifei’s gaze fell on a woman’s figure. She couldn’t forget this figure. Even in a swarm of people, she would always recognise this woman. Even though she couldn’t see the woman’s face, she could tell who it was.

“This is…” Han Nanxian’s gaze fell on the woman’s figure. He recognised this woman as he had seen her in various business magazines.

“An Qinyan, “Song Yifei whispered, her eyes still stuck at a same place.

“Jiejie!” Xiaobao cried when he saw An Xiulan leaving in the car with a woman.

“Lu Xun, that’s Jiejie.”