Transmigrated as Fat young missy

The morning sun gently filtered through the lush trees surrounding Qiao Qing’s elegant villa, casting a warm glow upon the luxurious facade. As the clock chimed seven, signaling the beginning of a new day, Qiao Qing was bustling about her room, preparing for another day of college. With her textbooks and notebooks neatly arranged in her backpack, she checked her reflection in the mirror one last time, smoothing out any stray strands of hair before making her way downstairs.

Unbeknownst to Qiao Qing, an unexpected surprise awaited her at the villa’s entrance. Jia Yuze had arrived earlier than usual, parking his sleek, black car right outside the gate. He had planned to drop Qiao Qing to her college today, and he hoped this would bring a smile to Qiao Qing’s face. As he waited, his heart fluttered with excitement, anticipating her reaction.

Meanwhile, downstairs in the kitchen, Qiao Qing’s mother, Mrs. Qiao, was busy preparing breakfast. She hummed a melodious tune, reflecting her contentment as a homemaker. Her joyous spirit was infectious, and it seemed like she had an inkling of the surprise that awaited her daughter.

Outside, the sound of an engine caught Mrs. Qiao’s attention as she looked through the kitchen window. To her pleasant surprise, she saw a sleek black car parked right in front of their house. She recognized the car immediately; it belonged to Jia Yuze.

Mrs. Qiao’s heart skipped a beat as she realized what this meant. She couldn’t resist the opportunity to tease her daughter a little. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she rushed upstairs to Qiao Qing’s room, her footsteps as light as the flutter of a butterfly’s wings.

Knocking gently on the door, Mrs. Qiao called out, "Qing Qing, dear, are you ready? Your college chariot has arrived."

Qiao Qing, still in the process of tying her shoelaces, looked up in bewilderment at her mother’s playful expression, "College chariot? What do you mean, Mom?"

Her mother’s smile widened, and she said, "Come downstairs, and you’ll find out."

Curiosity piqued, Qiao Qing followed her mother downstairs, her heart pounding with a mixture of anticipation and curiosity. As she reached the entrance, she gasped at the sight of Jia Yuze leaning casually against his car, looking effortlessly handsome. Her surprise quickly turned into delight, and she couldn’t help but blush at the thoughtfulness of her boyfriend.

Jia Yuze greeted Mrs. Qiao with a warm smile and a nod of respect, "Good morning, Auntie. I hope you’re doing well."

Mrs. Qiao couldn’t help but be charmed by Jia Yuze’s politeness, "Good morning, Mr. Jia. I’m doing splendidly well. Thank you for asking."