Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's spoiled ex-girlfriend

Ke Miantang nestled in his arms for a while, and after a long pause, she gently nodded.

Then she reached out and poked his chest, tilting her head back to glare at him: "If I don't get it, I'll block you on the entire internet! I mean it."

Rong She smiled faintly, reached out and grasped the finger that had poked her, and squeezed it.

"Ke Miantang!" Just then, Ke Ji emerged from the crowd.

Wearing a black ski suit, goggles around his neck, and carrying skis in his hand, his hair was flattened by his helmet, but his features were still handsome, making him stand out among a group of high school students.

He called out from afar, but when he got closer, he realized that Rong She was also there, and he paused for a moment.

"Brother Rongshe," Ke Ji called out obediently, then shifted her gaze from Rongshe to her sister's face, frowning, "What happened to your mouth? Is it frozen?"

Ke Miantang's face flushed red, and she said fiercely, "What's it to you?"

Ke Ji was bewildered by her fierce words, scratched his head, and looked to Rong She for help.

Rong She said without changing his expression, "Your sister wants that thermos."

Ke Ji suddenly realized and patted his chest: "Don't worry, with Rong She and me here, we'll definitely get it. It's just a thermos."

Zhang Xin sat in the rest area opposite the ski slope, holding a hot cocoa in her hands.

Bao Min sat next to her, applying hand cream and muttering something to herself.

Zhang Xin's gaze swept across the ski slope and landed on Ke Miantang, Rong She, and Ke Ji on the other side.

They stood together, Rong She's hand on Ke Miantang's waist, their fingers loosely clasped together, a gesture that anyone would take for granted as possession.

Ke Ji was standing next to him, excitedly saying something.

Ke Miantang also said something, and then casually pulled Rong She's hand off her waist.

Zhang Xin thought that was the end of it, but the next second, Rong She put his hand back down, even lower than before.

Ke Miantang pulled again, this time simply stuffing his hand into his coat pocket and pressing it down, signaling him to stay put.

Rong She looked down at her, then reached out his other hand and firmly put his arm around Ke Miantang's waist again.

Ke Miantang paused, frustrated, and gave up struggling, only secretly reaching out to pinch his waist.

He didn't even frown, silently tightening his grip and pulling the person closer to him.

Zhang Xin took in the whole scene, and her fingers slowly tightened around the cup.

She recalled the rumors about Rong She from the outside world—cold, aloof, and unapproachable.

No word can describe him at this moment.

In front of those people, he was not Rong She at all.

Zhang Xin felt that her understanding of Rong She had been challenged once again.

"Xinxin, look at that thermos, it's so cute." Bao Min pulled her back to reality and pointed to the prizes on the display stand.

The lights fell on the display stand, and on the milky white deer cup lid, two small bells hung from the fluffy antlers, tinkling in the wind.

Zhang Xin looked over and saw that it was indeed very cute. She liked the cup very much and would be very happy if she could get it.

"Senior." She turned to look at the person next to her.

Duan Chengzhi walked over with two cups of hot cocoa he had just bought.

He was wearing a dark blue ski suit, with ski goggles hanging around his neck, and a bright, sunny smile on his face.

Duan Chengzhi is a third-year student at the School of Economics and Management of Lingzhou University. His father is a well-known entrepreneur in the capital region.

He's good-looking and academically gifted. He's been pursuing Zhang Xin since the start of the semester, bringing her coffee, breakfast, and escorting her back to her dorm every single day without fail.

Zhang Xin neither agreed nor refused, leaving the situation hanging.

"Xinxin, this is for you." He handed her one of the cups of hot cocoa.

After Zhang Xin took the cup, Duan Chengzhi handed the other cup to Bao Min. Bao Min took it and sweetly said, "Thank you, senior."

Duan Chengzhi waved his hand and said with a smile, "You're welcome."

"Senior, how's your skiing skill?" Zhang Xin asked casually.

Upon hearing this, Duan Chengzhi smiled confidently: "I've won provincial-level awards in skiing competitions, so what?"

"Let's participate in that tandem skiing challenge together. I want that thermos."

Duan Chengzhi's eyes lit up immediately. He had been pursuing Zhang Xin for almost a semester, and she had always been very polite to him. This was the first time she had taken the initiative to invite him to do something like this.

"Okay, I'll definitely help you win." This was a chance to show off in front of Zhang Xin, and he absolutely couldn't lose.

Bao Min also cheered Zhang Xin on, clenching her fists and raising them to her chest with a powerful gesture: "Xin Xin, you must win and prove that you are no worse than anyone else."

Before the activity started, Ke Ji went to find his class monitor.

He circled around the crowd before finally finding Yan Shiyu among a pile of brightly colored ski suits.

At that time, Yan Shiyu was squatting by the ski slope adjusting her bindings.

"Yan Shiyu, aren't you really good at skiing? Do me a favor and team up with me to help my sister win a thermos cup."

Yan Shiyu is the class monitor of Ke Ji's class, the twentieth person on the whitelist, and a member of the Shiyang Group's affiliated group.

She has long legs, short hair, and a classic Northern girl personality: straightforward in speech and efficient in action.

Upon hearing this, she glanced at Ke Ji, then looked away from his face and towards Ke Mian Tang and Rong She, who were standing in the distance.

"Is that your sister?" Yan Shiyu's eyes widened.

"Um."

"Is that Rong She next to you?"

"Hmm." Ke Ji nodded, wondering why she asked that.

Yan Shiyu stood up and patted the snow off her knees: "Okay, help your sister win a thermos."

Ke Ji's eyelids twitched when he saw Yan Shiyu suddenly become very enthusiastic.

What's wrong with her? She was so unresponsive just now.

Now, if I mention his sister even once, he completely changes.

"You," Ke Ji opened his mouth, "you only agreed because of my sister, right?"

Yan Shiyu rolled her eyes at him: "What are you thinking? Your sister is so beautiful, just looking at her makes my whole day wonderful. What's wrong with letting a beautiful woman get what she wants?"

After she finished speaking, she picked up her skis and headed towards the starting line.

She took a few steps and then turned back, impatiently urging him, "Hurry up, stop dawdling."

Ke Ji followed, muttering something under his breath, but Yan Shiyu didn't hear him or ask.

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Before long, the ski competition began.

A long queue formed at the start of the ski slope, with most participants being couples, while singles had already retreated to the spectator area.

In the rest area next to the ski resort, Zhou Ran held a cup of hot coffee and leaned against the railing.

He Yayin sat on a bench nearby, her hands in her ski suit pockets, staring blankly at the crowd at the starting line.

Zhou Ran glanced at her sideways. Not many people knew that He Yayin used to like Rong She.

He took a sip of his coffee and slowly said, "That's it? No particular thoughts?"

He Yayin's eyebrows twitched slightly, and she said calmly, "I have no thoughts. What's there to think about in the past?"

Zhou Ran clicked his tongue and said nothing more.

After a while, Shen Zhiyan slid over from the side: "Zhou Ran, are you coming or not? There are fewer people in the singles area."