Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

"Big sister, what are you talking about!" Ning Wei tugged at Ning Qing's sleeve and said anxiously.

"Ran Ran..." Ning Qing's mouth was quick for a while, but now she regretted it.

"Don't call me that," Qin Ran was thin and tall, slightly taller than Ning Qing, bowed her head slightly, her eyes cold, "Am I familiar with you?"

Ning Qing found her voice, she pinched her fingers, her knuckles bulging, "I have something wrong with this matter, but I want you to be okay, don't follow your grandfather's footsteps, you are still in the first middle school, I Who cares about you?"

"I don't need you to care," Qin Ran leaned over, her slightly squinted eyes were still bloody, her raised eyebrows were wild and wild, she reached out and patted Ning Qing's shoulder, smiling, "No one except my grandmother. I can take care of me. So, whether I live or die in the future, which high school I go to, whether I go to college or not has nothing to do with you, remember? "

She said it word by word, not in a hurry.

After speaking, he turned to one side, raised his eyebrows at Ning Wei and Mu Ying, and the two immediately followed behind her.

Ning Wei was also very angry and didn't say hello to Ning Qing.

Outside the hospital gate, Ning Qing's delicate makeup face turned white for a while, and even her fingertips were trembling.

Lin Jinxuan stood aside and glanced in Qin Ran's direction.

The other party was just like the one he first saw, those eyes were dark and cold.

Prickly.

After he was busy at night, he was about to pick up Ning Qing, and wanted to apologize to Qin Ran in person. Qin Yu urged him to leave quickly at night, and he was busy again, so he really forgot about Qin Ran.

"Aunt Ning, you still have to see Grandma Chen, I won't go up if I have something to do," Lin Jinxuan smiled gently and paused, "It stands to reason that I shouldn't care about your family affairs, but speaking of my own daughter like that, in the end, No, what do you think?"

After speaking, without waiting for Ning Qing to answer, she nodded slightly and turned around with her phone in hand.

Lin Jinxuan opened the door and got in the car.

When he got on the steering wheel, he was slightly stunned, and pointed the steering wheel with his slender fingertips.

Eyes narrowed slightly.

He hadn't forgotten what Qin Ran said just now—the medicine that the state invested in the laboratory, what does this mean?

According to the superficial meaning, it is a medicine that has not yet been released, and the number is also limited.

Not many people can get it.

He had checked Ning Qing's details when she married Lin Qi twelve years ago, and there was nothing worthy of his attention, so he married his father with her.

Just thinking about it, he saw Qin Ran who was waiting with Ning Wei at the bus stop.

Lin Jinxuan stopped the car and lowered the window.

There was innate indifference and aloofness in his brows, but his tone was gentle, "Qin Ran, where are you going, I'll send you there, and I will apologize."

His car is a black Maybach.

His left hand was on the steering wheel, and a Bulgari watch was on his slightly exposed wrist.

Precious face.

Mu Ying couldn't see the brand, but she could see the dignity. She had never been in such a car before.

Subconsciously, Mu Ying glanced at Qin Ran.

"No." Qin Ran lowered her head and played with her phone.

She sat on the stool at the bus stop, crossed her legs, and poked her phone slowly.

He didn't lift his head.

Lin Jinxuan had also experienced Qin Ran's indifference and rebelliousness.

"Okay, then you three ladies should pay attention and send me a text message when you get to school." He said politely.

Qin Ran didn't speak.

Qin Ran ignored him.

Qin Ran was still playing games.

Qin Ran was indifferent.

"Pay attention to safety." Lin Jinxuan looked at the big guy with his legs crossed, laughed silently, thought about it, and drove away.

After Lin Jinxuan left, Mu Ying struggled for a long time before she said, "Cousin, was that person your friend just now?"

"It's the Lin family." Qin Ran continued to play the game, her voice unhurried.

Lin family?

That Ning Qing married the very rich Lin family?

Mu Ying thought, is that the young master of the Lin family?

When Route 12 arrived, Mu Ying said, "Cousin, the car of No. 1 Middle School has arrived. Mom and I will take you back to No. 1 Middle School first, you are a girl..."

"Wait for Route 623, I'll take you off first." Qin Ran casually.

**

Ning Qing was standing at the entrance of the hospital. Because it was night, there were not many people coming and going.

But she still felt embarrassed.

She was first blocked by Qin Ran, and then lectured by that stepson. Someone around seemed to be looking at her. She bit her lip and walked quickly into the hospital with her head lowered.

Because she walked fast, she naturally didn't notice that there was no one from when she got on the elevator to when she got on the elevator.

It's only nine o'clock now.

Although there are few people in the hospital at night, this floor is full of patients, and the family members of patients will always communicate with doctors and nurses.

After getting off the elevator, Ning Qing realized that something was wrong.

It shouldn't be so quiet, hardly a sound.

The pores on her back were exploding.

There seemed to be a line of sight in front of her, and Ning Qing raised her head suddenly.

The first thing I saw was a man holding a mobile phone and looking at her with a smile on his face. The earrings on the other side's ears were really bright.

Another cold light seemed to pierce his eyes.

Ning Qing's gaze fell to the man next to him, a black figure.

The other party was leaning halfway against the wall, with one hand in his pocket, and the other playing with a thin scalpel. His fingers were white and distinct under the light, and the joints were smooth and beautiful.

The scalpel slowly reversed in his hand.

He lowered his eyebrows halfway, but he could still see his beautiful outline, which was lazy and casual.

Rao was the wrong occasion, and Ning Qing was stunned by him for a while.

No matter how sluggish you are now, you know something is wrong.

Ning Qing took a step back. She reached out and took out the phone in her bag. She asked cautiously, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Before the phone was warm in his hand, Lu Zhaoying pulled it out.

Lu Zhaoying touched the earrings, turned the phone around his fingertips, then half bent, took the phone and patted Ning Qing's face.

He tilted his head, smiled indifferently, and said cruelly: "Master Jun, why did she ask us?"

A few steps away, the scalpel he was playing with suddenly stopped.

The knife is thin and appears to be custom made.

Ning Qing didn't dare to move at all, her heart was almost grabbed by something, and the blue veins of her clenched fingers were exposed.

This is the best hospital in Yuncheng, it shouldn't be like this at this time.

Not to mention, this is a VIP ward.

There are security guards 24 hours a day.

If she could clear this place at this time, and the hospital could cooperate, Ning Qing wondered when she had provoked such a person?

When she came to Lin's house, she was always cautious, for fear of making mistakes.

When Ning Qing panicked.

Lord Jun leaning against the wall raised his head, his face was still good-looking, the bottom of his eyes was thick, but the laziness of the past was gone.

He leaned against the wall and looked at Ning Qing with a cold expression, those beautiful peach blossom eyes were cold.

She didn't seem to have seen such a person in Yuncheng.

Ning Qing's fingers trembled violently, the other party didn't have to do anything, just looking at it made it hard to breathe: "This... this..." She followed Lu Zhaoying's voice just now: "Master Jun, I don't know if I have... what offends me. your place?"

As soon as the sentence fell, Lu Zhaoying sneered.

Cheng Juan lowered his eyes, and after a while, he threw the scalpel to Lu Zhaoying, and took out a cigarette from his pocket.

Under the corridor lights, he was slender, with delicate eyebrows.

He still looked at Ning Qing, smiled, his voice was rather dull, even a little nasal, soft and slow: "Just now, who did you call a lunatic?"