Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

003 Huameng

Qin Ran bit a piece of spareribs, lowered her head and nibbled seriously, looking casual, not even raising her eyelids.

Ning Qing was about to get angry when Lin Qi glanced at him.

She held back her anger and repeated the words just now with a cold face.

Qin Ran's sitting posture was really unruly, with Erlang's legs crossed, chopsticks in one hand, and her arm in the other hand resting on the table.

The big guy is sitting, proud and mad.

It seemed that she only heard the sound now, and Qin Ran raised her eyes.

Hearing that Qin Ran had learned the violin, Lin Jinxuan also looked up at her.

He heard Qin Ran speak, "Violin?"

Speaking of which, she propped her chin on her hand, and suddenly smiled, her voice was low, slightly cold and tired, "Well, I won't."

"No? What can't you do? You started learning when you were young," Ning Qing held her chopsticks in her hands, her knuckles bulging, and gritted her teeth, "I pay you a sum of money every year to learn the violin. Teacher Xu said that you Good talent..."

"Oh," Qin Ran fiddled with the spareribs in a slow manner, "After I opened the head of Teacher Xu's son, we haven't seen each other."

There was an eerie silence at the dinner table.

Qin Ran held her chin and smiled, a bad and cold kind of smile.

The delicate eyebrows raised slightly have the rebelliousness of a young man, and upon closer inspection, there seems to be a bit of shallow ruthlessness.

In Ning Qing's words, they were "bandits". They were both bandits and savage, and they were both flamboyant and demonic, but they couldn't be touched or touched.

What kind of fairy expression is this?

What kind of fairy-like tone?

Ning Qing looked at her, her eyes were a little red with anger, "Qin Ran, tell me what do you want?"

There was an art class in No. 1. Ning Qing remembered that Qin Ran was good at learning the qin when she was a child, but if she didn’t study well, another path, art is also a way out.

Unexpectedly, Qin Ran would give her such a "surprise" for her freshman year.

Lin Qi read Qin Ran's profile in the afternoon and knew that the other party was a thorn, but he didn't expect it to be so piercing.

Aunt Zhang brought a cup of tea to Ning Qing, Ning Qing sighed, drank it, and when she came over, she didn't mention it again, but her tight back showed that she was not in a good mood.

Lin Qi was busy in business, so he naturally didn't have the spare time to go around Chen Shulan and Qin Ran.

Or, he didn't think it was necessary.

After eating, they basically dispersed.

Seeing that Lin Jinxuan took a call and went out, Qin Yu said to Ning Qing obediently and went upstairs to play the piano.

Ning Qing looked at the younger daughter and then at the eldest daughter, they were all her seed, how could they be born so different.

"You and your grandmother live on the third floor temporarily. I'll ask Mrs. Zhang to clean up another room later." Ning Qing pinched her eyebrows, tilted her head slightly, suppressed her anger, and lowered her voice, "On the second floor, except for the bedroom It's your sister's piano room, don't disturb her if you're okay."

As soon as Qin Yu left, the warmth on her face faded.

Qin Ran leaned against the escalator and nodded, expressionless.

Qin Ran's attitude was quite obedient, and Ning Qing's expression, which had been stagnant for a whole day, finally softened. After all, it was a piece of flesh that fell from her body.

Ning Qing told Chen Shulan a few things about her life. When she turned her head and saw Qin Ran picked up her phone again, she frowned and was about to say something.

Coincidentally, the piano room on the second floor was not closed, and the melodious and melodious sound of the violin came out.

Ning Qing looked relieved, and turned to Mrs. Zhang, "It seems that Yu'er will be able to take the tenth grade test soon. Ran Ran! Learn more from your sister, and do things with a beginning and an end."

After speaking, he turned to Qin Ran again.

Qin Ran glanced at the second floor and raised her eyelids lazily. Her almond eyes were a bit wicked, but they were so beautiful that they were still not good.

She turned and went upstairs, her legs straight and long.

I ignored Ning Qing.

Yes, very social.

Ning Qing pointed at her back, her face flushed red, thinking about how Qin Ran would hit people's heads with bricks...

Chen Shulan's brows twitched, but she was reluctant to accuse Qin Ran, so she could try to appease Ning Qing.

**

Upstairs, the nanny has taken Chen Shulan's things to the next door.

Qin Ran took a shower and didn't dry her hair completely. While wearing the strap of her bathrobe, she reached out and took out the new-looking computer from her backpack.

Next to the computer is the heavy mobile phone, which is not the same as the mobile phone she usually uses to play games.

She didn't look at the phone, she pressed the towel on her head, and the computer was placed on the table by her. As soon as she opened the cover, the desktop appeared in seconds.

The desktop of the computer is very clean. Except for the desert background, there are only white mouse arrows, and no other icons can be found.

A very warm and depressing desert color.

Qin Ran reached out and pressed a few keys, then got up and poured a glass of water. She sat on the chair with the water in her hand, and a face appeared on the computer.

The other party was wearing a white shirt, on the exotic road, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a medicine box in the other.

Wearing a snow-white shirt, with long eyelashes and fair skin, the face could be described as beautiful.

"Someone is checking you," Qin Ran leaned back in her chair, took a sip of water with her eyes down, and said slowly, "People from the capital, I sent you the other party's information."

When Qin Ran was six years old, she knew that she was different from others after she finished elementary school at her neighbor's house.

She can't play with her peers, and occasionally goes mad.

Neighbors thought she was mentally ill and could not avoid it.

Ning Qing and Qin Hanqiu focused on quarreling every day, and didn't pay too much attention to her situation. All they knew was that she liked to fight, had some nerve problems, and didn't want to go to school.

They didn't want to take her away when they got divorced.

Eight-year-old Qin Ran taught herself high school content.

At the age of nine, he built his first computer and hacked a hacker website with his own coding.

In the video, this man squinted a pair of bewitching eyes. He had a high nose bridge and a handsome appearance. Even in a foreign country, people who came and went couldn't help but turn their heads.

Gu Xichi, a doctor who travels all over the world, has superb medical skills and a quirky temper. He travels all over the world to treat the poor.

This time there was a terrorist attack in the Middle East, and he immediately carried his medical kit to save the world.

Qin Ran only knew that he was a doctor, Gu Xichi.

Gu Xichi only knew that she was a hacker, Qin Ran.

The two had a life-long friendship, but they never inquired about each other.

"I'm fine," Gu Xichi bit the cigarette in his mouth, took out another mobile phone to check the emails Qin Ran sent him, and said vaguely, "Little boy, don't worry about this, brother, I'll find someone to solve it."

Gu Xichi read the information, and calmly put the phone back in his pocket.

"Does the other party have a background?" Qin Ran put the cup on the table.

Gu Xichi nodded casually.

Qin Ran grabbed the towel she had thrown to one side and put one leg on the table on the other side.

She continued to wipe her hair, her voice unhurried, "As you wish."

"Don't be disappointed. When you grow up, you must be at least like the Q of Huameng that has been circulating on the domestic Internet recently. Brother, I will show you the outside world." Gu Xichi asked a foreigner for directions, and comforted him. She said a word.