Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

The paper floating out of Qin Ran's book, the two of them would naturally think that it belonged to Qin Ran.

But this handwriting... was obviously very different from Qin Ran's handwriting.

Must have been specially trained.

Qin Ran didn't expect her piece of paper to be brought out.

She was sitting on the seat, holding the mobile phone in her left hand and putting her right hand on the table. She was a little clumsy because she had to take care of her right hand.

Seeing the paper, she raised her eyebrows.

"That's a beautiful word," Lin Siran reacted first. She picked up the paper and patted it on the table. After seeing the content clearly, she raised her head and became extremely excited, "Qin Xiaoran, are you also a fan of Yanxi?"

This piece of paper was a song that Yanxi had just released. As a die-hard Yanxi fan, Lin Siran naturally recognized it.

Qin Ran tilted her head, her tone unwavering, "I really am not."

"Then you still have Yanxi's lyrics?" Lin Siran raised the paper in his hand.

Qiao Sheng didn't see that it was the lyrics, but just stretched out his hand and took out the piece of paper, "This must not be copied by her. How could she write such words? By the way, who gave this to you?"

Qiao Sheng is such a genius!

Qin Ran suddenly calmed down. Playing with the phone with her left hand, she tilted her body and smiled, "Well, my neighbor wrote it. Does his handwriting look good?"

"Good-looking." Lin Siran nodded frantically, and then glanced down, "I can write a copybook now, right?"

"You said why you didn't practice such beautiful characters." Qiao Sheng tutted.

Qin Ran lowered her head and continued flipping through her phone, ignoring him.

As class approached, Qiao Sheng also returned to his seat.

**

Qin Ran's hands still needed to be changed. Yesterday, Cheng Mu took everything to the school doctor's office.

Two people in the school doctor's office can help her change.

When Qin Ran arrived at the school doctor's office, Lu Zhaoying was standing outside the door talking on the phone with a dignified tone, and he waved to her when he saw her.

Cheng Juan was in the school doctor's office. He was still leaning on the sofa lazily, with the computer on his lap, his expression was still lazy, but his clear eyebrows always seemed to have a suffocating aura.

"Come to change the medicine?" Cheng Juan put the computer aside and took out the medicine box.

She motioned Qin Ran to do well and sat next to her.

Carefully opened the bandage, revealing the wound inside, stitched a few stitches, the wound is very ferocious.

In summer, the palms of the hands are prone to sweating, bumps and bumps, and wounds are inevitable, and the medicine is smudged.

Cheng Juan took the cotton swab, pinched her finger, and carefully cleaned it with medical alcohol, no matter how careful she was, she would inevitably touch the wound, "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay," Qin Ran said lazily, resting her chin on her left hand, "it's not that serious."

Cheng Juan gave a low "um" and didn't speak, but his movements were much lighter.

His eyebrows drooped, his long eyelashes covered, and his outline looked hazy.

After changing the medicine, Cheng Juan asked her where she was going when she saw Qin Ran get up and go out.

"The cafeteria, Lin Siran is still waiting for me to eat." Qin Ran looked at her right hand, and felt that the pain was not as bad as yesterday after taking the medicine.

She was injured and naturally couldn't work.

When get out of class was over in the morning, she pushed the part-time jobs at the milk tea shop.

Are you going to crowd the cafeteria with people?

Not afraid of the wound breaking again?

Cheng Jun pursed his lips.

Qin Ran didn't pay attention, she waved her left hand, "Then I'll go first."

Walking outside the door, he met Lu Zhaoying who just came back from the phone call, and said hello.

Lu Zhaoying threw the phone on the table and scratched his head, "Where did she go? Why didn't she stay for dinner?"

Cheng Juan turned around and sat back on the sofa.

His lips were pursed, looking quite cold.

Lu Zhaoying didn't understand what he was doing, but he didn't dare to ask.

Only changed the subject, "That Deputy Director Shen went to find Uncle Jiang."

Cheng Juan took out a cigarette and bit it, smirked, "That's embarrassing, isn't he quite majestic?"

It's just that the bottom of his dark eyes is cold, and he can't see the slightest smile.

Cheng Mu, who just came in: "..."

One finger can press the opponent to death, does Deputy Director Shen dare not to be cowardly?

**

Lin.

When Father Xu found here, neither Lin Qi nor Lin Jinxuan were there.

Ning Qing sat at the pavilion in the courtyard to entertain Father Xu.

There was no follow-up news from the Public Security Bureau. Ning Qing gathered together, sold some jewelry, and collected 500,000 in one card.

Today, Lin Jinxuan brought back news that Xu Shen had broken both hands.

The follow-up effects are severe.

In order to settle the follow-up and prevent Qin Ran from going to jail, Ning Qing also worked hard.

Last night, she barely slept all night, and she used a lot of foundation to cover up the dark blue and black under her eyes.

She didn't expect Father Xu to come to her door.

"Mrs. Lin." Father Xu knew Ning Qing.

Ning Qing held the bank card in her hand, and didn't want anyone in the Lin family to see her ugly appearance: "Sister Zhang, you go down first, I'll have a good chat with Mr. Xu."

Sister-in-law Zhang gave her a sideways glance, a little hesitant, but after she brought up a pot of tea, she went back.

"Who's here?" Inside the house, Lin Wan put her shawl in her hands and just came downstairs.

Sister-in-law Zhang pouted outside, poured another cup of tea for Lin Wan, and lowered her voice, "Who else, Mr. Xu, I saw that Madam had a bank card in her hand."

Lin Wan sat on the sofa, heard the words, and sneered.

Didn't say more.

outside the house.

Father Xu sat on the stool, fidgeting a little, unable to speak.

"Mr. Xu, I'm really sorry, my child... ah." He was expressionless, Ning Qing misunderstood what he meant, poured him a cup of tea, and spoke first, keeping her posture low.

From last night to now, she has not dared to go out.

Afraid to see the eyes of the servants, especially the Lin family.

Ning Qing took a sip of tea and said, "You know Qin Ran, she has no characterization since she was a child, she obviously learned the violin before Yu'er, who knows, Yu'er is almost ninth grade now, but she can't learn violin music well. Said, and beat your son. Speaking of this, I am ashamed."

After Father Xu came, he had been trembling, trying to drink water to relieve himself.

But he didn't expect Ning Qing to say such a thing.

He held the teacup's hand for a while, a little confused, "Wait, Mrs. Lin."

Ning Qing held the bank card in her hand and looked up at him.

Father Xu looked at her: "No, who said Qin Ran didn't study the violin well, she clearly—"