Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Ning Qing and Chen Shulan looked out the door.

Qin Ran did not know when she was standing outside the door. She was leaning against the door frame with a piece of paper in her hand, with a smile that was not a smile.

Her smile was three-pointed casual, a little cool, and the rest was almost breaking through the evil in her bones.

Ning Qing asked the doctor not so early, but she didn't want to send Qin Ran to school, so she lied.

How embarrassing she is now.

Qin Yu was a figure in Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School. Ning Qing often went to parent-teacher meetings. Many people in the school knew that she was Qin Yu's mother.

At this time, she didn't want others to know that a bad student like Qin Ran was also her daughter.

She resisted.

Chen Shulan was not stupid. After she got up, she tried to talk to Ning Qing.

She knew that she might not have much time left, but Qin Ran was still young. If she didn't care, no one would really care.

Neither of them expected Qin Ran to come back.

Ning Qing looked at Qin Ran and opened her mouth, unable to explain, "Ran Ran, that's not what Mom meant..."

She went from a rural person to a wealthy wife.

In addition to Lin Qi and Lin Jinxuan, the others in the Lin family always looked at her with scrutiny and undisguised contempt.

It took Ning Qing twelve years to finally gain a firm foothold under Qin Yu's arrogance. It seemed that she had changed a lot, but in reality she still had low self-esteem.

Suddenly someone like Qin Ran came, and it was impossible for her not to be depressed.

The words just now complained in front of Chen Shulan.

She didn't expect to be heard by Qin Ran.

Qin Ran's expression didn't change. She put one hand in her pocket and said impatiently, "It doesn't matter."

Ning Qing looked at her in astonishment.

Chen Shulan sighed.

"Ran Ran, Mom was just too angry," Ning Qing recovered her voice and wrapped the shawl on her shoulders unconsciously, "You came back just in time, I'll let you clean up the house again, you will live in later. On the third floor, I arranged it for you according to Yu'er's room..."

"No need, I just came to tell you," Qin Ran narrowed her beautiful eyes, a little lazily, "I live in the dormitory."

After speaking, she turned sideways and went to the third floor to pack her things.

She has nothing, just a black bag, a computer, and a mobile phone.

Chen Shulan followed Qin Ran into the room.

"It's okay to live in a dormitory," Chen Shulan stood by the door and looked at her for a while, her expression a little sad, "You have to get along well with your classmates, don't be too hasty..."

She said a lot, and Qin Ran listened and was very patient.

She glanced at the guest room that Ning Qing had set up not long ago. The warm tones were like the kind Qin Yu liked. Qin Ran was not used to it.

She lowered her eyebrows, packed it in a leisurely manner, and pulled up the zipper of her backpack with a "swoosh".

Chen Shulan stared at her, "Ran Ran, why did you lie to your mother?"

"Huh?" Qin Ran threw her backpack behind her back, her slightly raised eyebrows were wild and wild, and motioned for Chen Shulan to continue.

"You played the violin very well when you were nine years old." Chen Shulan glanced at the warm-toned decorations in the room and pressed her forehead.

Qin Ran likes cool-toned things, including her clothes, which are black and white.

"At that time, a teacher from the imperial capital came to Ninghai Village specially and wanted to accept you as a disciple. Why didn't you tell your mother?"

"There's nothing to say," Qin Ran said lightly, wrapping her arms around Chen Shulan's shoulders, the two brothers were arrogant, "Don't worry about snacks, Auntie said that my mother was good-looking when she was a child, you dote on her the most, and now she picks you up Come and take care of it, you can rest easy. I'll see you as soon as I'm on vacation."

In all fairness, Ning Qing was very filial to Chen Shulan.

When she was old, she always wanted to linger with her children and grandchildren. Qin Ran knew what she was thinking about.

The two went downstairs.

Ning Qing sat on the sofa in the living room in a daze.

She saw Qin Ran carrying a bag and wearing her own white T-shirt.

She stood up and found that Qin Ran was serious when she said she wanted to live on campus.

She prepared a wardrobe of beautiful dresses and designer bags for Qin Ran, but Qin Ran didn't bring them.

Ning Qing didn't react, she had a teacup in her hand and didn't know what to say.

How could there be someone who doesn't like living in a villa, doesn't like designer clothes, and doesn't like designer bags?

"I'm going to school, and grandma will leave it to you. I'll go to the hospital if I leave." Qin Ran put one hand in her pocket, her almond-eyed cold eyes.

The Lin family is close to the school and has a dedicated nutritionist.

The third year of high school is busy with studies, and the first high school is under great pressure. If the family has the conditions, they will not choose to live on campus, and there are many parents who study with them.

Ning Qing also knew that it was best for Qin Ran to live in the Lin family.

But she looked at Qin Ran walking out with her bag on her back, and gave a slight pause. The sisters-in-law of the Lin family were coming in a few days, but in the end, she still didn't ask to keep anyone.

Ning Qing asked the driver to escort Qin Ran, "Your brother and sister are both... ah, anyway, you should study hard."

Seeing Qin Ran leave, her tense nerves loosened inexplicably.

When Chen Shulan sent Qin Ran out and wanted to follow her to school, she was stopped by Qin Ran.

Chen Shulan stood at the gate. She knew that Qin Ran had a lot of weird things and was treated like a treasure by her.

But looking at the black backpack she was carrying, Chen Shulan suddenly remembered that Qin Ran didn't bring her things to Lin's house at all.

From the beginning, she planned to live on campus.

**

Qin Ran didn't go to school directly, but went to the bank first.

Line up to get a number and go to the counter.

The lady at the counter looked at the diamond card she casually handed over, stunned for a while, and then stammered: "I, I'm going to find our manager, I don't have enough authority..."

"Well," Qin Ran lowered her head halfway and tapped the counter with her thin white fingers carelessly, "I'll transfer a sum of money."

Generally, for those who hold a diamond card, few people come to the bank to handle business in person, and it is the bank manager who asks them to handle the business.

Qin Ran transferred a sum of money, and the bank manager sent her out in person.

The bank is not far from the school, less than ten minutes walk.

Qin Ran thanked the Lin family driver and asked him to go back.

The driver just glanced at the bank who was smiling attentively not far away. The Lin family members of this bank had never been here, so he didn't know him. Although it was strange, he didn't say much.

Qin Ran took a shortcut back to school.

It was noon and the weather was hot.

"Where is the restaurant Mr. Xu said?" In the sunlight, Lu Zhaoying's earrings were shining with blingbling light. He took a phone call and looked around at the intersection.

Behind him, Cheng Juan was not far or near, and followed slowly.

The sun is shining brightly, and the black shirt he wears does not make people feel hot. The sun above his head blends with the shadows of the trees by the roadside.

There is no expression on a face, but it is good-looking, serene and distinct.

He wanted to find a shade of a tree and wait for Lu Zhaoying to ask for directions. When he looked up, he saw a few people with dyed hair and chicken feather color around a little girl at the intersection on the left corner.

The little girl was holding a black bag in her hand, her fingers were desolate white, and she was wearing a school uniform coat loosely outside.

Tall and skinny.

She looked dazzling, and her expression was indifferent.

Cheng Juan was stunned.

Lu Zhaoying asked about the specific location, hung up the phone, and saw the situation, "Hey, isn't this the girl with the super good looks that morning?"