Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Cheng Jun lowered his eyes.

He paused.

He has contacted these hidden numbers recently.

Outside the car, Qin Ran realized that his cell phone had fallen, turned around and walked back, leaned slightly, bent his fingers, and knocked on the car window casually.

Cheng Jun raised his eyebrows. He reached out and lowered the window.

She lowered her eyes halfway, her eyebrows closed, and she was cold and clear: "My phone fell."

Cheng Jun's eyes closed, he picked up his phone and handed it to Qin Ran, his fingers were long and beautiful, and his voice was a little dull: "Your phone rang."

Qin Ran took the phone, and there was no change in the expression on his face.

Since the emergence of the hidden number software, there are indeed many hidden numbers.

Qin Ran took his phone into the hotel and bowed his head to send Ning Qing's message.

The hidden number was called again.

She went to the end of the corridor without changing her face, pulled out the headphones in her pocket, turned on the voice changer, and connected the phone.

"This order has been changed, the order price is fifty times," the voice on the opposite side is obviously also processed, with a slight current, "Can't you pick it?"

Qin Ran: "..."

She leaned against the wall. She didn't dare to talk over the phone. She was quite quiet.

After a while.

Qin Ran licked her lips, she said: "Who is that stupid?"

"Huh?" The phone apparently didn't respond.

"I asked, which fool was the order, and the information was given to me." Qin Ran's fingertips wrapped around the headphone cable, his eyebrows lowered, and every word was cold and dry.

Hearing Qin Ran's attitude loosened, the person on the other end of the phone hung up the phone happily.

It didn't take long for specific information to be sent to Qin Ran's mailbox.

Qin Ran didn't walk away either, she changed her posture, leaned against the wall, and opened the information without any hassle.

She looked at the information, her brows twitching again.

Finally, he gave back four words to the other party-

[This order, I take it.

Simply neat.

Hearing that Lin Jinxuan was coming, Ning Qing had been waiting downstairs.

In the evening, the Lin family driver picked her up and had no time to go to sister Qin Yu. Lin Jinxuan passed by just one middle school and helped pick up Qin Yu and Qin Ran.

Ning Qing was flattered.

Lin Jinxuan has always been kind to himself for so many years, but once Qin language is involved, he is quite good at speaking.

The stepson sent her daughter over, and she would naturally stay upstairs for some reason.

"Jinxuan, I really trouble you." Ning Qing smiled slightly, she was carrying a bag on her hand, and a beautiful face with a kind of elegant style.

Lin Jinxuan stepped down from the driver's seat, his brows were very pale, and he was gentle and gentle, "very fine, I should."

Lin Jinxuan has been very busy recently, and he has been on the phone constantly at home.

Both eyebrows were sorrowful, as if something had happened, Ning Qing and Lin Qi didn't bother him much.

The people were delivered now, and Lin Jinxuan was not much talk. He had a good manner and got off the bus and greeted Ning Qing before getting on the bus.

Ning Qing watched Qin Yu get down from the co-pilot.

The door in the back seat never opened.

Lin Jinxuan's car is going away now.

She glanced back in the back seat, "Jinxuan, Qin Ran? Didn't she come?"

Lin Jinxuan's hand was already on the key. Hearing this sentence, he was silent for a few seconds before raising his head. He pressed his temple with some surprise: "Sorry, I'm too busy to forget her. Do you know her phone, I will pick it up again."

It turned out that I forgot.

Ning Qing nodded, her fingers moved, but the tone was gentle: "It's okay, I let her take a taxi by yourself. If you are busy recently, don't pick her up."

Lin Jinxuan had never done such a thing as an ungentleman, but he was indeed busy. "You will send her a call to me later. I apologize."

When Lin Jinxuan left.

Ning Qing pressed her eyebrows and pulled out her phone to call Qin Ran.

Qin Ran missed it.

"Mom, sorry, I didn't think of it..." Qin Yu walked into the store and handed the violin in his hand to Zhangsao, very sorry.

Ning Qing hung up the phone, and because Qin Ran didn't answer, she was a little impatient: "It's okay, it doesn't matter to you."

She fought two times in a row, but Qin Ran didn't answer. At first, she was angry, but when she recalled the process, she felt a little bit disgusted.

If this matter was changed to Qin language, Lin Jinxuan would definitely pick it up without saying anything.

Even if she didn't have time, Ning Qing would pick it up personally and would not be so perfunctory.

In the final analysis, it is because she is Qin Ran, not Qin.

She didn't get along with Qin Ran for twelve years, she was rusty, especially Qin Ran's tough temper, a cold and arrogant gangster, it didn't stink, unlike Qin's soft words.

At present, so many relatives come to Yuncheng, just to see her Ning Qing mixed well.

Seeing that Chen Shulan is fake, it is true that she wants to establish a relationship with her.

Ning Qing knew what the relatives thought, and looked down on her heart, but she would not fall on her face.

Qin Ran may be absent on this occasion, but Qin language cannot be. Qin language is her most proud existence in the past ten years.

As for Qin Ran...

There are no secrets between this group of relatives. If it is then asked why Qin Ran is still in high school...

Ning Qing sighed, she put the phone back in her pocket and took Qin Yu upstairs.

After a while, a group of relatives were almost there.

Chen Shulan looked down, looking at Ning Qing surrounded by everyone, and asked in a low voice: "Ran Ran, why didn't she come?"

Ning Qing paused, and Yu Guang happened to see a thin figure coming from the door.

The other party wore a middle school uniform coat loosely, with a white t-shirt inside, the light in the box was dark, the crowd was noisy, and it was extravagant, only she lowered her eyebrows.

"Isn't she here?" Ning Qing said.

Chen Shulan also saw it.

Qin Ran's eye-catching hanging no matter where she was, her raised eyebrows were sharp and sharp, and everyone noticed her as soon as she entered the room.

"Grandma, what about your aunt?" Qin Ran took Chen Shulan's left hand and looked in the room. Finally, in a corner, he saw some helpless Ning Wei standing.

"Great niece, really, I haven't seen you for years, and you get younger and younger," a middle-aged woman held Ning Qing's hand affectionately. "Yeah, this is Qin language, it's a real sign, I heard that you are still on What kind of piano came through the TV, but it really gave our parents a face..."

Qin Ran heard Ning Qing's reserved and joyful voice, "Come, Yu'er, this is your uncle grandma. She, she hasn't worried me since she was a child, and now she is in a key class..."

These relatives, Qin Ran, have basically never seen them and don't know them.

She also knows that this group of relatives came for Ning Qing and Qin Yu, too lazy to talk to the snake.

Said to Chen Shulan.

Go directly to Ning Wei.

Ning Wei stood in the corner, pinching the corner of her clothes, a little helpless, the clothes on her body were very clean, but obviously a bit old.

"Ran Ran." Seeing Qin Ran, her eyes lit up and her voice rose slightly.

Qin Ran paused at the same place. She took her mobile phone and tilted her head back, inhaling: "Auntie, why don't you sit."

"I don't have a stool, I just stand." Ning Wei smiled, and then looked at the girl who was also restrained beside her: "Mu Ying, this is your cousin."

Before Mu Ying spoke, she saw Qin Ran moving.

Qin Ran didn't say anything, she looked around.

The inexplicable cold.

Nine minutes cold, a bit dry.

Not far away there is a stool with a violin.

She seemed to sigh, her face irritated and very savage, squeezed her fingers, and walked over.

Before the slender and slender fingers touched the violin, a sharp and sharp voice exploded around him. "This violin is 580,000, Miss Qin, don't move it!"

Digression

Knowing that the person who received the order is Ran Ran (people are stupid and have more money) Jun Ye: ...the world owes you an Oscar.

Sister Ran (with no head raised): each other.

Good morning, thank you all for your tickets and gifts. Today is also a day to love you~