Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Cheng Jun did not speak.

He looked at the direction of the milk tea shop, his eyes clear and cold, squinting slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, indifferently with a faint smoke.

Lu Zhaoying thought he had not heard it, and repeated what he had just said.

Cheng Jun then turned his head slightly, lifted his chin and nodded in Wei Zihang's direction, then frowned: "Who is he?"

Lu Zhaoying: "..." Is your concern wrong?!

Cheng Jun withdrew his gaze, bowing his head slightly and lighting the smoke in his mouth, "Xu Lao is in that huge murder case three years ago."

Lu Zhaoying was stunned, her face blank and dazed, "What did you find?"

"Conjecture," Cheng Jun spit out a smoke ring, his eyes deep and deep, "Xu Lao has not been so sympathetic, and it has been wrong since he appeared in Ninghai Village."

"So heir..." Lu Zhaoying looked up sharply.

Cheng Jun smiled, "Two possibilities, one, is a guise. In the identity of Xu Lao, even if there is a heir he likes, it is difficult to ignore the interests of the Xu family and find an outsider to inherit."

"Second, there is indeed an heir that makes him want to put aside his external interests, and Xu Lao almost puts down the huge interests of the Xu family. When we came here, he took the initiative to find us, and he also mentioned the heir. He was seeking my help, If this matter is true, the various parties in the capital will shuffle the cards, and it is unknown whether this'heir' will exist alive at that time."

"The Cheng family is much easier to keep a person than the Xu family." Lu Zhaoying didn't expect this deep point. He was not good at reasoning and scratched his head. "That's wrong, Qin Xiaoran should be The survivor that time, her dog crawling characters, Xu Lao won't fancy her?"

Cheng Jun didn't speak, he couldn't figure out another key point.

What role does Qin Ran play?

Taking a person like Xu Lao to give a recommendation letter in person, this matter is strange from beginning to end.

He spit out a smoke ring and looked at the direction of the milk tea shop. His eyes were deep: "If there is really an heir he likes, it will change."

Thinking of Xu Lao's identity, Lu Zhaoying realized the importance of things.

He looked up and wanted to say something, but he saw Cheng Jun entering the tea shop.

Shuangxiu, this milk tea shop is not particularly large, Qin Ran let Wei Zihang wait on the side.

Turning around and putting a cup of milk tea on the table, Qin Ran smelled a familiar cold fragrance with a hint of mint.

Looking up, Cheng Jun was standing on the bar with one hand. He was tall and long legs. He always looked down inadvertently when looking at people. Even if he was calm and calm, there was a less obvious sense of oppression.

Apparently he hadn’t had milk tea. He stared at a long list of milk tea names, and finally twisted his eyebrows, looking at her sideways.

He took out a card to swipe.

Qin Ran glanced down and estimated that Cheng Gongzi had never been out of the house, and the tea shop paid online without cash. Who took a limited card?

She held his hand, "I invite you to drink."

Cheng Jun didn't speak. He just lowered his head slightly and looked at his fingers. The man's fingers were fair and slender, but his fingers were not too delicate.

His fingertips were obviously cold, and pressed against the back of his hand, like a fire in a prairie fire.

He looked up politely and reservedly, and looked at Qin Ran, who was looking down at various tools to adjust milk tea.

The attitude is focused on peace, focusing on the cup in the hand, the slender fingers holding the small spoon, stirring the fruit tea in the cup, but does not touch the wall.

The milk tea cup is transparently printed with a logo, and the turquoise fruit tea is adjusted to two thirds, and then quickly picked up the whipped cream, slowly poured, and finally, sprinkled with brown chocolate powder.

Qin Ran is always serious about doing these things. She is very cold and cold on weekdays, but when she is immersed in something, the sharpness of her body is completely put away.

Even the sag of the long eyelashes is very beautiful.

"Thank you." He took the two cups of milk tea and raised his hands to clear the wind.

Going aside, his fingers tightened tightly.

Cloud City closed the house.

"Mingyue, eat more, how about the school, are you still used to accommodation?" Feng Loucheng gave Pan Mingyue a lot of dishes. His brows were gentle, but he always had a sharp sense of standing high, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Thank you Uncle Feng." Pan Mingyue whispered, her short hair softly resting on her head. "The students are very good."

"Your elder brother Feng is also at home. Don't go back to school during this weekend. At home, let your aunt make more delicious food for you." Feng Lou sincerely smiled mildly.

He was smart and able tomorrow, as if he was careful, as if all gentleness had been given to the girl in front of him.

Mrs. Feng threw chopsticks with a snap, "I'm done."

She stepped on high heels and went upstairs very loudly.

The speech twisted his eyebrows.

Pan Mingyue held the chopsticks tightly, and then looked up at Feng Lou sincerely: "Uncle Feng, we are about to take the monthly exam, and I will go back to school to study on my own."

"Your auntie is like this," Feng Loucheng looked at Pan Mingyue and sighed, "Mingyue, you..."

"Uncle, after I finish eating, go up first and get my clothes." Pan Mingyue finished eating the food that Fenglou Cheng clipped to her and went upstairs.

Her room was beautiful, but there was no fireworks, and she opened the closet, and there were not many clothes in it.

Most of the previous ones are a bit small. Feng Loucheng is a man after all and does not take care of everything. She only pays her card money on time every month. She is useless.

But she didn't care.

She took several clothes and went downstairs.

Around the corner, I heard the speech and Feng Loucheng talking.

Chopsticks were also put in the resignation. He was wiping his mouth with a tissue and glanced at Feng Loucheng: "Dad, not only my mother wants to know, I also want to know, who is Mingyue, you just bring a person back, but also Treat her so well, is this your illegitimate daughter or the daughter of your first love?"

"Why are you the same as your mother?" Feng Loucheng fell his chopsticks, pursed his lips, and his brows were cold. "Seal, don't put it in the ear of Mingyue."

"It's not just an illegitimate girl, not only a mother, I also want to know, even if her parents die, her relatives are always there, why do you want to take over this cheap." The speech gave a cigarette.

At the corner of the staircase, Pan Mingyue's bones were blue and white. After a long while, she bowed her head.

Going downstairs to say hello to Feng Loucheng, Mrs. Feng never waited to see her, but did not abuse her, let alone Feng Loucheng treated herself like her own daughter.

"Be careful on the road." Feng Lou Cheng calmed down and was very gentle to Pan Mingyue.

The speech looked at Pan Mingyue coming out of the gate, and stood up. He looked towards Fenglou Cheng and said: "That's it, you are too good for Mingyue, unlike you on weekdays. If you want Mom to be better for Mingyue, just follow She explained why."

The two-day holiday passed quickly.

The last session of Monday was the class meeting. Gao Yangyang gave a bunch of philosophies about life, then unscrewed the thermos and took a sip of tea: "Who wants to take the initiative to do this board report?"

No one raised his hand, the third year of high school, this kind of thing few people would take it, too troublesome, shrinking one by one, afraid Gao Yang would point himself.

Gao Yang simply said: "Lin Siran you write well, or you come."

Qin Ran was leaning against the wall. She had a good cold, her eyebrows were raised wildly, and she looked at the same table softly.

She felt really good-tempered at the same table.

After finishing trivial matters, only ten minutes left for get out of class, Gao Yang let them study by themselves.

Qin Ran took out a lollipop from the hole in the table, opened the colorful icing and stuffed it in his mouth.

Flipping the extracurricular book while holding a lollipop.

Awkward, there was a very clear high-heeled kick at the door of Class 9, followed by a piercing female voice: "Gao Yang, what happened to Qin Ran in your class? Where is one of us? It's where she can fight. ? Delayed the study of the students in our class, what did she do to compensate others?"

Digression

A few days ago I was a bit busy. I did not have time to chat with you, so I had time to comment, and I will return to Kazakhstan later. Then, I would like to thank you for the tickets and gifts yesterday.

Today is also the day to ask for a free ticket for a recommendation ticket. I will be short of your ticket. I really lack it!If you don’t vote, I don’t vote. When can Huahua k(tot)