Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Qin Ran was in the kitchen, Ning Wei covered the lid of the jar, and when he leaned his head, he saw the thick gauze wrapped in Qin Ran's palm.

"Stay there, don't touch the water." Ning Wei waved and let her out.

Qin Ran thought about it and threw the vegetables in his hand back to the pool, but he didn't go, so he leaned against the door and squinted.

Ning Wei thought about Ning Qing's relationship with Qin Ran, sighed in her heart, but did not force her out.

"Are you looking for someone to install the air conditioner here? It's not easy for you to work. Don't spend it on our house. Although my aunt has no skills, she can still feed the family," Ning Wei said in a hurry and continued to say: "Also, Don’t buy Mu Nan clothes next time."

Last time at school, Qin Ran asked Mu Nan to bring back a bag to buy Mu Nan's new clothes.

Qin Ran stared at the smoky jar and casually responded.

Ning Wei knew that she had a bad temper, and she should answer it. She should buy it next time.

Several big dishes are ready, and the soup is being cooked in the morning.

Ning Wei took the soup out first, and Qin Ran followed slowly with a few bowls.

The atmosphere in the narrow living room is not so good.

Ning Qing stared at the mobile phone in her hand, lowered her eyebrows, and said nothing. Qin Yu sat beside her, looking worried.

Mu Ying pinched the skirt with his fingers, fidgeting.

Ning Wei put the jar on the table and asked subconsciously, "What's wrong, this expression?"

Ning Qing raised her eyes, and the phone was snapped on the table by her "slap".

She didn't look at Ning Wei, her eyes fell on Qin Ran's face, and her voice trembled: "You honestly told me, where did the money you gave your grandmother last time come from?"

Qin Ran bent over, put the bowl on the table, then dragged away a chair and sat down at the dining table. He answered impatiently, "My own."

"So what is this?" Ning Qing got up from the sofa, picked up the cell phone buckled on the table, walked to Qin Ran, and showed her an enlarged photo.

Qin Ran poured himself a glass of water and leaned on the back of the chair.

It was a photo with a dark background and street lights. It was quite blurry, but she could be seen clearly in the photo. The person with her back to her could not see her face clearly, but she was not old.

Next to it is a Mercedes.

This photograph is too ambiguous.

Qin Ran's hand holding the cup, she turned her head, looked around for a moment, and chuckled.

"Isn't your money the one he gave?" Ning Qing's head was a little blown up. "I never gave you the money, now... what do you mean? Deliberately provoke me and retaliate me?"

Qin Ran understood what Ning Qing was saying.

She looked up slowly at Ning Qing, her eyes indifferent.

Ning Wei also knew that something was wrong. She quickly grabbed Ning Qing's hand. "Sister, don't be impulsive. If you have something to tell the child, Ran Ran is not that kind of disobedient child."

Misunderstanding Qin Ran many times, Ning Qing eased her emotions again, she looked at Qin Ran, "You tell me, who is the person in the photo? Why are you going to see him so late?"

Qin Ran poured himself a bowl of soup with a bowl, and said casually: "Why should I tell you?"

If the oil and salt didn't come in, Ning Qing's brain hurt for a while, and even Mu's family didn't want to stay.

Taking his bag on the sofa, he rushed away.

"Sister, you... alas." Qin Yu glanced at Qin Ran, hesitantly, and finally sighed, catching up with Ning Qing, "Mom, wait for me!"

Ning Wei still didn't know what happened.

"It's okay." Qin Ran said calmly.

After she finished the soup, she ate another bowl of rice and watched Lin Siran hit her for a serial call before leaving Mu's home and returning to school.

Today is Saturday, except for those who live on campus, most students are at home.

People who live on campus study in the class, and some hang out on the road.

There are not many people on the cement road of the school.

The people in Class 9 also stood together and discussed. Some people gestured to Qin Ran and said that they were filled with indignation.

"Ran Ran, why didn't you call me back when I called you?" Lin Siran dragged Qin Ran over and lowered his voice. "Did you see the school stickers?"

Lin Siran took out his mobile phone, opened a post, and showed it to Qin Ran——

"The current female students really do everything for money."

"Isn't this girl the freshman in a certain class?"

"No wonder I see that she is clearly in a bad family and even uses luxury goods."

"Is this man enough to be her dad?"

The reply below "..." is more intense than one.

There are photos, basically one piece, and comments are constantly increasing.

Qin Ran looked casually.

It was then that the door of Class 9 was knocked, and the people at the door stood upright: "Who is Qin Ran, come out."

It was a teacher who spoke.

Qin Ran returned the phone to Lin Siran and followed the teacher.

The people in the class looked at her and discussed the matter in a low voice when she left.

This side.

Qin Ran followed the teacher to the office, where several teachers sat.

"This is the case, Qin student," the director of teaching met Qin Ran during the speech contest last time, and was very impressed with her. Her tone was very good. "Someone reported you anonymously, your behavior was not checked. Explained?"

"Explain what," a female teacher glanced at Qin Ran, very disgusted, "now students, what can't be done..."

Several other teachers stopped her.

The instructor glanced at her, and turned to Qin Ran, pondering: "Qin Ran, this matter has already been fermented to Weibo, which has a bad influence on our school reputation and you. You can tell me, you and the photo Do people on the road know? Has anyone deliberately created an illusion, or are they intimate?"

If you don't know, then this matter is much easier to handle.

Qin Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, then put down his phone, lazily withdrawn his gaze, and chuckled: "Know."

The director was stunned.

The female teacher looked at Qin Ran and sneered.

It was just that she hadn’t finished laughing, and Qin Ran continued to speak, unhurriedly: "He is Fenglou Cheng."

Digression

Today for the second time, there are two changes at night.

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