Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Who is Chen Shulan?

What are those people's identities?

...

These are the questions that Grandpa Lin desperately wants to know.

Master Lin didn’t know, and Lin Qi didn’t know.

The two were sitting in the back seat, and there was a moment of silence.

"You make a phone call to Yu'er." After a long while, Mr. Lin turned his head and looked sideways.

At this time, Ning Qing probably didn't take care of Qin language.

Lin Qi nodded and took out his mobile phone to call Qin Yu.

Chen Shulan must have informed Qin Yu about this matter.

Qin Yu, who received a phone call from Lin Qi, finished Dai Ran’s class. Dai Ran’s class was not simple at all. Although she was a personal disciple of Dai Ran, Dai Ran also had many students, and everyone was competing.

Qin Yu had to take up the spirit and work harder than others.

She has been accustomed to this since she was a child. To get more, she has to work harder than the average person.

"My grandmother she..." Qin Yu took a mobile phone and walked outside Dai Ran's team. The capital was much colder than Yuncheng. She was wrapped in a big scarf and could not resist the cold wind. Her voice was almost confused: "Dad, wear it tomorrow The teacher wants to take me to Zhou to participate in the exchange meeting..."

"Exchange meeting?" Lin Qi glanced at Mr. Lin.

Mr. Lin pondered for a long time. After a long while, he answered the phone and gently told Qin Yu to attend the exchange.

Teacher Dai is now working hard to train Qin language. This time I missed the opportunity. It will be very difficult to say whether I will work hard to train Qin language.

Mr. Lin is good for the overall situation, and helped her make a decision without thinking.

He said a few more words to Qin Yu and hung up the phone.

Lin Qi stopped talking, "Dad...this..."

Mr. Lin shook his head, "Leave Chen Shulan has passed away..."

On the Beijing side, Qin Yu hung up the phone and pulled the scarf with her hand. She lowered her eyes. Since childhood, she has not been close to Chen Shulan.

Chen Shulan didn't like her either. For her death, Qin Yu didn't feel anything in her heart. Chen Shulan's funeral was useless when she went back. Instead, she wasted time. But Dai Ran took her to the communication meeting in Zhouzhou...

There, you can see many violin masters in the hall level.

Comparing Chen Shulan's funeral with the Chau Exchange Meeting, it seems that she doesn't need to think more about which one she chooses...

Qin Yu hardly thought about it and decided.

Yuncheng Hotel.

Master Wei has been staying in Yuncheng recently. One is to deal with some things of the Violin Association, and the other is to often sit with President Xu for tea.

The two were not in a circle before in Beijing.

In particular, President Xu, Master Wei has always listened to his legends in the capital, but he has rarely been seen, and he has only been seen on a few banquet occasions.

At present, because of Qin Ran, two people from different circles intersect together.

Most of them are talking about Qin Ran's ruthless history.

"I didn't expect that you finally selected Ran Ran." Master Wei shook his head and smiled.

At most, his apprentice stirred up a wave on the violin side of the capital, and the media would scream, but the old Xu side... As soon as his heir announced that the entire capital would be shocked by his words.

Mr. Xu shook his head. He glanced at Master Wei, and he didn't speak. The characters hadn't been swept away. He couldn't be as happy as Master Wei.

Uncle Hai brewed a pot of tea again, first poured a cup for President Xu, the green tea was poured into a white porcelain cup, and when it was not full, he stopped.

Not far away, Master Wei’s cell phone rang.

Uncle Hai poured tea for Master Wei, and took Master Wei’s mobile phone in the past, “Master, it’s the number of the capital.”

No remarks.

The number of people looking for Master Wei every day is countless, and there are telephones from all over the place.

Master Wei is not surprising. He smiled and talked to Principal Xu and answered the phone.

There is Cheng Mu over the phone.

He talked about Chen Shulan and told Master Wei about the time.

Then hung up politely.

When he came to Yuncheng, Master Wei expected this, but he didn't expect it to come so fast, and he forgot to put down his mobile phone.

"What's wrong?" Principal Xu looked at Master Wei unexpectedly, and he hadn't spoken yet. The cell phone on his hand also rang.

hospital.

Qin Ran was still there, barely moving.

Cheng Jun finished the phone outside before coming in, ignoring the pedestrian Ning Qing and Ning Wei, squatting directly next to Qin Ran, and asked softly, "I didn't move your grandmother's ward, I'll accompany you to clean up?"

A group of bodyguards outside is still there. Lu Zhaoying took another person to find a figure around the hospital.

Qin Ran finally seemed to react. A pair of black eyes finally had focus. She tilted her head slightly and looked at Shang Chengjun.

Her face was cold and cold, her eyes were drooping, and there was no breathtaking color in the past, like a desert.

Cheng Jun didn't look at it anymore, and looked uncomfortable.

He stood up and only reached out to her, "Go."

For a long while, Qin Ran finally raised his hand.

Cheng Jun led her, walking slowly, from the emergency room to Chen Shulan's ward, it took almost ten minutes.

Chen Shulan didn't have many things before she died. She seemed to have a hunch before she died. She divided all her things. The four grandchildren, Mu Ying and Qin Yu, couldn't look down on her things, so she gave Qin Ran and Mu all Nan.

The rest are some of her clothes and old objects, as well as her drinking glass, the coat she just wore outside today...

Qin Ran lowered his head, packing in silence.

Chen Shulan lived in this ward for nearly half a year, almost living as a rented house.

She finally put away the cups that Chen Shulan drank most often, and the last trace of Chen Shulan's breath in the room was gone.

Qin Ran looked around the room for a week, and a great panic began to appear.

Outside, someone knocked on the door.

It was Cheng Mu who came in.

He gave Cheng Jun a list, "Master Jun, everything has been arranged, and the funeral parlor has also notified the cremation..."

Cheng Mu was orderly and almost arranged some trivial matters.

Cheng Jun nodded and asked him to go out first.

After Chen Shulan's death, Ning Qing collapsed, Ning Wei collapsed, Cheng Jun took over all the follow-up, and did not let the Lin family touch.

Qin Ran, who stood in the middle of the room, heard her conversation and blinked her eyes. She turned blankly and looked at Cheng Jun. Her voice was dumb and astringent, and she said the first sentence tonight, "My grandmother ..."

She was so disappointed that Cheng Jun looked at him. He reached out and hugged her. He looked out of a dark window, thinking of the person who stopped the flight today. His eyes were extremely cold, but his voice was very soft: "Your grandmother went to find Your grandfather."

Qin Ran reached out and grabbed his lapel, still familiar to her, and calming the cold fragrance of her violent factor. It seemed that she had recovered now.

It didn't take long for Cheng Jun to feel his shirt wet.

Half an hour later, Qin Ran went out again. She took a piece of paper, took another pen, and wrote the numbers one by one.

There are not many relatives in the Ning family.

Qin Ran turned over Chen Shulan's cell phone and remembered that, after writing the number, she went directly to find Mu Nan upstairs.

"Mu Nan, inform these people." She handed the paper to Mu Nan, her voice was as usual, very cold, except for a pair of bloody eyes, the rest was almost the same as before.

"Miss Qin," Cheng Mu came in from the outside. Here is a piece of data. "Yuan Jun asked me to give it to you first. Mr. Gu asked me to tell you that he had something to do with him."

Qin Ran reached for the paper and nodded: "You asked him to contact Yunding Hotel, the last room was still there, and..."

Commanded one by one, every move was like staying high for a long time.

A pair of slightly squinted eyes appeared coldly.

Qin Ran in Ning Qing's eyes has always been a hard-working, mixed-up man who has almost no goals in life.

This is the first time I have seen such a Qin Ran.

"Ran Ran, you..." Ning Qing looked at Qin Ran, stunned.

Qin Ran didn't even look at her. He walked forward and told Cheng Mu what to do.

Ning Qing looked at Qin Ran's back and found for the first time that Qin Ran seemed to have changed, completely different from what she had in mind, especially... her attitude towards all of them had changed.

funeral.

Chen Shulan notified everyone about the matter.

People from the Ning family saw that the organizer was Ning Wei Mu Nan, and two relatives did not come.

The address chosen was a cemetery on the outskirts of the city. Next to Chen Shulan's grandfather, Chen Shulan had already bought it for himself.

After a few days of snow, there was another white layer on the ground.

Qin Ran and Mu Nan stood at the Lingtang, left and right.

The whole scene was the bodyguards borrowed by Cheng Jun and Jiang, wearing black suits and white flowers on their chests.

Like attending the funeral of any important leader, solemn and heavy.

"Ran Ran, Mu Nan, don't be too sad for you two." Lin Qi and Mr. Lin came early, and they held a white flower in their hands.

Ning Qing's voice was hoarse, and she came out of it, "Dad, you go here."

She took Lin Qi and Grandpa Lin in.

Behind Lin Qi and Mr. Lin, two old men over half a century came in.

Digression

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