Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Lin Wan raised her head and looked over.

A man in a gray suit jacket was opening the door, leaning slightly, very polite.

Lin Wan had just come out of Feng Loucheng's house, and Lin Wan naturally recognized the back and the faintly visible profile. Isn't this who the mayor is?

Feng Loucheng climbed to the current position before he arrived in his fifties. He was humble, but he had a domineering connotation in his bones.

But at this time, the sharpness and vigour all subsided.

Lin Wan couldn't help but wonder, who is the person who can make Mayor Yuncheng fall half a step behind and achieve this attitude?

"You said she was Qin Ran?" Lin Wan hesitated when her eyes turned to the girl in the plaid shirt who had already entered the door.

The girl had only one back, no school uniform, and half of her body was covered by Feng Loucheng. Lin Wan had only seen Qin Ran once, so naturally she couldn't recognize her.

She put away her lipstick, smiled, and looked back thoughtfully, "How could it be her, you read it wrong, she only left the police station last night, how could she see Mayor Feng now."

Could it be Qin Ran who could make Feng Loucheng fall behind half a step to open the door for her?

After several times in the entire Yuncheng, Lin Wan couldn't count how many people could make Feng Loucheng do this.

**

In the box, Qin Ran pulled out the chair near the window and sat down.

Fengloushui poured two cups of tea, and pushed one to Qin Ran.

Qin Ran pushed open the window. Downstairs was an artificial lake. She leaned back on the chair, holding a teacup in her left hand.

Seeing her right hand wrapped in gauze, Feng Loucheng paused, frowning tightly, and his voice became tense: "This is your hand?"

"Why are you so nervous? You can't die." Qin Ran leaned back in the chair lazily, frowning slightly.

"Nonsense!" Feng Loucheng rarely took up the attitude of his elders, "It's okay, you know how many hands you have..."

Hearing this, Qin Ran put her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and glanced at him.

Being stared at by Qin Ran, Feng Loucheng paused.

Changed the subject, but his face was still dark, "I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup."

"It's really okay," Qin Ran looked at the palm of her right hand and smiled indifferently, "I came to you to talk about Mingyue."

"Mingyue?" Feng Loucheng glanced at her hand and forced himself to look away.

"Have you met? Then she must be very happy to see you."

Qin Ran nodded and added, "We met Xu Shen yesterday."

"He?!" Feng Loucheng's face sank, and the teacup fell on the table with a "snap", with a ruthless expression on his always warm face.

Qin Ran said something in a few words.

"That scumbag!" Feng Loucheng sullenly said, "Don't worry about this matter, I'll handle it."

"Okay." The dishes were almost here, all Qin Ran liked to eat. She crossed Erlang's legs and wanted to eat with chopsticks.

Although Feng Loucheng was thinking about Pan Mingyue's affairs, his eyes were fixed on this side.

Immediately, he asked someone to remove the dish, "Your hands are hurt, and you still eat spicy food?"

Qin Ran faced a bowl of healthy soup: "..."

Feng Loucheng also served a few bowls of light and healthy dishes.

Facing Qin Ran's very indifferent face, he lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "If...they knew that if you were injured so badly on my site, I would be stripped of my skin."

Qin Ran expressionlessly poked at the fried cabbage with a few grains of wolfberry.

There was no fluctuation in my heart, and I even thought hehe.

**

At this time, Xu Shen didn't know yet, but on his spur of the moment, he ushered in two big bosses with clever methods.

Father Xu was in the hospital all night. Xu Shen was injured in many places, especially his two arms were all broken. Even if he recovered, it would still affect the details.

He didn't know who beat him, but he beat his son like this, and he wasn't going to let him go.

He didn't know that it was Qin Ran until Deputy Director Shen called him.

"Why didn't you tell me that it was Qin Ran yesterday?" After Xu's father hung up the phone, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately became angry.

Grandma Xu didn't expect him to react so strongly, "Isn't that the student from your past? I know you like her, but she hit..."

"I told you, that's what Xu Shen deserves, you..." Father Xu took a breath.

He couldn't help but lit a cigarette and frowned as he looked at the police officer who was looking for Xu Shen to record his statement.

Qin Ran didn't dare to look for it, and he didn't have the face to go.

Although there was a teacher-disciple relationship, he might not even pay attention to Qin Ran when he went to her.

After thinking for a while, Father Xu went out and made several calls.

**

After Qin Ran saw Feng Loucheng, she went back to the class.

When I went back, the afternoon self-study had just ended.

Mu Ying stood at the door of the classroom waiting for her.

"Cousin, are you back?" Seeing Qin Ran, Mu Ying twisted her fingers, looked down at her hand, and asked carefully, "Are your hands okay?"

This morning, from the first year of high school to the third year of high school, even the forum forum was discussing Qin Ran's hand injury.

Some people even went to the canteen to buy a lot of chocolate and other snacks to see her.

In the classroom, Qiao Sheng, who was leaning on the table talking to someone, saw Qin Ran, and immediately stood up and called her.

"I'm fine." Qin Ran narrowed her eyes, "Don't tell my aunt, go back."

Mu Ying let out an "oh" and didn't leave immediately. Standing at the window, she couldn't help but look into the class. The sunny and handsome boy was walking towards Qin Ran's table, with his eyebrows down and pleasing to the eye, there was no one else at all. Described as arrogant.

She couldn't help thinking of Qiao Sheng described by Li Yuhan, a veritable second-generation rich man with several mines in his family.

"It's my cousin." There were people coming and going from Class 9 from time to time.

They all greeted Mu Ying with a smile.

Follow Qin Ran to call Mu Ying's cousin.

Mu Ying blushed in response.

Glancing at the window again, he left.

In the class, Lin Siran poured water into Qin Ran's thermos cup lid.

"The next class is biology." Seeing that Qin Ran had finished drinking the water, she tightened the lid again and reached over to help Qin Ran find it.

Qin Ran has a lot of books.

Several notebooks, several materials, plus the original extracurricular books and textbooks, the books are not only stacked on the table, but also on the windowsill.

Lin Siran finally found a biology textbook from a pile of books and pulled it out.

A piece of paper floated down her hand.

Qin Ran was taken aback.

Lin Siran immediately bent down to pick up the paper in the afternoon, "Ran Ran, do you still want this piece of paper..."

"Why is there no sound?" Qiao Sheng leaned over to look, "It won't be a love letter..."

Not finished, he was stunned.

The paper is full of words, and the gestures are unrestrained and wanton, and the brush strokes are full of will.