Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Qin Ran was in the kitchen, Ning Wei closed the lid of the jar, and when she tilted her head, she saw the thick gauze wrapped in Qin Ran's palm.

"Stay well, don't touch the water." Ning Wei waved her hand and told her to go out.

Qin Ran thought for a while, then threw the green vegetables in her hand back into the sink, but she didn't leave, just leaned against the door and squinted.

Ning Wei thought about Ning Qing's relationship with Qin Ran and sighed, but she didn't force her to go out.

"You hired someone to install the air conditioner here, right? It's not easy for you to work part-time. Don't spend it at our house. Although my aunt doesn't have the skills, she can still support the family," Ning Wei babbled and continued: "Also, Don't buy clothes for Mu Nan next time."

Last time at school, a bag Qin Ran asked Mu Nan to bring back was new clothes for Mu Nan.

Qin Ran stared at the smoking jar and responded casually.

Ning Wei knew her temper, and she said yes, she should buy it next time.

Several big dishes are ready, and the soup is also cooking early 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 very good.

Ning Qing stared at the phone in her hand, lowered her brows and said nothing, Qin Yu sat beside her with a worried look on her face.

Mu Ying pinched her skirt with her fingers, fidgeting.

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

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

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

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

"Then what's this?" Ning Qing stood up from the sofa, picked up the phone that was buckled on the table, walked to Qin Ran's side, and showed her an enlarged photo.

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

It was a photo with a dark background, there were street lights, and it was quite blurry, but I could see that it was her in the photo, and the person with her back turned to her could not see her face, but she was not young.

Next to it is a Mercedes Benz.

This photo is too ambiguous.

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

"Did he give you the money?" Ning Qing's head exploded. "You never use the money I give you. Now... what do you mean? Deliberately provoking me and taking revenge on me?"

Qin Ran understood what Ning Qing was talking about.

She slowly raised her head to look at Ning Qing, her brows were indifferent.

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

After misunderstanding Qin Ran many times, Ning Qing calmed down again. She looked at Qin Ran, "Tell me, who is the person in the photo? Why are you going to see him so late?"

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

If the oil and salt were not allowed in, Ning Qing's head throbbed, and even the Mu family didn't want to stay.

He hurried away with the bag he put on the sofa.

"Sister, you... sigh." Qin Yu glanced at Qin Ran, hesitated, 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 call her a series of deadly calls before leaving Mu's house and going back to school.

**

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

Those who live on campus are studying in class, and some are just wandering on the road.

There are not many people on the school cement road.

The people from Class 9 were still standing together and discussing. Some people gestured with their hands and said something to Qin Ran, filled with righteous indignation.

"Ran Ran, why didn't you answer when I called you?" Lin Siran dragged Qin Ran over and lowered his voice, "Have you read the school post?"

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

"Girls these days really do anything for money."

"Isn't this girl a freshman from a certain class?"

"No wonder I see her family is not good, but she still uses luxury goods."

"Is this man enough to be her father?"

"..." The replies at the bottom became more intense.

There are photos, it's basically a dump, and the comments are still increasing.

Qin Ran watched casually.

At this moment, the door of Class 9 was knocked on, 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 after she left, they discussed the matter in a low voice.

this side.

Qin Ran followed the teacher to the office, and there were several teachers sitting in the office.

"That's right, classmate Qin," the dean had met Qin Ran during the speech contest last time, and he was impressed by her, and said in a good tone, "Someone reported you anonymously and behaved badly, what do you want from this? Did you explain it?"

"Explain what?" A female teacher glanced at Qin Ran with disgust, "Students today, can't do anything..."

Several other teachers stopped her.

The dean of education glanced at her, then turned to Qin Ran, thinking, "Qin Ran, this matter has already spread on Weibo, and it won't affect the reputation of our school or you. Can you tell me, you and the photo Do you know the person above? Did someone deliberately create an illusion, or is there an inside story?"

If you don't know it, it's a lot easier to do.

Qin Ran raised her brows slightly, then put down her phone, looked back lazily, and chuckled, "I know."

The head teacher was taken aback.

The female teacher glanced at Qin Ran and sneered.

It's just that before she finished laughing, Qin Ran continued to speak, calmly: "He is Feng Loucheng."