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

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

Qin Ran thought about it and threw the vegetables in her hand back to the pool, but she didn't leave, leaned against the door and squinted her eyes.

Ning Wei thought about the relationship between Ning Qing and Qin Ran, and sighed in her heart, but she didn't force her to go out.

"You have 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 is incompetent, she can still support the family," Ning Wei muttered and continued: "Also, don't buy clothes for Mu Nan next time."

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

Qin Ran stared at the smoke-filled can and responded casually.

Ning Wei knew her temper and said that she would still have to buy it next time.

Several big dishes were ready, and the soup was cooked early in the morning.

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

The narrow living room is not very good.

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

Mu Ying pinched her skirt with her fingers and was restless.

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

Ning Qing raised her eyes and her phone was buckled on the table with a "slap".

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

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

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

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

It was a photo with a little black background, with street lights, which was quite blurry, but it was her in the photo. The person with her back to her couldn't see her face clearly, but she was not young anymore.

Next to it is a Mercedes-Benz.

This kind of photo is too ambiguous.

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

"Did he give your money?" Ning Qing's head was a little furious, "You never use it if I give you money. Now... what do you mean? I deliberately provoke me and take revenge on me?"

Qin Ran understood what Ning Qing was talking about when she came over.

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

Ning Wei also knew something was wrong, so she quickly grabbed Ning Qing's hand, "Sister, don't be impulsive, have something to say to the child, Ranran is not the kind of disobedient child."

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

Qin Ran took a bowl of soup for herself and said casually: "Why should I tell you?"

Ning Qing's brain was so painful that she didn't want to stay in the Mu family.

He left angrily with the bag he placed on the sofa.

"Sister, you...ah." Qin Yu glanced at Qin Ran, wanted to speak but stopped, and finally sighed and caught up with Ning Qing, "Mom, wait for me!"

Ning Wei still doesn't know what happened.

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

After drinking the soup, she ate another bowl of rice. She watched Lin Siran call her a series of death before leaving the Mu family and returning to school.

**

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

People living on campus are studying in their class and wandering on the road.

There are not many people on the concrete road in the school.

The people from Class 9 were still standing together to discuss, and some people gestured with their hands and were talking to Qin Ran, full of righteous indignation.

"Ranran, why don't you reply if I call you?" Lin Siran pulled Qin Ran over and lowered her voice, "Did you read the school post?"

Lin Siran took out his cell phone, clicked on a post, and read it to Qin Ran-

"Now female students can really do anything for money."

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

"No wonder I think she is obviously from a bad family, but she still uses luxury goods."

"Is this guy enough to be her dad?"

The replies below "..." are getting more intense.

There are photos in it, basically, and the comments are still increasing.

Qin Ran looked at it casually.

It was at this moment that the door of Class 9 was knocked on, and the person next to the door stood up straight: "Who is Qin Ran? Come out."

A teacher spoke.

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

The people in the class looked at her and after she left, they began to discuss 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 director of the teaching director met Qin Ran during a speech contest last time. He was impressed by her and spoke in a good tone. "Someone reported you anonymously and was unpredictable. Do you have any explanation for this?"

"What to explain," a female teacher glanced at Qin Ran, quite disgusted, "Now students can't do anything..."

Several other teachers stopped her.

The director looked at her, turned his eyes to Qin Ran, and thought: "Qin Ran, this matter has fermented on Weibo, and it has a bad impact on our school reputation and has a bad impact on you. Can you tell me, do you know the people in the photo? Did someone deliberately create an illusion, or did there be inside information?"

If you don't know each other, this matter will be much easier to do.

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

The director of the teaching was stunned.

The female teacher glanced at Qin Ran and sneered.

But before she finished laughing, Qin Ran continued to speak, slowly: "He is Feng Loucheng."
Chapter completed!