[R18] 夫人你馬甲又掉了 – “Madam, Your Vest Has Fallen Off Again” Chapter 130 [English]

130 If you dare to touch the boss’s things, you are seeking death (1st update)

Concise and concise remarks.

Lu Zhaoying stared at this page for a long time, but he politely did not pry into other people’s privacy. When Qin Ran came out, he said curiously: “Qin Xiaoran, your friend?”

After spending so long with Qin Ran, Lu Zhaoying knew Qin Ran quite well, so it was not easy for her to be considered a friend.

Qin Ran came out and took the phone casually, took a look at it, and the expression on her face did not change: “That’s right.”

She took it outside to pick it up.

Seeing that her expression was so plain, Lu Zhaoying didn’t ask any more questions. She shouldn’t be an important person.

Lu Zhaoying sat back in his chair and looked at the group on his phone.

【江东叶】：I have no love in my life•JPG

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Lu Zhaoying knew from one glance that Jiang Dongye had experienced another setback in his search for Gu Xichi.

He crossed his legs to the side and laughed muffledly: “Master Juan, Mr. Jiang is looking for you.”

Cheng Juan was in the back room, still playing with his mannequin leisurely. When he heard this sentence, he didn’t even raise his head: “Gu Xichi?”

“Bingo!” Lu Zhaoying snapped his fingers, “We have entered a dead end!”

Cheng Juan put the scalpel aside, his voice still nonchalant, and he put his hand to his lips and coughed again: “There’s no point in looking for me. I’m just a doctor. I can’t help him.”

Lu Zhaoying: “…”

Cheng Juan slowly observed his mannequin and ignored Lu Zhaoying.

The cell phone in his pocket rang, he took it out and picked it up.

“Dad.”

“Lao Jiang Dashou, will you come back at the end of this month?” The voice over there sounded a little thick.

Cheng Juan stood leaning against the table. His legs looked very long from the side. “We’ll see what happens later.”

Mr. Cheng has never had any requirements for his youngest son, “Okay.”

Beijing.

Hang up.

The middle-aged man sitting in the room couldn’t help but said to Mr. Cheng: “Dad, are you too indulgent to your third brother? Over the years, you see what he has done. The army didn’t take good care of him. The institute took him out after half a month, and the family paid for him to start a company in less than a year. If his company hadn’t been helped by his second sister, it would have closed down long ago.”

“It’s normal for young people to have impetuous minds.” Mr. Cheng stood in front of the bookshelf. He had gray hair and deep grooves on his face, but he was full of energy.

The middle-aged man opened his mouth and looked at Mr. Cheng.

This old man has been strict for most of his life, but when he met an old man like himself, he discounted it and indulged him without any bottom line.

Who in the capital doesn’t know Master Juan of the Cheng family?A person that no one in the capital dares to offend.

His style is greater than anyone else in the Cheng family.

**

at the same time.

Lin family.

“Xinran, how are the new classmates and the new environment?” Lin Qi asked as he picked up some vegetables.

Meng Xinran took a bite of the food and said in a calm tone: “It’s okay, but the students in Hengchuan No. 1 Middle School like to make a fuss.”

Those people would always ask her about the inside of OST or about the Yunguang Consortium, and they all looked like they had never seen the world.

“You are a little star, isn’t it normal for them to ask you?” Lin Qi smiled again, “How can this small place compare with your capital city?”

The biggest leader I have ever seen is just Feng Loucheng in the news.

Ning Qing sat on the other side eating, listening to the conversation between the two. She wanted to know why Meng Xinran was a little star, but she didn’t ask.

“You are in Class 9, right? I remember Ranran is also in Class 9. Have you seen him?” Lin Jinxuan took the chopsticks, thought for a while, and spoke to Meng Xinran.

“Who is Ran Ran?” Meng Xinran raised her head.

“Qin Ran is Yu’er’s sister, and she is also in Class 9.” Lin Qi pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and spoke in a gentle tone.

Meng Xinran had also heard Qin Yu. As for Qin Ran, Meng Xinran had never heard it from the Lin family before.

At this time, Lin Qi said this to Lin Jinxuan, and she turned Qin Ran against the Lin family.

Qin Ran left a deep impression on her, but she never connected Qin Ran’s appearance with Ning Qing.

“I’ve heard of it,” Meng Xinran replied lightly, “but I haven’t said anything.”

After dinner.

Mrs. Zhang went upstairs to deliver milk to Meng Xinran, her attitude was respectful and cautious.

“Sister-in-law Zhang, why haven’t I seen Qinran at the Lin family? She is not Qin Yu’s sister?” Meng Xinran took the milk but did not drink it immediately.

“She doesn’t live in the Lin family.” When Qin Ran was mentioned, Mrs. Zhang frowned, obviously not wanting to mention it more.

I thought who the cold girl was, but I didn’t expect that she was just Qin Yu’s sister, not even the stepdaughter of the Lin family.

Meng Xinran looked at Mrs. Zhang’s disdainful attitude and nodded to express her understanding, without asking any more questions.

Mrs. Zhang went downstairs.

Around the corner, I saw Ning Qing who was dazed with her mobile phone.

“Sister-in-law Zhang.” Ning Qing took back her cell phone and went downstairs with Sister-in-law Zhang, making several insidious remarks on the way.

“Miss Biao is a member of the OST team, a professional player in Jiuzhou Tour, with more than one million Weibo fans, and is very famous on the Internet.” Sister-in-law Zhang said slowly.

Ning Qing didn’t know what the OST team was. When she heard about professional players, she didn’t care. They were just playing online games.

But when she heard Sister-in-law Zhang say she had more than one million Weibo fans, Ning Qing opened her mouth and was stunned: “More than one million fans?”

So many?

As soon as Mrs. Zhang saw Ning Qing’s expression, she knew that she looked down on those who played games.

He pursed his lips and smiled: “Madam, you may not know that the OST team belongs to the Yunguang Consortium. Everyone in the team will be a member of the Yunguang Consortium from now on.”

When Ning Qing heard the name Yunguang Consortium again, she just smiled and couldn’t answer anything.

This is a very powerless feeling.

She knew that no matter how high she climbed in this circle, she would only see the tip of the iceberg.

She picked up the phone and went to the room to call Qin Yu.

**

Friday.

Qinran came early in the morning and lay down on the table.

Another group of people gathered around Meng Xinran’s table.

“That Meng Xinran, I checked her Weibo, and she actually has more than one million fans.” The boy sitting at the table in front of Qinran turned around and showed the Weibo interface he found to the two people behind him.

But I saw the back of Qin Ran’s head.

Qin Ran lay on the table.

The school uniform was placed under his hands, as if he was sleeping.

Even though he is lying down, he is not easy to mess with.

Lin Siran glanced at the boy and lowered his voice, “Don’t bother her.”

“This Meng Xinran’s family is really rich. That watch costs more than one million,” another boy also lowered his voice and turned his head to talk to Lin Siran and the others: “I finally passed the tribulation under her guidance. I play the game well, I look good, I still have money at home, and I am a winner in life.”

People in the class like to watch Meng Xinran play games. She has fast hands, perfect operation, and good awareness. She also hits the mark when coaching people.

Every day she helps people play games, and many people record their screens.

The second class in the morning is over.

Twenty minutes between classes.

Qiao Sheng saw Qin Ran getting up from the table, walked over to Qin Ran, leaned on her table and said: “Sister Ran, Meng Xinran has internal tickets, do you want to go to the exhibition game with us tomorrow?”

Qin Ran took out a book, turned a page, and raised her eyebrows: “I won’t go.”

He Wen followed Qiao Sheng with a mobile phone. He sounded like he was playing a game: “Ah, ah, I’m dead, I’m about to die! I don’t want to lose in the promotion competition!”

It’s so noisy that my brain hurts.

Qin Ran remembered that when she was rejected by Li Airong, he was the first to come out with Qiao Sheng.

“Give it to me.” Qin Ran leaned against the wall, pinched her wrist again, and asked He Wen to give her the phone.

“Sister Ran, what are you doing?” He Wen took the time to look at Qin Ran.

Qin Ran glanced at the interface of he’s phone: “I’ll help you advance.”

“No, Sister Ran, please don’t make fun of me. I’d better go find Miss Meng.” He Wen said quickly, “Sister Ran, please don’t disturb me. I’m very pressed for time now. If this attack card dies, there will be no hope!”

After He Wen finished speaking, he turned around to find Meng Xinran.

Qin Ran touched her nose and continued reading slowly, okay.

***

At noon, after lunch self-study.

Qin Ran usually does not come to class for self-study in the afternoon, and everyone in Class Nine knows this.

Meng Xinran came out after eating, took out the bag from the table hole, and wanted to take out the admission ticket.

Another group of people gathered around him, “Classmate Meng, if you don’t have a ticket, let us pay our respects!”

Meng Xinran opened the chain and touched it.

No bumped tickets.

Meng Xinran’s calm expression changed, and she forgot the contents of her bag and dumped them on the table.

There were only a bunch of extremely expensive bottles and lipsticks, not to mention a few tickets, not even half of them were seen.

The people around looked at each other.

Meng Xinran clenched her fingers into fists, her face turned pale, “Who comes to class first at noon?”

The other people around him looked at each other and suppressed the smiles on their faces.

“Classmate Meng…”

Meng Xinran’s ticket was lost.

“Today at noon, the study committee member and I were the first to come. Neither of us took anything.” The two classmates changed.

Meng Xinran didn’t know what he thought of.

She strode to Qinran’s table.

Having been in this class for so long, she also knows that Qin Ran is always the last one to leave.

She’s face was cold and her eyes were cold. Without thinking, she reached out and pushed down Qin Ran’s table.

Crash–

The information books on the table, the love letters in the hole in the table, and a pile of foreign books all fell to the ground.

The whole class fell silent.

Xia Fei said quickly: “Don’t touch Sister Ran’s things, she won’t…”

Meng Xinran said nothing and didn’t even bother to use his hands. He only kicked a bunch of things on the ground with his feet.

Very light——

A ticket falls out of a foreign novel.