Cheng Jun did not speak.

He looked at the direction of the milk tea shop, his eyes clear and cold, he narrowed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking, and his mind was filled with a faint smoke.

Lu Zhaoying thought he didn't hear it, so she repeated the words just now.

Cheng Jun then turned his head slightly, raised his chin and pointed in the direction of Wei Zihang, frowned: "Who is he?"

Lu Zhaoying: "..." Are you wrong about your focus?!

Cheng Jun withdrew his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and lit the cigarette in his mouth, "The big murder case three years ago, Mr. Xu is there."

Lu Zhaoying was stunned, her face was shaking with a clear confusion, "What did you find?"

"Presumably," Cheng Jun spit out a smoke ring, with deep eyes in his eyes, "Old Xu doesn't have that much sympathy, something was wrong since he appeared in Ninghai Village."

"So the heir..." Lu Zhaoying looked up suddenly.

Cheng Jun smiled, "Two possibilities, one is a cover. With Mr. Xu, even if he has a favorite heir, it is difficult for him to ignore the interests of the Xu family and find an outsider to inherit it."

"Second, there is indeed an heir who wants to put aside external interests, which makes Mr. Xu almost let go of the huge interests of the Xu family. When we come here, he takes the initiative to find us and also mentions the matter of the heir. He is seeking my help. If this matter is true, all forces in the capital will reshuffle. It is unknown whether this 'heir' can exist alive at that time."

"It is indeed much easier for the Cheng family to keep a person than the Xu family." Lu Zhaoying didn't expect this deeper point. He has always been not good at reasoning about these things, and scratched his head and smiled: "Then this matter is wrong. Qin Xiaoran should be the survivor that time. She won't even like her with her dog crawling, right?"

Cheng Jun didn't speak, and he still couldn't figure it out.

What role does Qin Ran play in it?

As someone like Mr. Xu personally gave a letter of recommendation, this incident was weird from beginning to end.

He spitted a mouthful of smoke rings, looked at the direction of the milk tea shop, and his eyes were deep: "If there is really an heir he likes, it will change."

Thinking about Mr. Xu's identity, Lu Zhaoying realized the importance of things.

He looked up and wanted to say something, but he saw Cheng Jun enter the milk tea shop.

During the break, there are not many people in this milk tea shop, so Qin Ran asked Wei Zihang to wait aside.

Turning around and putting a cup of milk tea on the table, Qin Ran smelled a familiar cold fragrance with a faint mint smell.

Looking up, Cheng Jun was holding his hands on the bar. He was tall and long legs. He always looked down inadvertently when looking at people. Even though he was calm and calm, he felt a sense of oppression.

Obviously he had never drunk milk tea. He stared at the long list of milk tea famous, finally frowned, turned his head to look at her, and seemed quite unhappy: "A good cup."

He took out a card and wanted to swipe it.

Qin Ran looked down and said, "I guess Mr. Cheng has never left the house. He paid online without cash in the milk tea shop. Who can use a limited-edge card to swipe it?"

She held his hand and said, "I'll treat you to drink."

Cheng Jun didn't say anything. He just lowered his head slightly and looked at his fingers. The man's fingers were fair, slender and beautiful, but his fingertips were not too delicate.

The fingertips were obviously cold, but they were close to the back of his hand, and they looked like a prairie fire.

He looked up politely and reservedly and looked at Qin Ran. Qin Ran was lowering his head and using various tools to make milk tea.

He focused on tranquility, focused on the cup in his hand, holding the small spoon with his slender fingers, stirring the fruit tea in the cup, but not clinking the walls of the cup.

The milk tea cup is transparently printed with a logo. It mixes the green fruit tea into two-thirds. It quickly picks up the whipped cream and slowly injects it. Finally, it is sprinkled with brown chocolate powder.

Qin Ran is always serious in doing these things. She is very cold and cold on weekdays, but when she is immersed in something, her sharpness is completely closed.

Even the long eyelashes drooping curves look very good.

"Thank you." He took the two cups of milk tea and cleared the pine and wind in his every move.

When I walked to the side, my fingers tightened silently.

**

Yuncheng sealed the family.

"Mingyue, eat more, how about the school? Are you still used to accommodation?" Feng Loucheng picked up a lot of dishes for Pan Mingyue. His eyebrows and eyes were gentle, but he always had a sharp feeling of being in a high position, and his eyes were extremely sharp.

"Thank you, Uncle Feng." Pan Mingyue spoke in a low voice, putting her short hair softly on her head, "The classmates are all very good."

"You Brother Feng is also at home. Don't go back to school after dinner. At home, please let your aunt make more delicious food for you." Feng Loucheng smiled gently.

He will be smart and capable tomorrow and be serious, as if all his gentleness will be given to the girl in front of him.

Mrs. Feng threw away the chopsticks with a "slap" and said, "I'm done."

She walked upstairs in high heels and went loudly.

Feng Ci frowned.

Pan Mingyue tightened her hand holding the chopsticks, then looked up and smiled at Feng Loucheng: "Uncle Feng, we are about to have a monthly exam, and I have to go back to school to study."

"Your aunt is like this," Feng Loucheng looked at Pan Mingyue and sighed, "Mingyue, you..."

"Uncle, I'm finished eating, go up and get my clothes first." Pan Mingyue finished eating the dishes that Feng Loucheng had picked up for her and went upstairs.

Her room looked very nice, but she didn't have much fireworks. She opened the wardrobe and didn't have much clothes inside.

Most of them are the same as before, and a little bit too small. Feng Loucheng is a man after all, and he doesn't care for everything. He only sends money to her card on time every month, and she is useless.

But she didn't care.

She took several clothes and went downstairs.

At the corner, I heard Feng Ci and Feng Loucheng talking.

Feng Ci also put the chopsticks. He was wiping his mouth with a tissue and looked at Feng Loucheng: "Dad, not only my mother wants to know, but I also want to know who Mingyue is. You just bring someone back and are so kind to her. Is this your illegitimate daughter or the daughter of your first love?"

"Why are you like your mother?" Feng Loucheng threw his chopsticks, pursed his lips, his eyebrows were quite cold, "Feng Ci, if this is the case, you don't mention it in Mingyue's ear."

"It's better not to have an illegitimate daughter, not only my mother, but I also want to know that even if both her parents die, her relatives are always there. Why do you want to take over this cheaper?" Feng Ci lit a cigarette.

At the corner of the stairs, Pan Mingyue's joints were blue and white. After a while, she lowered her head.

He went downstairs to say hello to Feng Loucheng. Mrs. Feng never liked her, but did not abuse her, not to mention that Feng Loucheng treated herself like her biological daughter.

"Be careful on the road." Feng Loucheng calmed down and was very gentle to Pan Mingyue.

Feng Ci watched Pan Mingyue walk out of the gate and stand up. He paused and looked at Feng Loucheng again: "That's it. You are so kind to Mingyue, unlike you who you usually do. If you want your mother to be nice to Mingyue, explain the reason to her."

**

The two-day holiday passed quickly.

The next session of Monday was a class meeting. Gao Yangyang talked about life philosophy, then unscrewed the thermos cup and took a sip of tea: "Who has anyone taken the initiative to do this issue of the board newspaper?"

No one raised his hand, Gao Yang simply pointed: "Lin Siran, you write well, so you should do it."

Qin Ran halfway against the wall. She was getting cold, and her eyebrows were a little arrogant, and she looked at her deskmate and responded in a slight voice.

She thought her deskmate was really good-tempered.

After saying the trivial matters, the get out of class was over in just ten minutes, and Gao Yang asked them to study for themselves.

Qin Ran took out a lollipop from the hole in the table, took out the colorful sugar coating and stuffed it into her mouth.

While flipping through extracurricular books, he held a lollipop in his mouth.

Suddenly, there was a very clear sound of high heels tapping at the door of Class 9, followed by a harsh female voice: "Gao Yang, what's wrong with Qin Ran in your class? Where is our No. 1 Middle School? Is it a place where she can fight and cause trouble? It delays the study of our students. How can she compensate her for her future?"

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