MTL - Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 13: 013 I am not a good person

Qin Yun looked at this message for a long while, and threw the book to Wei Zihang to hold it, and went back to a line of words--

[Is the order person sick? 】

She hung a price ten times higher than the market price.

Waiting for the other side to go back, she relied on her fast hand and quickly gave the other two words—

[No answer. 】

Wei Zihang took her book to pay for it, and flipped through the books selected by Qin Yunxuan. They were not study materials, but several foreign original books.

He knows that Qin Yue likes to read books. Chen Shulan's entire study is her books, and she especially likes to read the original text.

Wei Zihang has seen the original "Hundred Years of Solitude" and "Kite Chaser" on the bedside.

He placed the book on the cash register, his shredded hair dangled slightly, but his dark eyes were sharp.

Wei Zihang paid, and Qin Hui did not compete with him.

After returning the message, put the phone back in your pocket and walk outside first.

Wei Zihang took the bag and walked towards her. The other hand was holding the smoke that was about to go out, and he was about to throw it in a trash can.

"Go to dinner first?" Wei Zihang raised her hand towards her, her head slightly lowered, and asked with a smile.

Qin Yue shook her head. She had to go back to the dormitory and study by herself.

"Give me one." She glanced at him.

"..." Wei Zihang knew what she was saying, and flinched back, chuckling, "No, Grandma Chen will kill me."

Qin Yue kicked him and turned his eyes sideways, and those thieves looked at him with good eyes.

Reluctantly, Wei Zihang took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and handed it to Qin Yue, and then passed the lighter over.

His lighter is frictional, and Qin Yue's fingers are thin and long, like Yu Xue, showing a healthy pink color.

A slight "click" sound, the blue flames burst out.

The faint smoke rises, and the smell of mint is not obvious. Qin Hui is wearing a jeans white T-shirt, and a junior high school uniform is loosely clothed.

Very obedient, but doing the betrayal again.

The hair was soft, fluffy and covered behind her head, the wind blew through, and it was shaking gently.

She lowered her eyes and leaned casually against the wall, her fingertips smoky, her three-pointed slutty, lazy, her three-pointed casual, and her tranquility that was not easy to see on her weekdays. .

The smoking position is also handsome.

Wei Zihang squatted at the intersection to look at her, but couldn't help looking back, his brows frowning.

Qin Yun smoked it with him. A few years ago, Qin Yan knocked on his door. He saw that she was covered with blood and didn't know what she had experienced.

He does n’t ask her much about things. He does n’t comfort others. When he was a kid, he learned to smoke. Most of them are a psychological need for people like them.

That night, he accompanied Qin Yue to smoke a whole night, which was fine.

It was just that Qin Hui was different from him. She couldn't smoke a few a month. When she was too tired, she would hide in his house.

When he was found, he was beaten by his grandmother, but she looked at the two old men with a pair of eyes, and they believed that he had lied to her to smoke.

"Smoking is not good." Wei Zihang surveyed the probe depressedly, seeing that no one was at the street, and then regained his head, bitterly persuading.

Now he wished to go back a few years ago and strangle the self who had given her a cigarette.

After half of the smoking, Qin Yue annihilated and threw it into the trash can.

She took two steps back, straightened her hair, and heard Wei Zihang's voice, she glanced at him lazily, a low smile overflowing from her throat, and the ending seemed to carry a hook: "Get out of you."

"I reflect on myself many times a day, how can I take you on this crooked road." Wei Zihang pulled the collar.

"What's wrong," Qin Yue asked Wei Zihang to pass the book to her, his voice was faint, but her eyebrows gathered her cynical smile, but she was very confused. "I wasn't a good person at all."

"You are a good person." Wei Zihang was extremely serious.

Qin took the bag and walked forward, waving in the direction of Wei Zihang: "That's because you don't understand me."

She returned to the dormitory. There was no one in the dormitory. She had a short time for late self-study and basically returned to class after finishing her senior year.

Qin Yue placed the book on her desk.

Open the iron box on the bed, take a white sleeping pill from it, and swallow it.

After taking the medicine, she didn't go to the class immediately. Instead, she took out her black backpack, unzipped it, and pulled out the very thick black mobile phone.

The phone screen is still black.

She pressed the temple and turned on the power button.

In less than a second, the phone was on, but it was not the main page, but a map page with a red dot on it, which landed in the school medical office.

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at the same time.

Lin.

Lin Jinxuan didn't go out today. The family sat at the table to eat.

Lin Qi asked Qin Hui, and when she heard that she was staying at school, Lin Qi was surprised, but didn't say anything, and instead asked about the principal Xu.

"Do you know President Xu?"

Ning Qing did not know the identity of President Xu, but Lin Jinxuan, who returned from the imperial capital, heard something.

Ning Qing showed food to Qin Yujia. "Listen to my mother, President Xu went to Ninghai Village to help the poor three years ago."

Qin Wei spoke around the dining table for several minutes.

The Qin Yu spoon touched the bowl.

Several people looked at her, and Lin Qi cared, "What do you want to be so absorbed in?"

"After school at night, I seem to see my elder sister," Qin Yu hesitated. "She is with people in the vocational high school."

"Vocational high?" Ning Qing's voice was slightly raised, her fingers whitened, "Isn't she in the middle?"

Qin Yu's eyes were drooping, and he squeezed the spoon in his hand. "I heard that she was fighting with people in the vocational high school at noon. Those people came over at night. I'm a little worried about my sister ..."

"Worry about anything!" Ning Qing froze her voice, her eyes were hidden with a knife, and she looked at Qin Yu. She stopped her anger and lowered her voice. "You learn from you, even if she asks you, don't bother her."

Myocardial infarction was so angry.

Ning Qing is doomed to eat this bowl of rice.

Lin Qi was still eating without asking much.

Qin Yue is just about his stepdaughter, and it is benevolent to be able to help her arrange her accommodation and school.

If the other party is like Qin Yu, he may be more distracted, but there is nothing worthy of attention from Qin Yue.

He is busy in business, how can he have time.

"Take care of the third floor, and install a study for Yuer." Lin Jinxuan didn't care about the dining table, and was curious about Qin Yun being true, but he could not defeat the love of Qin.

A genius like Lin Jinxuan who goes smoothly is rarely able to look at people.

Ning Qing's expression also eased.

She won't be reborn, and the Lin family will still be Lin Jinxuan. It is important for her to get Lin Jinxuan's value.

Lin Jinxuan is not cold to her, but she is very fond of Qin language.

After her status in the Lin family, she still had to rely on the Qin language.

The brothers and sisters have good feelings, so they say everything.

Qin Yu frowned and smiled sweetly: "Thank you."

"I'll take a call." Lin Jinxuan nodded slightly, pulled up his chair, got up, and walked upstairs with his mobile phone.

There was a very mild middle-aged tone on the other end of the phone, with an apology: "Mr. Lin, we can't pick up your list, I have made a deposit on your card."

Lin Jinxuan was startled, her voice soft and polite: "Can I know why?"

(End of this chapter)