The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

The two people outside the door were both stunned when they saw her.

Yao Ya noticed her bare feet and frowned: "You are not well yet, why don't you even wear shoes?"

The doctor-dressed man next to him nodded slightly: "I'll go back first. If you have any questions, please contact me."

The light in Sang Ran's eyes gradually dimmed, and was replaced by loss.

She turned around silently and slowly walked back into the room.

Yao Ya greeted the doctor and followed Sang Ran: "Are you feeling better?"

"Yao Ya." Sang Ran sat back on the bed and curled up her legs to hug herself, "I don't want to participate in the competition anymore."

Yao Ya was stunned: "Then I won't participate."

"But I won't give up." Sang Ran's voice was tearful.

She was really unwilling.

Yao Ya looked at her silently, then walked over to her and sat down, patting her back silently.

The two of them remained in this position in silence. After a long while, Sang Ran spoke again: "Why am I here?"

Yao Ya explained to her: "You fainted in the middle of the game, and a boy contacted me using your phone, so I brought you back."

Sang Ran’s emergency contact has always been Yao Ya.

She noticed that Yao Ya seemed to be deliberately avoiding her questions.

"Aren't you and Sang Ning living in the store? Where's Sang Ning?" Sang Ran lowered his head and looked around again, "Where's my phone?"

Yao Ya's eyes were a little evasive: "I accidentally broke your phone and sent it for repair. Sang Ning...went out to play with Old Lady Sang, and they said they would return it in two days."

Sang Ran immediately realized something was wrong. She raised her head and looked at Yao Ya's face carefully, her eyes becoming more and more confused.

"Why didn't we live in the store?"

Yao Ya couldn't even look Sang Ran in the eyes. She hesitated for a long time but couldn't say a word.

Seeing her like this, Sang Ran knew that she was hiding something from him, and tried to get out of bed again despite her attempts to stop him: "I want to find my phone."

"Sang Ran!" Yao Ya called her.

She coaxed Sang Ran softly: "Be good and wait until you get better. It's not good to play with your phone in this situation."

Sang Ran stared at her closely, then turned around and left the room resolutely.

She searched everywhere for the phone but couldn't find it. It was obviously hidden by Yao Ya.

In the lobby downstairs, Sang Ran's luggage that had been placed in the store was still lying on the ground in a mess, and the aunt next to her was sorting it out.

Sang Ran walked over and asked Aunt Xiang: "What's going on with these things?"

The servant was shaking off the dust on the things. Hearing this, he looked up and said with some distress: "I don't know who did this. Many things are scrapped. Madam, don't feel bad. When President Pei comes back, he will support you."

What do you mean?

Yao Ya also followed at this time, and it was too late for her to stop him.

Sang Ran turned around when he heard the footsteps and said in a strong tone: "Don't hide it from me."

"Sang Ran... Pei Jingping is already on the plane back." Yao Ya approached cautiously, "Let's talk about it when he comes back, okay?"

"Something happened in the store?" Sang Ran hit the nail on the head.

Yao Ya nodded silently: "This morning someone suddenly went to the store and started smashing things. A decorator tried to stop him and was beaten to the hospital on the spot."

Sang Ran's mind suddenly buzzed and went blank.

She instinctively asked, "Who is it?"

"I don't know. The other party is very powerful. No one dared to accept my report when I went to report it."

All her hard work went down the drain in an instant.

Who is it?

Such a powerful person is coming for her?

"I gonna go see."

After saying this, Sang Ran opened the door and walked out.

"Sang Ran! At least put on some clothes!" Yao Ya quickly asked her aunt to get a coat and followed her out.

The two of them sat in the driver's car and headed to Angris' store. Sang Ran remained silent along the way, his face so dark that water could drip out of it.

Yao Ya didn't dare to talk to her.

When they arrived at the store, Sang Ran quickly opened the door and got out of the car. He walked closer and stood there in a daze.

The glass security door at the entrance was smashed into pieces, with broken glass all over the floor. The store was dark, and the mess inside could be vaguely seen with the light from outside.

The shelves originally designed for displaying bags were tilted and tilted, and the green plants in the store also fell to the ground, with green leaves and branches falling off, leaving a patch of mud on the ground.

The painting on the wall was broken into pieces and couldn't bear the weight and was caught on one corner and was about to fall down.

Sang Ran wanted to go inside, but there was no place to stay.

Yao Ya said worriedly: "Sang Ran, it's okay, it's just a small amount of money, Pei Jingping can easily take it out."

"This is my hard work..." Sang Ran's voice trembled uncontrollably.

Her hands at her sides were clenched into fists.

For the first time, Sang Ran felt revengeful.

In the past, she just wanted to take care of her own business and try her best to keep out of other people's way.

But he was provoked again and again.

The enemies she made were only those few; the rest of the people didn't have the ability to do this so blatantly.

Suddenly she thought of someone.

Shen Jinshan.

Sang Ran didn't know his true origins or his family background.

How can such a person who has no specific works but can participate in various competitions and has no formal job be qualified to be a judge in the Basha competition?

How could he have the confidence to openly reveal the inside story of the game?

Are the resources he mentioned as simple as competition rankings?

Having witnessed it all, Sang Ran completely gave up.

She was taken away by Yao Ya like a zombie. Without a cell phone, Sang Ran didn't know what time it was.

All she knew was that the sky was frighteningly dark, as if there were countless ferocious beasts lurking in the darkness, just waiting to deal her a fatal blow.

Shen Jinshan's move was not only a revenge, but also a threat.

He knew that Sang Ran had no evidence, but he was afraid that Sang Ran would tell others.

Sang Ran felt hopeless.

She sat in the back seat of the car and watched the rays of light passing by outside the window. They were brilliant and dazzling, like a kaleidoscope of lights.

She rubbed her brows and asked Yao Ya with the last glimmer of hope: "What did Pei Jingping say?"

Shen Jinshan's influence is obviously not limited to the Kyoto area.

"No matter who the opponent is, he will fight to the end." Yao Ya's eyes were full of determination.

She asked Sang Ran again: "Is your illness this time related to that person?"

Sang Ran didn't answer, which was considered as his consent.

Even Pei Jingping said so, it seems that Shen Jinshan's power is indeed not to be underestimated.

Sang Ran felt a little regretful at this time. She should have kept the evidence in time, at least she would not be in the current dilemma.

She threw her head back and slumped weakly into the chair, letting out a long breath. The knot between her brows had never loosened since she woke up.

"Master, please play a song." Seeing that Sang Ran was in great pain, Yao Ya wanted the driver to play a song to ease the atmosphere.

"Oh, okay." The driver clicked the button on the screen as usual. Suddenly, a pedestrian jumped out in front of him. He stepped on the brakes in a hurry and his hand accidentally touched another panel on the screen.