Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 79 079 Understanding (a)

Qin Hui was in the kitchen. Ning Wei closed the lid of the jar, and when she tilted her head, she saw the thick gauze wrapped in the palm of her hand.

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

Qin Yun thought about it and threw the vegetables in his hand back to the pool, but before leaving, he leaned against the door and squinted.

Ning Wei thought about the relationship between Ning Qing and Qin Yun, and sighed, but did not force her out.

"You have to install the air conditioner here? It is not easy for you to work. Do n’t spend it in our house. Although my aunt has no skill, but can support the family," Ning Weixu continued, "And, Don't buy clothes for Munan next time. "

Last time at school, Qin Yi asked Munan to bring back a new bag for Munan.

Qin Yue stared at the smoke-filled jar and said inadvertently.

Ning Wei knew that she had a temper, and her mouth should be in her mouth. She should buy it next time.

Several dishes have been prepared, and the soup has been cooked in the morning.

Ning Wei brought the soup out first, and Qin Wei followed slowly with a few bowls.

The atmosphere in the narrow living room is not very good.

Ning Qing stared at the mobile phone in her hand, lowering her eyebrows and not speaking. Qin Yu sat beside her with a worried expression on her face.

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, all this expression?"

Ning Qing raised her eyes, and her phone snapped to the table.

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

Qin Yue bent down, put the bowl on the table, then dragged a chair and sat by the dining table. He answered impatiently, "My own."

"Then what is this?" Ning Qing stood up from the sofa, picked up the cell phone clasped on the table, walked to Qin Yue, and showed her an enlarged photo.

Qin Wei poured himself a glass of water and leaned back.

It was a picture with a dark background, with street lights, and it was quite blurry, but she could be clearly seen in the picture, and the person facing her could not see her face, but she was not young.

Beside is a Mercedes.

This kind of photo is too ambiguous.

Qin Yue held the cup in his hand, and she tilted her head, looked for a moment, and chuckled.

"Did he give you your money?" Ning Qing's head was a bit swollen. "I never give you money, you never use it, now ... what do you mean? Deliberately provoke me and retaliate against me?"

Qin Yue understood what Ning Qing was talking about.

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

Ning Wei also knew that something was wrong. She quickly grabbed Ning Qing's hand. "Sister, don't be impulsive. Have something to talk to your child. He is not the kind of disobedient child."

Misunderstanding Qin Yue many times, Ning Qing eased her mood again, she looked at Qin Yue, "You tell me, who is the person in the picture? Why did you go to see him so late?"

Qin Hui took the bowl and poured himself a bowl of soup, and said casually, "Why should I tell you?"

If the oil and salt do not enter, Ning Qing has a headache in her head for a while, and even Mu's family is unwilling to stay.

Going on the sofa with his bag full of energy.

"Sister, you ... hey." Qin Yu glanced at Qin Ye, and he stopped talking, finally sighing and catching up with Ning Qing, "Mom, wait for me!"

Ning Wei still doesn't know what happened.

"It's all right," Qin Yue said calmly.

She finished the soup, ate another bowl of rice, and watched Lin Siran call her a life-threatening serial call before leaving Mu's house to go back to school.

**

Today is Saturday. Except for those who live on campus, most students are at home.

People who live on campus study in their own classes and also hang out on the road.

Not many people on the school concrete road.

The members of Class Nine were still standing together to discuss. Someone gestured to Qin Wei with their hands, and filled with indignation.

"Well, why don't you call me back when I call you?" Lin Siran dragged Qin Hui over, lowering his voice, "Did you watch the school post?"

Lin Siran took out his mobile phone, opened a post, and turned it over to Qin Hui--

"Girl students are really doing everything for money."

"This girl, isn't that the freshman in a class?"

"No wonder I see that she's obviously not in a good family, but she still uses luxury goods."

"Is this man enough to be her father?"

One reply below "..." was fiercer than one.

There are photos in it, basically it is down, and comments are constantly increasing.

Qin Yue looked casually.

At this time, the door of Class Nine was knocked, and the people at the door stood upright: "Who is Qin Yun, come out."

It was a teacher who spoke.

Qin Hui returned the cell phone to Lin Siran and followed the teacher.

The class looked at her, and when she left, they whispered about it.

On this side.

Qin Hui followed the teacher to the office, where there were several teachers.

"That's it, classmate Qin," the director of teaching met Qin Hui last time during the speech contest. She was very impressed and spoke well. "Someone has reported you anonymously and behaved improperly. What do you want to do about it Explained? "

"Explain what," a female teacher glanced at Qin Yan, disgusted, "now students, nothing can be done ..."

Several other teachers stopped her.

The director of the teaching looked at her and turned to Qin Yue, pondering: "Qin Yue, this matter has been fermented on Weibo, and it has a bad impact on our school's reputation and you. Can you tell me that you and the photos Do the people above know? Is anyone deliberately creating an illusion, or is there something inside? "

If you do n’t know it, it ’s much easier.

Qin Yan raised his eyebrows slightly, then put down his phone, lazily retracted his gaze, and chuckled: "Know."

The director of the teaching froze.

The female teacher glanced at Qin Yue and laughed.

It was just that she had not finished laughing, Qin Yue continued to speak, without hesitation: "He is Feng Loucheng."

(End of this chapter)