The housekeeper sent the psychologist out, then came back in, glanced at Cheng Juan, and asked him if he wanted to sleep upstairs.
Cheng Juan lowered his head and pressed his temple with his hand. "No need. Go upstairs and get my computer from the study."
Butler Cheng pursed his lips and wanted to say, you haven't slept for several days either.
But seeing Cheng Juan's indifferent face, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth and took Cheng Juan's computer down from upstairs.
Cheng Juan turned on the computer, put on his headphones, and asked the housekeeper to make a cup of tea.
He took a sip of tea, put the cup aside, and then opened the link. After a while, Cheng Shui's mixed-race face appeared on the computer screen.
"Boss." Cheng Shui in the video lowered his head slightly and took a step back, his tone still respectful.
Cheng Juan lowered his voice to the lowest level, still responding nonchalantly. Shu Juan's eyebrows reflected the lights above his head, and he actually had a bit more of a fireworks vibe: "Has there been any unusual movements in Continent M recently?"
"Those people in the international community have been trying to arrest you for more than a day or two. And...that arms dealer Andre in the slum has never been at peace either. The Maas family just robbed our goods two days ago..." This is the norm for Cheng Shui. After all, working in this business, he controls an economic lifeline that can be compared to that of a small country.
It's normal for someone to watch you.
...
...
Even the old families couldn't help but want a piece of the pie.
But it's difficult to get a piece of the pie from Cheng Juan.
"Well," Cheng Juan stared at him nonchalantly. He lowered his eyes and drank almost all of the tea, then raised his head and spoke slowly, "Is it fun?"
Um?
Cheng Shui didn't know what he meant, so he looked up and looked at Cheng Juan inquiringly.
Cheng Juan ignored him. He lowered his head slightly, his eyes still dark, chuckled twice, and almost murmured: "With so many people, it must be fun, right?"
He thought about what the psychologist had just said to him and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.
Qin Ran had an inexplicable aversion to the capital, and the people in the research institute. Chen Shulan had just passed away, so it was definitely not appropriate for her to go to the capital.
It seems that only Continent M is a little more lively.
Cheng Juan reached out and tapped the computer. The International Medical Organization was also there. Gu Xichi and Jiang Dongye also flew to the International Medical Organization in the afternoon.
After thinking for a while, he stretched out his hand to call Cheng Mu.
Cheng Mu put down what he was doing, "Master Juan?"
"You go to school," Cheng Juan lowered his head and cleared his throat, but his voice was still a little hoarse, "Ask her for leave."
It is obvious who she is referring to.
Cheng Mu nodded and asked, "How long?"
"Just... around the time of the college entrance examination." Cheng Juan narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and then said, "The specific time is uncertain."
But to be on the safe side, it is better to go directly to the college entrance examination.
He carefully studied Qin Ran's last test paper. With a perfect score under that difficulty, Qin Ran should not need to stay in school any longer. There was no need.
As for physics, Cheng Juan also had some idea about it.
This was the first time Cheng Mu encountered a person who asked for leave in the second half of the senior year. His expression froze. “Oh.”
He turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait," Cheng Juan raised his hand and put the computer on the table, then thought of something else, raised his eyes, and said slowly, "Bring back all those copybooks in the school clinic."
Oh, those calligraphy works of Master Jiang.
Cheng Mu once again expressed his understanding with a tired heart.
Butler Cheng also heard Cheng Juan's instructions. He followed Cheng Mu out, worried, "Cheng Mu, is it okay for the young master to ask Miss Qin for such a long leave? There are still more than a hundred days left. What should we do during the college entrance examination?"
After hearing what Butler Cheng said, Cheng Mu remembered that Butler Cheng didn't know that Qin Ran had scored zero in physics and ranked in the top 20 in the city.
Not only these, Butler Cheng is also not clear about Master Wei, Gu Xichi and other things.
Cheng Mu also looked at what Butler Cheng had written in his little notebook about how to train Miss Qin. He was very serious wearing his glasses and holding the phone to ask the people in Beijing...
Cheng Mu suddenly straightened his chest, gave Butler Cheng a mysterious look, then took the car keys and walked out of the villa with his head held high.
**
at the same time.
Mu Ying and others also returned home.
Ning Wei was not in good spirits, so Mu Nan asked her to go back to her room and rest first.
He went to the kitchen to cook rice and stew some soup.
Ning Wei's leg hasn't healed yet, and she has been very tired these past two days. Mu Nan didn't say a word from beginning to end, but he kept it in mind.
After estimating the time, he turned around and prepared to go back to the room to do the translation. Just as he took a step, he saw Mu Ying standing at the door.
His features have always been cold, and they have become even colder in the past few days, with no sign of any easing in his smile.
Mu Ying was very afraid of him doing this, but she still stood at the kitchen door and stopped Mu Nan.
"Grandma has passed away, you don't have to be too sad..." Mu Ying looked at Mu Nan's dark eyes and began to lose her words, "Did you know those friends of your cousin today?"
She didn't dare to say anything more and just asked directly.
When they came back, they were brought back in a black Mercedes, driven by a bodyguard in a black suit.
He seemed to be very familiar with Mu Nan and even said a few words to Mu Nan.
Mu Ying discovered not only this, but also that when they were leaving today, Mr. Lin personally saw them off.
This would have been impossible in the past.
Mu Ying was not a fool, so she naturally knew how the Lin family had viewed her family before.
From the Lin family’s behavior today, Mu Ying knew that Grandpa Lin was taking a roundabout approach. He was not sending anyone else away, but simply wanted to send Mu Nan away. After all... Mayor Feng and Principal Xu both spoke to Mu Nan today.
And that Uncle Jiang...
Master Wei and Principal Xu...
Mu Ying had known Qin Ran for so many years, but she had never known that Qin Ran knew so many important people.
If she had known this earlier, Mu Ying would have been shaking all over, somewhat realizing that her cousin seemed different, completely different from the impression she had of her.
But thinking about the ticket incident before, her heart sank again.
Mu Nan did not answer her question. He looked straight ahead, his eyes were full of ice, and said in a clear and cold voice: "Get out of the way."
Mu Ying's heart trembled at this voice, and she took another step back involuntarily.
Mu Nan walked away sideways and returned to his room.
Mu Ying stood there, pursed her lips, her face dark, and returned to her room.
She didn't read or do homework, nor did she sleep. Instead, she stared at her phone for a long while, found Qin Yu's WeChat, and sent her a message.
**
M continent.
Qin Yu was wearing a formal dress and holding a wine glass as she followed Dai Ran. She had met many great violinists tonight.
Not far away, a group of people surrounded a middle-aged man with a beard, blond hair and blue eyes.
The man had clear features, and his aura was clearly different from that of the other violinists at the exchange meeting; there was a bloody, oppressive feeling.
"Teacher, who is that?" Qin Yu was a little shocked when she saw the master from the International Violin Association that Dai Ran had just taken her to visit.
I couldn't help but be very curious about the blond and blue-eyed middle-aged man.
"That's Butler Mas," Dai Ran lowered his voice, and deep in his eyes, he couldn't hide his yearning. "A royal noble in Continent M invites a court performer to the International Academy every year. Being recognized by Butler Mas is also a symbol of strength and reputation."
Master Wei was invited a long time ago, but unfortunately he refused.
"The street next door is the performance hall of Continent M. This performance hall is the oldest performance hall handed down by the Maas family," he pointed in the opposite direction, "If you can hold a solo concert here in your lifetime, it will be considered a success."
Even Dai Ran himself had never driven one.
"Next summer, if you can pass the assessment and become the top student of the Beijing Association..." Dai Ran shook his head and said nothing more. He just glanced at Qin Yu and told her to work hard.
Qin Yu listened to Dai Ran's words and couldn't help but lower his head and take a sip of wine to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.
If you don’t go out, if you don’t leave the narrow world of Yuncheng, how can you know how big the world is?
The capital city is full of twists and turns, and there are many hidden talents. The Shen family is just a small fry in the sea of the capital city.
This side of Continent M... is a level that she can never reach.
This time when she followed Dai Ran to Continent M, she felt even more sad. During that time, she couldn't even think about the news of her grandmother's death.
She couldn't help but think of Master Wei. The more she thought about this, the more she felt that the difference between Dai Ran and Master Wei was really irreparable...
She looked at the middle-aged foreign man surrounded by people in the center, took a deep breath, put down her wine glass, and went to the bathroom.
She put her handbag aside and scooped up a handful of cold water to wash her face.
After washing my face, the phone in my handbag rang.
Qin Yu opened her handbag, took out her phone and took a look. It was a WeChat message from Mu Ying. There was only one sentence on it:
[Second cousin, I saw Master Wei at my grandmother’s funeral today. 】
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I actually saw someone in the comment section guessing that I was a student of Anhui College Entrance Examination in 2013... I heard that Ge Jun is the monster in the Anhui paper again today. I feel so sad⊙?⊙!
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