"This package belongs to... Miss Qin?" Cheng Huo got stuck in the middle of his sentence.
When Cheng Shui saw the Yunguang Consortium, he subconsciously thought of Cheng Juan, but he didn't expect it to be Qin Ran's.
He took the package from his hand and said, "I'll give it to Miss Qin."
Cheng Huo also turned his head and said to Hall Master Yuan and the others, "You go to the meeting hall first, I'll be back soon."
Then he trotted to catch up with Cheng Shui, lowered his voice, and asked in surprise: "Miss Qin actually knows someone from the Yunguang Group?"
Cheng Mu never mentioned it to them.
As soon as they walked through the door, they saw Cheng Juan coming down from the second floor. He seemed to have slept well today and was not as lazy as before.
"Boss." Cheng Huo and Cheng Shui both stopped and called out respectfully.
"Yeah," Cheng Juan replied casually, and he paused, "Her package?"
Cheng Shui handed the package to Cheng Juan, "It's from Miss Qin. I was just about to send it to the training room."
...
...
"Give it to me." Cheng Juan stretched out his hand and raised his eyes slightly, "I'm just going to go find them."
When Cheng Juan went to deliver the package, Cheng Huo didn't dare to follow him to harass Qin Ran. He just followed Cheng Shui, feeling like he was being scratched by a cat. "How do you think Miss Qin knows someone from the Yunguang Consortium? Does she know anyone inside the technology company?"
As they talked, they walked towards the meeting room.
"Senior Brother Cheng Huo." A clear voice came from not far away. It was Tang Qing.
Cheng Shui glanced at her, nodded slightly, and said politely but distantly: "Miss Tang."
There was almost no difference from yesterday, but Tang Qing felt something was wrong. Cheng Shui's attitude seemed a little strange...
**
Training room on the first floor of the castle.
Qin Ran was standing aside with her arms folded across her chest. Cheng Mu also stepped aside, and Shi Liming took over to use the fist force instrument.
"Bang--"
He suddenly exerted force from his waist and hips, and after he threw a punch, the fist force instrument was shaking slightly.
At the same time, the records of the second and third rows were broken.
Highest record of this machine: 826
Cheng Mu stood aside silently. When he saw the record, he opened his mouth and said embarrassedly, "Xiao Shi, you are amazing."
"It's just average," Shi Liming touched his head, then lowered his head and told Cheng Mu some gossip: "Most people are in between. Above 850, you need skills and a breakthrough in quality. 910 was achieved by Mr. Cheng Shui, and no one has been able to break through to this day."
After listening to it, Cheng Mu looked at the last two rows he had typed: "..."
Qin Ran watched Cheng Mu fight for such a long time and was always hesitating between the two, and she knew the approximate strength of Cheng Mu.
She lowered her head, rolled up the sleeves of her sweatshirt, and wore loose sweatpants. "Cheng Mu, come over and fight with me."
When Cheng Mu heard this, he recalled the scene not long ago when Qin Ran abused the mercenary leader: "Ms. Qin...Ms. Qin..."
He stammered.
Qin Ran's expression was indeed calm and indifferent. "Treat me as your opponent in the ring of life and death. Do everything you can to defeat me. If you can't kill me, it will be your last time standing on the ring."
She raised her hands and assumed a fighting stance.
Shi Liming knew what Qin Ran was going to do. He looked at Cheng Mu with some envy and said, "Brother Cheng Mu, why don't you go? Can't you see that Miss Qin is teaching you?"
If you have a master as your opponent, especially a super master, your strength will definitely increase rapidly.
Cheng Mu naturally thought of it, and he was stunned: "There is... such a good thing?!"
Cheng Mu clenched his fists and jumped onto the fighting platform in the middle.
Just after exchanging a move with Qin Ran, he felt as if he was hit by a hammer and fell to the ground with a "bang"!
This move is fierce and hits the vital points directly.
Usually, Cheng Limu thought Qin Ran was casual and a little cynical. This was the first time he personally felt her combat state. Her expression was cold and indifferent, like a cold robot, ruthless and merciless.
She didn't hold back at all, just as she said, she was the opponent in the arena of life and death.
This ruthless attitude made Cheng Mu fight back with all his might, but in the end he was still knocked to the ground and didn't get up.
Shi Liming, who was standing aside, was frightened and was stunned for a long time without reacting.
Qin Ran lowered her eyes, rolled up her sleeves, and walked to Cheng Mu. "This is how the life and death competition works. If I were your real opponent, you would have died five minutes ago. Cheng Mu, do you still want to become stronger?"
Cheng Mu supported himself on the floor with some difficulty. He raised his head and clenched his other hand into a fist. "I want to."
Qin Ran stood up and tilted her head.
Before he could say anything, Cheng Juan, who had been leaning against the door, came in and opened the package in his hand.
He stood beside Qin Ran, lowered his head and searched in the package. He soon found a white medicine bottle marked with 47 and threw it to Cheng Mu, "Two pills."
After thinking for a while, he looked at Shi Liming who was standing aside and said, "Go get him a bottle of water."
"Oh, okay." Shi Liming reacted, went to the lounge to get a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed it and handed it to Cheng Mu.
While Cheng Juan was giving all these instructions, Qin Ran stood aside, with her hands in her pockets, her eyebrows drooping, and she didn't say a word.
"Do you have paper and pen?" Cheng Juan continued talking to Shi Liming.
On a stool not far away was a stack of paper and a pen. They were brought by Qin Ran, so Shi Liming ran over to get them.
Cheng Juan said something to Shi Liming, recording Cheng Mu's condition and degree of recovery after taking the medicine, then he bent down to pick up Qin Ran's coat that she had thrown aside, put it on her, and then led her out of the training ground.
Instead of going to the study or going downstairs, he took her to the top floor.
There is a garden on the top floor, and there is a huge glass cover above the head, which blocks out the cold air and allows direct sunlight, so it is not too cold.
There is an iron chair next to it, with a cushion underneath and a top layer, which allows you to overlook the entire manor.
Cheng Juan asked her to sit on the chair. There seemed to be a faint breath lingering around her ears, and Qin Ran subconsciously took a step back.
One hand clasped her lower back, and Cheng Juan glanced at her, "Sit down, let's talk."
The sound seems quite light.
Qin Ran looked up at the sky, trying to get rid of this unnatural atmosphere: "Ah, what are you talking about?"
Cheng Juan took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but he didn't light it. He just said in a vague voice: "Three years ago, why did you suddenly disappear?"
“I’m going back to find Mingyue.” Qin Ran tilted her head to look at Cheng Juan. She thought she would never be able to say this.
It will be buried in her heart forever until it rots into ashes and cannot be dug out.
But I don’t know why, at this moment, it doesn’t seem particularly difficult to say it.
"Yeah." Cheng Juan nodded, pointed to the low wall behind him, and motioned for her to sit down.
Qin Ran looked at the training ground not far downstairs and said in a floating voice, "I miss everyone, but it's not enough. I can't dig anymore."
Cheng Juan's hand on the wall trembled.
"I could have saved them." Qin Ran continued.
"You're a sixteen-year-old girl, and it's amazing that you were able to save someone," Cheng Juan felt a little uncomfortable. He reached out and turned her head, staring into her eyes without blinking. "You've been protecting her, helping her hide her identity information, transfer to another school, and letting Feng Loucheng protect her."
“I know, it’s just a pity.” Qin Ran looked at Cheng Juan and suddenly smiled. It wasn’t a careless smile, but a brilliant one. Her eyes seemed to be filled with stars. “I thought it must be hard for me to say this, but it’s not that hard now.”
"You were going to contact me then," Cheng Juan looked at her and said faintly, "Maybe I can help you dig it."
Qin Ran: “…”
She coughed and avoided his gaze, "Just pretend you didn't remember it."
Cheng Juan felt that she was really justified. Really, he had remembered it for three years, but she didn't remember a single word.
"How nice it was when you remembered it then..." Cheng Juan lowered his head and his chin rested on her shoulder.
Qin Ran tilted her head to look at him. For a moment, she couldn’t imagine what would have happened if they had really kept the appointment three years ago. Maybe the two of them really rescued those three people and even went to play in the professional competition together?
So what does Yang Fei have to do now?
“Let’s go down and find Cheng Mu.” Qin Ran patted his shoulder.
Cheng Juan said "hmm" slowly, but did not move. His voice was quite muffled. "Wait a moment."
ah.
Qin Ran raised her head, and the sky above her head seemed very blue.
She came out of her previous state.
**
Outside, the open-air training ground.
Jerry, who knocked Cheng Mu down yesterday, was talking to Tang Qing.
"Jerry, that piece of wood didn't come to training today, and Shi Liming didn't come either. Will they be scared of you beating them?" Someone came over and took a weapon.
He greeted Tang Qing again.
Last night, Tang Qing's name spread throughout the entire manor.
Jerry smiled disdainfully, "Those two people must have gone out to play. If they continue like this, I'm afraid they'll be reduced to servants next month."
He no longer mentioned Cheng Mugen and Shi Liming, but turned to Tang Qing, and said with a little more respect, "Miss Tang, try this punching instrument."
Since Tang Qing was brought in by Cheng Huo, his strength must be good.
Women are naturally at a disadvantage in terms of strength, and she punched them, 712.
He can compete with those weaker ones in the Purchasing Hall.
Jerry smiled and said, "Miss Tang is really amazing."
Tang Qing frowned. She was not very satisfied with the difference of two hundred.
"This 910 was made by Mr. Cheng Shui. No one has been able to crack it for several years." Jerry saw what Tang Qing was thinking at a glance and explained.
He had just finished a sentence.
The highest record in the first row was refreshed, 910 jumped slightly, and then refreshed to a new data -
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Escape with the pot lid on your head (no naughtiness, no happiness!)⊙?⊙
good evening……
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