It was sent to her by Xiaoli.

"Mom, Uncle Weizhou bought me a new game console!" He also attached a selfie photo of him and his baby game console.

Lin Ran couldn't help laughing, but still reminded him: "Don't play games for a long time!"

"Xiao Li knows, mom, will you come on Saturday?"

"Of course, I will definitely go there baby Xiaoli."

When she thought of seeing Xiaoli’s baby on Saturday, she felt relieved, and she couldn’t find anyone to share this kind of happiness. She logged into her Weibo, and to be safe, she posted a cute sticker effect on Xiaoli’s photo and face before posting it.

Caption: When you see my little baby happy, you will lose all your worries. Grow up safely and happily! Mom loves you.

Plus two kissing expressions.

Her Weibo post has not been opened, and even her private information is filled in randomly. There are only dozens of followers. She either sells movies or does a micro-business. She is the kind that will not ring for several months. It is very safe.

Lin Ran sometimes says some thoughts on it and also records his life.

But less than two minutes after posting on Weibo, she received a like, and the other party followed her.

Lin Ran felt it was strange. After taking the phone, he saw that this person was even more cruel than her. He didn't even have avatar, and his id only had a letter "l".

She almost thought it was Xiao Li, but clicked on the other party's homepage but found that the other party had registered on Weibo for a long time. She only forwarded the news and liked the beautiful girl's online pictures, and did not take the initiative to post a Weibo post.

It seems that he is also a quiet trumpet of an otaku.

It's probably quite boring, even she pays attention.

Lin Ran didn't care about it, so she threw away her phone and continued to work.

The night was deep, and the cold moonlight shone through the huge floor-to-ceiling window, covering the slender and elegant figure of the man in front of the window, as if he was a peerless banished immortal. It would be blasphemy to take a look at it for a moment.

Fu Pei has been following Mosnian for so many years, but from time to time, he is so shocked that he can't speak.

Whether it is abilities or skin, there are people who are infinitely close to perfection.

But someone can easily pull him off the altar.

Just like now, the unworldly Mr. Mo, holding his mobile phone, looked through all the Weibo posts that the woman posted over the past year, and the gentleness and affection in her eyes melted the moonlight.

Mossin used the trumpet from Fu Pei before.

I thought his name was too annoying, so I simply changed it to "l".

"Fu Pei." Mosnian said lightly, "Have you arranged it over there?"

Fu Pei instantly understood what he was referring to and said respectfully: "I have been renovating these two days and I will be able to move in soon."

Mosnian put away his cell phone, looked out the window, and passed through the endless night, as if he saw the man in front of him. For a moment, he didn't know what to remember, but his eyes calmed down and whispered: "Tell Yuemingguan what news is, and he will say that the future owner of the Yun family is in City S."

The future head of the Yun family...that is...

Fu Pei was shocked for a moment: "...yes."

He looked at the dark night outside the window worriedly, and felt that the storm was coming...

Lin Ran was busy until the early morning after reading all the artist information, climbed onto the bed, and fell asleep as soon as her head was touched by the pillow. She was woken up by Lu Nanqing's phone call.

"Hey..." As soon as I opened my voice, my nasal sound was extremely heavy.

Lu Nanqing on the other end frowned: "Have you caught a cold?"

"Well..." Lin Ran turned over and touched his forehead with his hand. Fortunately, he didn't have a fever, "Is there anything wrong?"

"..." Lu Nanqing swallowed back what he wanted to say, "At home? I'll come to you for something, so I'll go over and chat in person."

"Brother, I'm sick... Can you let me take a day off?"

She was feeling uncomfortable and didn't have the energy to argue with him.

Lu Nanqing died directly.

Lin Ran wailed and got up and went to the bathroom to wash.

Halfway through the toothbrush, she heard the noise of construction coming from outside. Lin Ran opened the door and saw that the house opposite was renovating, and even Manager Zhang from the property management department came and supervised the work himself.

"Everyone hurry up and make progress. New users will move in in two days!"

Lin Ran remembered that there was a professor's family of three living opposite him.

She quickly finished brushing her teeth and came out again.

"Sorry, Manager Zhang disturbs me. Didn't this family stay in a good place two days ago?"

There seems to be no sign of moving away. Why did she get emptied when the other side is idled after a while?

Manager Zhang took a break from his busy schedule and said, "This family has immigrated, the house has been bought by the new owner, and they will move in in two days."

"Oh..." Lin Ran nodded.

Manager Zhang said apologetically: "I'm sorry, it may be a little noisy these two days."

"It's okay." Lin Ran waved his hand generously, "I'm not here during the day anyway."

"Let me let me go..." The four workers huffed and huffed and carried Zhang's desk in.

If she read it correctly, the desk is made of small-leafed red sandalwood, so at least eight digits are going upwards... The rich people's way of living is probably so unruly.

Lin Ran shook her head and closed the door and went back to the room.

When she turned around, the little assistant beside Manager Zhang couldn't help but be confused and said, "Manager, didn't this family sell the house at a high price? No immigrants..."

"Shut up!" The manager glared at him, then carefully glanced at the closed door opposite, and warned in a tight voice, "Don't talk too much, you and I want to bring in someone who can't afford to offend you!"

In the room, Lin Ranqiang cheered up and poured himself a cup of hot water and cooked a bowl of noodles to fill his stomach.

Her nose was a little stuffy and she didn't have much strength. She wondered why she might as well ask Lu Nanqing to bring her bag to catch a cold?

Forget it, the young master probably won’t pay attention to her with a temper. She has long stopped doing it because she is so hot and cold ass, and she is afraid of embarrassment.

Lin Ran gave up.

When the doorbell rang, she wrapped herself in a small blanket to open the door.

Lu Nanqing appeared at the door, holding a bag in his hand, looking at the logo from the pharmacy downstairs.

Lin Ran blinked, feeling a little unbelievable: "... Have you bought me medicine?"

Lu Nanqing cleared her throat awkwardly and gave her a blank look.

"You died of illness, and my investment in you will be wasted."

...I don't know how to say good things. I obviously care about her, but I have to look inhumane.

Lin Ran smiled and said seriously: "Thank you."

Even though she was sick, her eyes were still clear, as if she could see it in her heart. Lu Nanqing avoided her gaze and stretched her big hand on her forehead, making sure she didn't have a fever.

He took out a pack of powder for curing colds from the bag, asked the location of the kitchen, and went straight in.
Chapter completed!