1852: C1852 Little Ran Did It

C1852 Little Ran Did It

Soong Anqi's silly and cute lolita voice came clearly from Meng Ran's smartphone.

She seemed to be a little shy, but there was also a bit of shyness in her voice.

Meng Ran, who heard Soong Anqi's words clearly, was clearly stunned.

"Go back and eat? We have just arrived at the Meng Family. Anna, what are you talking about?"

Meng Ran's voice was mixed with confusion and surprise. From Soong Anqi's words just now, it was obvious that she had just met him!

But...

But Meng Ran was currently in Meng Family's Ancestral Mansion! How could he possibly return to the Xiufeng Mountain with his clone?

Just a few words had already made Meng Ran smell a sense of unease.

When he heard Meng Ran's reply, the little girl clearly did not have time to react and said in a daze: "Ah? But didn't you just follow me..."

Before Soong Anqi finished speaking, the phone in Meng Ran's hand was snatched away by Meng Changan, who was holding Meng Ran by his collar!

After that.

Slap! A crisp sound rang out.

Meng Ran's smartphone was smashed to the ground by his biological father. The broken plastic and lithium batteries flew out!

"Dad, you?"

Meng Ran was stunned.

"You unfilial son! I brought you here to apologize to Zixuan and Chen Yu! Why haven't you realized your mistake yet? "

Meng Changan was so angry that his face turned ashen. His whole body was trembling, and he gritted his teeth so hard that cracking sounds could be heard. He raised his hand and was about to slap Meng Ran.

However, when Chang'an Scholar met Meng Ran's indifferent gaze, he felt that the air in front of his hand seemed to be mixed with a tremendous force!

Meng Changan's palm, which was in the air, was unable to land even after a long time!

"Dad, I will handle my own marriage myself."

Just as Meng Ran said this expressionlessly, Soong Anqi, who was in the mansion of Jiangzhou City's Xiufeng Mountain, heard the beeping sound of the phone being hung up. Her pretty face was filled with doubt and confusion.

"That's right. Brother Meng Ran just went to Ling State with Aunt Ling and the others. How could he suddenly come back? But I clearly did not recognize him. That person just now was Brother Meng Ran!"

The little girl looked at the smartphone in her hand that was tightly clenched and fell into deep confusion for a moment.

The camera turned back to about 20 minutes ago.

Jiangnan Province, Jinghua City, beijing International School.

Along with the ringing of the school bell, the history teacher carrying a pile of teaching materials slowly walked into the classroom of Grade 12 Class 5.

The men and women who were chatting and chatting suddenly stopped talking. They sat up straight and prepared for the lesson.

Looking around, he saw a short-haired beauty with her arm resting on the desk. With her jade-like hands supporting her cheeks, she looked like she was longing for her little lover as she gazed at the scenery outside the window.

Jiangbei's Ling State City? What kind of place is that? Is Ran's hometown there? Hmph, what right does this big bad guy have to skip classes and go out to play all day long, while I still have to study here? How unfair!

Recalling the phone congee that she had made with Meng Ran last night, Yin Qingxue had an angry and cute look on her face.

Because it was a history class, this kind of boring book knowledge made one drowsy.2

More than half of the classroom, the only sound in the entire classroom was that young married history teacher's incessant lecture.

"Abutong Palace is reputed as the 'Number One Palace in the World'. It started construction in 212 BC in the State of Qin and is now located in Shaanxi, xian City..."

The young lady teacher who was narrating the history of the State of Qin immediately revealed an unhappy expression when she saw this group of listless students.

Her sharp gaze swept below the podium and even caught a glimpse of a beautiful girl who was in a trance. She immediately cried out:

"Yin Qingxue!"

But at this moment, Miss Yin who was thinking of someone did not hear the teacher's name at all.

"Yin Qingxue! Get up and answer the question!" History's teacher's voice rose by two points on the spot.

"Xiaoxue! The teacher is asking you to answer a question. Hurry up and get up!" Liu Wen, her best friend at the neighboring table, saw what happened and quickly pushed Yin Qingxue.

"Ah?"

Yin Qingxue stood up blankly.

"Who burned Epang Palace?" The young married history teacher rolled her eyes and asked snappily.

Miss Yin, who had just regained her senses, was just about to speak when she suddenly felt a familiar transparent figure outside the window staring at her!

"Ran!?"

After a short period of silence, the classroom of Grade 12 Class 5 burst out laughing like a tsunami.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter. Ah Bi Palace was burned by that Yin Ran!"

"Knowledge has increased! It really increased knowledge!"

In the young woman's classroom on the podium: The textbook in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

"Yin Qingxue! Get out and stand!"

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