The Strongest Young Grandmother

Ding Roujun looked at Lin Ranran's pale face and said, "Now he is in the university, and he is ashamed to mention you. You say, when he returns from studying abroad, how can he take you out, take you out? Didn't come?"

"Didn't Jiang Beiqin tell you why I didn't go to university?"

"Heh, how could he mention you? He never mentions you. Of course, I know that you didn't do well in the exam and you can't blame others for your bad grades."

Lin Ranran's face turned even paler.

Her hands trembled.

Yes, she didn't go to university. Others just thought that she didn't study well or did well in exams. No one knew the real reason. Even if she said it, no one believed her.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Lin Ranran especially wanted to laugh, laughing at her own stupidity.

She hated, especially hated, wished she could stab herself to death.

She didn't understand why she was so stupid before, so stupid.

Ding Roujun looked at Lin Ranran's face, her expression changed.

Lin Ranran laughed enough and said, "Thank you for telling me this anyway, but I also tell you one thing, from Jiang Beiqin's college days to now, I call him every month for the tuition and living expenses he needs. This is the billing record."

Lin Ranran opened the record and showed it to Ding Rouyun.

Ding Rouyun's face changed, and she couldn't believe it.

"I want to thank you for telling me this. I will be nice to myself in the future, and I won't give Jiang Beiqin a penny again."

...

After Lin Ranran left the restaurant, Ding Rouyun still didn't come back to her senses. Is Jiang Beiqin such a person?

However, that was also what Lin Ranran voluntarily gave Jiangbei Qin money, right?

...

And Jiangbeiqin's information has already fallen into Chu Hannan's hands.

Chu Hannan was not worth Lin Ranran's behalf, "This silly girl has been used."

"Master, do you want to do it?"

A certain subordinate wanted to vent for Miss Lin Ranran, feeling that Jiang Beiqin was simply not a human being.

Chu Hannan tapped the table with his finger and said, "Send a copy of these photos to Lin Ranran."

"Yes, master."

These photos are the intimate photos of Jiangbei Qin and Ding Roujun together every day, and occasionally holding hands.

After seeing the photo, Lin Ranran laughed for a long time, and then tears came out.

She hated, especially hated, but didn't know what to do.

All the money she earned in those years was given to Jiang Beiqin, and now she will never get it back.

Just think she's stupid.

Lin Ranran was so tired that she quit her job in the night palace the next day and bought a ticket to go home.

She hasn't come home for three years.

As the New Year is approaching, the town is bustling and bustling. Many children are on holiday and playing in the streets. When they see Lin Ranran appearing, they are very curious.

In fact, the moment he got off the train, Lin Ranran couldn't help crying when he looked at the familiar street.

This is her hometown, so if you don't admit it, there are many memories of her here.

When she was a child, she also ran around on the streets. At that time, every time she came home, her mother would nagging her for a long time and then wash her clothes.

And my father, when he got off work, he would buy something delicious to bring back to her to eat.

Thinking of this, Lin Ranran's eyes turned red.

She walked to a remote house and became nervous.

But she still took a deep breath, ready to knock on the door.

"Sister, is that your sister?"

Suddenly, a crisp voice rang out, and a six- or seven-year-old boy was standing beside him with a thick schoolbag on his back, looking up at her with excitement in his eyes.