177 Hidden Life

Cheng Juan’s phone was locked.

The latest message was on the lock screen page—

It was a message from the bank.

Lu Zhaoying paused for a long time, speechless.

Cheng Juan was leaning on the experiment table and looking at a list in his hand.

1Lu Zhaoying had once felt like Old Master Cheng’s management methods were problematic. Otherwise, why was it that Cheng Juan’s money never seemed to run out ever since elementary school?

“Three million yuan? How could it be?” Cheng Mu scratched his head and said weakly, “Then it’s probably not from Miss Qin. Otherwise, why would she work part-time in our school doctor’s office?”

She did not only work here but also in the milk tea shop…

Lu Zhaoying did not speak.

Cheng Juan put the phone on the table and picked up the list again.

“No.” Lu Zhaoying sat upright. He was certain he had seen the correct number of zeros on the phone.

Qin Ran had just asked for Cheng Juan’s bank account number.

Lu Zhaoying also had reason to believe that the account number Cheng Juan had given Qin Ran was his private account number.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhaoying glanced at Cheng Juan.

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It shocked Qin Hanqiu to the core.

Qin Ran looked at the time on her phone and turned her head. “He’s a banker.”

2“Oh.” Qin Hanqiu nodded.

He did not say anything else.

Qin Ran had booked a hotel near the school for them and she brought them over to put their luggage inside.

Then, they found a place to eat. Qin Ran wanted to bring them around First Middle School, but Qin Hanqiu and Zhou Dajian did not agree.

“Ran Ran, did we delay your time this afternoon?” Qin Hanqiu waved his hand immediately. “You didn’t go to class this afternoon, will your teacher scold you?”

“No, he doesn’t care about me.” Qin Ran leaned back on the chair and took a sip from the mineral water bottle.

Qin Hanqiu subconsciously thought that the teachers had given up on her.

Zhou Dajian discernibly averted away from the topic.

Qin Ran chatted with Yan Xi for a while before closing the chat page.

Gu Xichi had also returned to Devil City.

He did not go anywhere else and went directly to the laboratory to conduct tests using his equipment, even forgoing eating.

He had done it once in Yun Cheng, and Cheng Juan had perfected his results.

He was so serious about this not because this was Qin Ran’s grandma, but because he was a medical madman himself.

He sent the report he received to Qin Ran and said—

[Show it to Cheng Juan!]

[Hurry! I’m in a hurry!]

1He sounded quite urgent.

Qin Ran glanced at the document he sent. It had records of Gu Xichi’s laboratory instrument and were in a messy pile.