338 Heirs

His back seemed a little cold and not to be trifled with.

Taken aback, Leng Peishan walked over to Nan Huiyao. “This is…”

“He’s packing up Ran Ran’s things. She’s not staying on campus anymore.” Nan Huiyao tilted her head and explained it to her.

Family member?

Leng Peishan’s imagination ran wild.

Cheng Mu had already packed the things. He held the black suitcase in his left hand and the flower pot in his right. His body was imposing, his features were cold, his speech was strict, and his eyes shot rays of coldness.

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“Mr. Cheng Mu?” Leng Peishan almost whispered.

Taking the suitcase and going out with ease, he heard Leng Peishan’s voice and stopped to look at her. Since she was Qin Ran’s roommate, he politely greeted her.

“I’m Ouyang Wei’s cousin. We’ve met at my cousin’s birthday party before.” Leng Peishan pinched her palm.

Ouyang Wei’s birthday party hadn’t been small. It had been filled with people who could play without care in Beijing. Leng Peishan hadn’t known many of them.

But she had known the people at the center of the circle at that time as Cheng Mu and the others.

Hearing the words “Ouyang Wei,” Cheng Mu withdrew his polite expression, and it became cold as iron.

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Unlike Qin Ran and Cheng Juan, he had yet to reach the point where he could forget things easily. People like Leng Peishan were plentiful in Beijing, and he couldn’t remember everyone.

If it had been a year ago, he wouldn’t even have stopped to greet her.

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But now, not only was Ouyang Wei no longer his goddess, but the most important thing was…

Both Cheng Shui and Cheng Jin had very sternly warned him of her.

Although he wasn’t very bright, he still remembered his brothers’ words carefully.

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Leng Peishan had never talked to Cheng Mu but had heard people mention him. He was a part of the Cheng family, and she could only stare at him from afar during Ouyang Wei’s banquet last time.

She still smiled when he pulled the suitcase and left without hesitation. Tucking her hair behind her ear, she said as if nothing was wrong, “My cousin is going to take the intermediate membership exam soon…”

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Like an unsentimental luggage-carrying machine, Cheng Mu directly went downstairs.

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In the bedroom, Leng Peishan stared at his back and withdrew her smile.

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She sat back down on her stool, in a daze.

Yang Yi put her book on the table. “Do you know Qin Ran’s family?”

Principal Xu opened the market during his three-month-long stay in Continent M. After returning to Beijing, it took a week before he started organizing the Xu family’s affairs.

“Grandpa.” Xu Yaoguang stood up from the chair, his eyes cold.

“From now on, you’ll take care of the Mas family’s affairs in Continent M. I’ve already found an heir for the research institute.” Principal Xu glanced out the window.

He used to entertain the idea of Xu Yaoguang being together with Qin Ran.

At that time, one Xu family would be in charge of the Xu family’s authority, while the other would be in charge of the research institute…

He had even specifically ruled out public opinion and transferred Xu Yaoguang from Beijing to Heng Chuan First Middle School. Forget it if he eventually fancied that Qin Yu, but in the end, Qin Ran had been snatched by the Cheng family.

When Xu Yaoguang first heard Cheng Juan mention this back in Yun Cheng, he hadn’t known who the heir was. It wasn’t until after the college entrance examination that Qin Ran got full marks in Physics and Mathematics that he came to a realization…

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So, at that time, he had rushed to Yun Cheng urgently, wanting to ask Qin Ran about it. But he had returned to Continent M after failing to meet her.

“Yes, grandpa.” He bid farewell to Principal Xu before leaving the study.

After he left, Principal Xu dialed Qin Ran’s cell phone.

After finishing a round, Cheng Juan looked at the screen recording before sending it to Qin Ling.

Cheng Jin took out his work computer and quickly boarded the website. He took the time to glance at Cheng Juan. “Then, I want to hold a high-level meeting right away. What’s the specific reason?”

Cheng Juan held the phone and said, “Do it.”

Nothing else. He only glanced upstairs and stretched his hand lazily against his forehead. If the Old Master knew about the heir of the largest research institute in Beijing, he wouldn’t be able to sit still…