518 Trust That Cannot Be Shaken, Critical Condition

However, Ouyang Wei spoke some reason.

Qin Ran might believe it, but revealing something about 129…

Qin Ran thought about it calmly. In the future, Ouyang Wei would find out that she was from 129. She wondered if she thought that her excuse today would be a little stupid.

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There was some truth in Ouyang Wei’s words. Qin Ran would believe her, but not fully.

Anyway…

No matter the reason, Ouyang Wei wanted to challenge her and Cheng Juan’s trust level. She would have made a completely wrong move then.

As for what sort of person Ouyang Wei was…

Cheng Juan hugged her and couldn’t help but stare at the building with gloomy eyes.

After a long while, he closed his eyes and let her go. “Let’s go back first.”

Cheng Juan drove Qin Ran back.

A long time after the car left, Ouyang Wei came out of the cafe and stood by the intersection. She stared in the direction of Cheng Juan’s car.

After some time, she slightly frowned.

She turned around and walked towards the building.

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In the building, Cheng Jin was currently sending a business partner off. When he saw Ouyang Wei, he paused, bowed slightly, and said in a distant voice, “Miss Ouyang.”

Ouyang Wei squinted at him. “Cheng Jin, are you calling me Miss Ouyang now?”

Cheng Jin lowered his head and did not answer.

Seeing that they were back, she directly stood up and looked at Qin Ran. “Ran Ran, I haven’t officially congratulated you yet.”

She exclaimed and talked to Qin Ran for some time before turning to look at Cheng Juan.

“Third Bro, what’s going on? I tried to call you, but you didn’t answer.” Cheng Wenru sighed slightly.

Cheng Mu brought over two cups of tea and handed one to each of them.

Cheng Juan took the teacup casually, glanced at Cheng Wenru, and said lightly, “I didn’t receive your calls.”

Qin Ran lowered her head and did not participate in their conversation. She only bowed her head, sent Lu Zhaoying a message, and asked him about Pan Mingyue.

Too many things had happened recently. She pressed her temple.

Lu Zhaoying did not answer her but called her.