Chapter 678 : I'm Miserable Now!

Ji Hanxiao held her waist tightly. "I didn't want to tell you before. I didn't want your mood to be affected."

Qiao Ran smiled faintly. "Now I've seen through everything. No matter what happens, I can handle it calmly."

As long as it wasn't about the life and death of her family, she would have calmed down long ago.

Ji hanxiao sighed and whispered a name in her ear.

Qiao Ran was stunned.

"So it's her..." Qiao Ran couldn't help but sigh. "You already know her identity. Why do you want Wen Dongfeng to keep in touch with her?"

Ji hanxiao sighed and told Qiao Ran the reason. After listening to his brief, Qiao Ran couldn't help but be in a daze. "I didn't expect that after all these years, she would be reduced to such a state. You were only doing this for Teacher Zhang's sake. Teacher Zhang had given her a lot of money, but there was nothing she could do about it.

... "

"I'm sorry I kept it from you." "It's okay. If you can, you can help her. After all, she hasn't been bothering us for so many years. Unlike some people who hold grudges, I remember her father came to us one day." Qiao Ran raised his eyebrows. "I didn't know later

Why? I've never been here again. "

"His father drank too much and died of alcoholism."

Qiao Ran was speechless. She looked at Ji Hanxiao and shook her head gently. "Han Xiao, you said before that problems that can be solved with money are not problems, so you can solve them with money. I have no problem with that."

"Since you said so, let me see. She might not accept it." Ji Hanxiao took Siyan by the waist and headed for the neighborhood not far away.

The neighborhood was close to the seaside and could be back in 20 minutes on foot. The couple were very close and slowly moved forward. The sunset had completely disappeared.

The backs of the two men moved further and further away, but they seemed to be closer.

...

Early this morning, Wen Dongfeng was in a complicated mood.

Because he got up early in the morning and was informed by Ji Hanxiao that he no longer needed to contact the "Bright moon dyed with spring."

Although the other party didn't say it clearly, Wen Dongfeng understood that the other party had found out the identity of the woman.

Wen Dongfeng hesitated for a moment, but still called back to ask about the woman's identity.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wen. I can't tell you that. Because of what Mr. Ji didn't tell us, we can't let it out." The other party's words were full of apologies.

Wen Dongfeng was stunned and had to hang up.

However, there was an exchange meeting at the academy today, and Qiao Ran was the main one.

Qiao Ran also returned to the school to host the exchange meeting for the sake of his teacher and alma mater. At the exchange meeting, there would be famous painters from all over the world to exchange their thoughts.

He had to go to this meeting. Although he couldn't get the woman he wanted, he could just take a look and take a few glances.

When Wen Dongfeng arrived at the academy, it was still half an hour before the meeting began.

After greeting some familiar students and colleagues, he found a seat and sat down.

The chairmen were all famous painters in the country.

Qiao Ran arrived ten minutes early, and she would try her best to participate as long as the school's events were not commercial.

This exchange was just a simple exchange of painters. There were no live broadcasts, no tv shows, and no reporters, so she liked it.

She was stunned when she saw Wen Dongfeng, who had already sat down.

Wen Dongfeng nodded and smiled at her.

Qiao Ran nodded and looked for something in the crowd not far away.

Wen Dongfeng was very curious about her behavior, so he watched her silently.

When she saw that she had scanned the surroundings and could not find the person she was looking for, she greeted a few teachers and began to chat.

A few minutes later, Qiao Ran sat down and the meeting began.

Qiao Ran, as the youngest and most famous female artist, would naturally be targeted by some painters. However, even though the other side raised many sharp and harsh questions, she answered calmly and gave a very rational and surprising answer.

In the end, the painters who had a problem with Qiao Ran were all impressed, making others look at her even more closely.

The meeting ended smoothly. The school specially recorded the meeting for the students to have a good look and listen.

And he invited Qiao Ran and the others to eat in the cafeteria. You know, the cafeteria of the art school is not bad.

Qiao Ran didn't refuse. She hadn't had dinner with her teachers for a long time. Although Mr. Wang had retired long ago, she came back to school to support her.

Qiao Ran walked into the bathroom. A minute later, she came to the mirror to wash her hands.

At this time, a cleaner came in with a tool. She saw Qiao Ran washing her hands. She was stunned and immediately lowered her head.

Qiao Ran looked in the mirror and saw a woman stooping down and mopping up the water stains on the ground.

She turned around and looked at the figure, her eyes fixed on the cleaner's ears.

There was indeed a small red mole.

The cleaner seemed to feel Qiao Ran's gaze. She turned around and looked at her, then lowered her head in panic.

"Meng Xinyun, long time no see." Qiao Ran spoke softly.

The woman's body trembled, but she lowered her head and did not answer.

"You don't have to pretend. I know it's you..." Qiao Ran said softly. "The mole on your ear has never changed, and I knew you were working here the day before yesterday."

The woman suddenly raised her head, looked coldly at Qiao Ran, and fiercely removed her mask.

"Oh, yes, it's me, I'm Meng Xinyun! Now you can laugh at me as much as you want. I'm miserable now. Are you happy?" Meng Xinyun gasped, his eyes red and his voice cold.

Qiao Ran looked at the woman in front of him - in just twenty years, Meng Xinyun had changed from a lively girl to an old woman in her sixties.

Her hair was half white, and the wrinkles and fishtail lines under her eyes were obvious. She was obviously a woman in her forties, but she suddenly looked like an old woman in her sixties and seventies.

Although Meng Xinyun was saved by the institute in the past, his life was not good after that. First, he divorced his husband and lived alone with his daughter.

Normally, when she returned to the research institute, she could still live well with her talent, but then she made a mistake - mixing the wrong formula and giving it to a very important drug tester.

Meng Xinyun was naturally angered by the family and kicked out of the institute, unable to find a decent job.

Fortunately, Teacher Zhang helped her through the toughest years and raise her daughter.

But because he was busy making money, Meng Xinyun didn't have time to discipline his daughter. Her daughter was mixed with a group of gangsters, and her leg was broken when she stole.

As a result, her daughter was abandoned and her leg was broken. She was mentally ill and locked at home every day.

With Teacher Zhang's death, Meng Xinyun had no choice but to come out and work, but her daughter's medicine was very expensive, the things at home were always broken by her, coupled with poor health, Meng Xinyun aged really fast.

With the minimum wage in S city, Meng Xinyun could only get two thousand yuan a month. Apart from six hundred rent, six hundred medicine, and the remaining few hundred yuan living expenses, it could be said that her life had reached the point of poverty and poverty.

Hearing about Meng Xinyun's recent situation from Ji Hanxiao, Qiao Ran really sighed. In those days, she wished she could sue the other party to jail. Even if she went to jail, she could not understand the hatred in her heart.

But now, the hatred in her heart was gone. Perhaps as time passed, the past was not important; or perhaps because of her tragic situation, Qiao Ran felt that this was god's revenge on her, right?

"Meng Xinyun, do you think I'm you? Should I be happy when others are poor and down?" Qiao Ran looked at Meng Xinyun calmly. "Don't you know if I'm such a person?"

Meng Xinyun stood there, not knowing why, but when she looked at Qiao Ran, who was as noble and well maintained as in her thirties, she suddenly burst into tears.

Yes, if Qiao Ran was really that kind of person, her life would be even worse. "You have fallen to this state. God has avenged you for me, so I have no resentment in my heart. And you... Pretended to be me to contact Mr. Wen Dongfeng. What are you thinking?" Qiao Ran stared at her tearful eyes.

She wanted to know what she meant.

Meng Xinyun smiled sadly. "I was trying to frame you! It's just that I didn't expect you to know so soon that I did it."

Qiao Ran didn't say anything. Meng Xinyun was an employee of the beauty salon before, and Ji Hanxiao's people couldn't find her because she used fake information when she started.

Later, she secretly implanted a software into Qiao Ran's phone.

In fact, she was trying to steal Qiao Ran's assets, but the software wasn't stealing money at all, it was eavesdropping.

The software he bought for two hundred dollars turned out to be fake, and he was so angry that he almost died. He wanted to use Qiao Ran to create some fake stains to blackmail Qiao Ran.

As a result, she chatted with dongfeng and the other party sent her a red envelope. Meng Xinyun looked at her daughter pitifully and couldn't help but tempt her. She ran to verify her phone number and bind her bank card.

She was too stupid. In fact, money could be paid by wechat when it was left on wechat, because she couldn't keep up with the times and Meng Xinyun didn't know how to spend it like this.

"You really don't have to do this - just find Han Xiao. No matter how much he helps you, I won't mind." Qiao Ran said plainly that the current mengxin rhyme was miserable enough, and her mind was relaxed.

Always hating each other, this is not life, life is easy to let go, and besides, Meng Xinyun never looked for trouble later, Qiao Ran would not care about anything.

Meng Xinyun looked at Qiao Ran in shock, staring at her in a daze, as if he could not believe what she said.

But after thinking about it, at her age, Ji Hanxiao could not be attracted to her anymore. At most, he pitied her.

Meng Xinyun smiled bitterly. "I didn't think I'd end up like this... Sure enough... The wicked have their retribution..."

Qiao Ran looked at her wrinkled hands and frowned. "This is Han Xiao's number..."

"No, I kept his number..." Meng Xinyun wiped away the tears on her face. A student came in, and she quickly lowered her head to mop the floor.

Qiao Ran was filled with emotion. She thought she would never meet Meng Xinyun, but she did not expect to see him here.

Is this a bad fate?

With that in mind, Qiao Ran walked out of the ladies' room and found Wen Dongfeng in the hallway, frowning.

"Miss Qiao..." Wen Dongfeng blushed and looked at Qiao Ran as he hurriedly greeted her.

Qiao Ran nodded. "Mr. Wen, you're here too."

Wen Dongfeng pursed his lips and asked cautiously, "Miss Qiao, can you... Tell me who that person is?" At this time, Meng Xinyun had come out of the bathroom and saw Wen Dongfeng. She immediately lowered her head and her heart beat violently.