Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Pan Mingyue glanced at Jiang Yifan and the others and thought for a while. “Oh, she’s the friend who grew up with me. I told you about her before.”

“Oh, I know, it’s the person who used to skip class with you and fight when you were a kid.” Jiang Yifan remembered the incident.

Pan Mingyue had mentioned that she had a brother next door and a best friend who was better than a sister.

Because of her special circumstances, she rarely mentioned her personal affairs, and mostly talked about her brother and best friend.

They all knew that her family situation wasn’t good.

“She’s in Beijing too? Why didn’t you tell us?” Jiang Yifan looked towards the entrance, only to see a circle of people there. “We’re all sisters, we should gather.”

After Qin Ran returned from Continent M, Pan Mingyue hadn’t seen her yet.

“Yes, she’s also in our school, but she’s relatively busy. I haven’t seen her much in school either, so I didn’t mention it.” Pan Mingyue slowly explained to her. “Come on, let’s go meet her. She has wanted to see you guys for a long time.”

Having said this, she turned to Lu Zhaoying. “I’ll take them to find Ran Ran.”

Lu Zhaoying and Slag Dragon also wanted to see her, but the four girls went first, leaving them behind to wait.

Slag Dragon put his hands behind him and glanced in the direction of the flower room. He rubbed his nose and said, “I’ll go in and look for her later.”

It was too crowded here, and everyone in Beijing knew that Qin Ran liked the quiet.

Butler Lu directly welcomed her into the hall, not knowing where to put his hands.

He also ordered the servant to make tea, but Cheng Mu reached out to stop him. “I’ll do it.”

He glanced outside. “Shi Liming hasn’t planted the flowers yet?”

Butler Lu lowered his head. “Mr. Shi is still in the flower room. Madam Lu and Old Master Lu have already arrived.”

When he saw Qin Ran, he quickly sent someone to notify Madam Lu and the others, who should be coming out soon.

Qin Ran leaned on the sofa without sitting and pointed her finger at the table. “No need to be so reserved.”

Outside.

Pan Mingyue brought Jiang Yifan in, listening to her chatter away. “Is her name spelled like this? It’s a nice name, and she turned out to be from our school. Where were you from, were you guys the school tyrants?”

The short-haired girl also nodded. “It’s a nice name, indeed.”

The three of them were talking among themselves.

They reached the hall.

In the hall, a girl in a white T-shirt and jeans was facing them with her back. She was leaning on the sofa and seemed to be looking at the furnishings in the hall with a steaming cup of tea in her hands.

Upon hearing them, she looked back at Pan Mingyue and the others.

Jiang Yifan and the short-haired girl’s voices stopped abruptly.

“Mingyue, why didn’t you mention that your friend…” Jiang Yifan was in a daze, and her whole mind turned blank.

Pan Mingyue sighed. “That’s right, her surname is Qin. Her name is Ran.”

Jiang Yifan’s legs softened.

Pan Mingyue quickly supported her.

Jiang Yifan only faintly glanced at her.

“Sit down first.” Pan Mingyue had already anticipated this.

Although Qin Ran had graduated early, she would still teach physics students. Dean Zhou would also ask her to brainwash the freshmen.

Having entered the supreme Research Institute in one year and led the domestic physics team to victory, Qin Ran had become a personal case that no one else in Beijing University could replicate.

Needless to say, every year, the global league would play OST’s theme song because of Yan Xi and Jiang Shanyi…

Almost half of the tens of thousands of students in Beijing University were basically all Qin Ran’s fans.

Every year, those taking the postgraduate entrance examination and the Ph.D. examination would worship her in the dormitory.

The computer department and physics department were full every year.

“Hello, I’m Qin Ran.” Qin Ran put the teacup on the table, stood upright, and politely greeted them.

“Hello…” Jiang Yifan and the others were still in a trance.

Qin Ran was very friendly to them, and they gradually became less restrained. They even asked her for an autograph and also asked about other things.

“God Qin, do you still play games? Will you still be on variety shows with Film Emperor Qin? I like you guys very much. Oh, I even took a second major in physics.”

“…”

Qin Ran answered their questions one by one.

After they talked for a while, Shi Liming, Slag Dragon, and the others entered.

“Miss Qin,” Shi Liming greeted respectfully.

Coming in with a pair of slippers, Slag Dragon glanced at the scene and couldn’t help but sigh when he didn’t see Cheng Ziyu. “Why didn’t those two come?”

He was referring to Cheng Ziyu and Cheng Juan.

Qin Ran glanced at him and said calmly, “They went to Beijing University’s base.”

Slag Dragon touched his nose and immediately said, “That has nothing to do with me, it was all Lou Yue’s work. He doesn’t do any serious things and just goes to harm the elites of Beijing University every day!”

Qin Ran glanced at him.

Slag Dragon took the tea handed over by Cheng Mu and lowered his head without daring to talk about it again.

“Do you have a deal with the south department? Matthew has someone who’ll check it out again.” Qin Ran leaned on the sofa.

Slag Dragon hesitated. “There was a little disagreement.”

Qin Ran nodded slightly. “Be careful, they’re a terrorist organization.”

Slag Dragon reached out and showed the gun in his pocket to her. “Just look at this cheap good. You can tell Matthew not to keep an eye on me. Isn’t that right, Mingyue?”

The servant who was about to serve water to him trembled.

Jiang Yifan and the others didn’t understand their conversation at all.

They finally returned to their senses and stared at Pan Mingyue, doubting life.

“Why haven’t you mentioned this before?” asked the short-haired girl faintly. “I was embarrassed in front of my goddess today.”

Jiang Yifan also took a deep breath. “Mingyue, you’ve changed. You’re no longer the pitiful girl I know.”

They paused, and Jiang Yifan suddenly thought of something. “Then, what about your brother…”

Pan Mingyue was silent for a while. “Song Luting.”

Jiang Yifan and the other two roommates were speechless.