Qin Yue suddenly smiled coldly: "You all understand that paper can't contain fire. Instead of trying to sink the matter like this, it's better to check it out and give everyone an explanation."

After finishing the conversation with Zhan Nianbei and returning home, it was getting late, Xiao Ranran had already sounded asleep, Jian Ran accompanied Xiao Ranran, with a needle and thread in her hand, making clothes for Xiao Ranran by hand stitch by stitch.

It is a great regret in Jian Ran's heart that she has not been with Xiao Ranran for more than three years and has not watched her grow up with her own eyes.