After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

We chose a seat by the window and the three of us sat around a table, eating and chatting.

"Boss." Qiu Yu looked at Zhang Ran and took the initiative to speak: "I have found out about that guy named Li Ze. He was beaten up by another girl named Dongfang Yue and her men."

When the name Dongfang Yue was mentioned, Qiao Xi remembered what Liu Xia had said before, so she looked at Zhang Ran and explained, "Li Wen Ze was pursuing you while also pursuing Dongfang Yue. She is from the Art Department. The news that Li Wen Ze was sent to the hospital by you spread throughout the school, and I guess Dongfang Yue has heard about it too."

"He was almost beaten to death. Li Wen Ze must want to call the police." Zhang Ran looked at Qiu Yu and said with certainty.

Qiu Yu nodded: "He came out of the emergency room and was transferred to the general ward and wanted to call the police, but was stopped by the counselor sent by the school."

"When he was pursuing Dongfang Yue, he actually gave her fake goods sold on the street. The little princess casually gave him a valuable watch, but she found out that he was fickle and casting his net everywhere, so she took the fake watch to someone for identification. When she found out that she was fooled, she ordered people to wait outside the hospital and beat him back to the hospital when he was discharged."

"The counselor warned Li Wen Ze that if he wanted to stay in Beijing after graduation, he must not offend the Dongfang family. Li Wen Ze compromised."

Zhang Ran raised his eyebrows slightly after hearing this: "How did you find out so much? Who told you?"

Qiu Yu leaned back in her chair and subconsciously took out a cigarette from her pocket. She met Zhang Ran's eyes and silently put the cigarette back into the cigarette box. "A security guard told me that he is the school director's father."

"This network is strong." Zhang Ran praised her, "Want to smoke? Go outside and smoke."

Feeling craving for a cigarette, Qiuyu picked up the cigarette box and quickly walked out of the hotel, standing by the road puffing away.

"The school director's father is a security guard?" Qiao Xi was a little surprised.

Zhang Ran glanced at her and said, "There's nothing strange about that. Some people have too much money to spend and are tired of traveling, so they work as security guards or cleaners in their children's companies. They listen to other people complain and scold their own children. I don't know how happy they are."

Qiao Xi looked at her strangely, "From what you said, you want to do the same when you get old?"

Zhang Ran actually nodded. "I don't want to be a cleaner because it's too tiring. I'll just be a security guard. If anyone complains about my children, I'll give them a raise or a bonus."

Qiao Xi: “…Are you sick?” Parents are protective of their children, how could she be like this?

"Yes, he's still ill." Zhang Ran picked up his chopsticks and ate some food. When you get old, you just like to listen to some gossip to have fun. What's wrong with that?

Qiao Xi: "..."

Qiuyu, who was standing outside, finished smoking a cigarette and returned to his seat to continue eating.

After finishing the meal at around 8 o'clock, I walked around the street and bought some snacks. I returned to the Internet cafe around 9:30 and there was indeed a seat available.

They chose three empty seats that were connected to each other and sat down, each playing on their computers.

Qiao Xi played a little game.

Qiuyu watches a short movie.

Zhang Ran, who was sitting in the corner, took out a book from his bag and typed out a string of code from time to time. When he didn't know how to do it, he would flip through the book for a few seconds and then continue typing. He didn't know which string of code was wrong. There was a cry of surprise in the Internet cafe and everyone's computer screens went black at the same time.

Zhang Ran: “…” He stuffed the book back into his bag guiltily, stood up and looked around.

"network management!"

"network management!!"

The constant shouting of the crowd made the network administrator's hair stand on end, and he rushed over to restart the computer to try again.

Fortunately, everything was normal after the restart. He waved his hand and said, "It's okay, just restart it."

The noisy Internet cafe suddenly became quiet, and everyone sat down and restarted their computers.