"Alright, don't ask what you shouldn't. I rarely engage in murder and arson, so rest assured."
Sun Miao: "......" !! Murder and arson? This... this is a joke, right...
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Finally, Ming Li bought two milk teas that Qin's father and mother liked and left the milk tea shop, driving home alone.
Looking at Ming Li holding the steering wheel with her left hand, the system thought of something and asked, "Host, when did you get your driver's license?" Why didn't it know?
Ming Li pressed down on the accelerator, and the car sped away. She glanced indifferently at the rearview mirror, raised an eyebrow, and said, "Driver's license? Didn't I get it in a previous plane?" kanδん
System: "......" Huh?! The driver's license from a previous plane can be used like this? And! What do you mean by "previous plane"? kΑnshu伍.ξà
Just as the system was about to ask something, its brain suddenly emitted a sharp pain, causing the words it wanted to ask to stop instantly. The system's intermittent voice came from the system space, "Detecting... detecting system data abnormalities, initiating automatic re... restart mode... restarting..."
Seeing that the system suddenly went silent, Ming Li frowned. She swept her divine sense towards the system space and saw the system, whose surrounding halo was gradually dimming, squatting in a corner, motionless.
Ming Li: "What's going on?"
Almost subconsciously, Ming Li's grip on the steering wheel tightened, nearly crushing it.
Steering wheel: "......" What did I do wrong...
"What's wrong?"
The system still didn't respond.
Ming Li frowned. Seeing that the green light had passed, she temporarily ignored the system, stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove away.
Soon, Ming Li's car stopped downstairs in the residential complex.
After closing the car door, Ming Li went upstairs with the two cups of milk tea.
"Knock, knock, knock—"
"Old Qin, I'm back, open the door, I don't have my keys."
The people inside had varied expressions.
Qin's father calmed himself down, got up, and went to open the door.
"Creak—"
The door opened. Looking at his tall daughter standing outside, Qin's father forced a stiff smile and said, "Lili, you're back."
Ming Li paused for a moment, then said, "Old Qin, your smile is so fake..."
Qin's father: "...Cough, cough, cough! It's nothing, come in."
Ming Li handed the milk tea in her hand to Qin's father. "It's your and Mom's favorite flavors."
Qin's father nodded, took the milk tea, and remained silent.
Seeing the girl who walked in, Wu Yanhong and Liu Zhengguo narrowed their eyes simultaneously. Suddenly, a fawning smile appeared on Wu Yanhong's face. She got up and walked towards Ming Li, trying to grab her hand.
Ming Li narrowed her eyes, sidestepped Wu Yanhong's outstretched hand, and her expression instantly turned indifferent, changing her face faster than flipping a book. "Who are you?"
Seeing Ming Li's expression, Wu Yanhong frowned instinctively and said, "I'm your mother, why are you dodging!" Ming Li's lips twitched. "Madam, can you stop randomly claiming relatives? I'm not a three-year-old child, I know who my mother is."
Hearing Ming Li's words, Wu Yanhong's displeasure intensified. As expected, she was raised by these uncouth people, with no upbringing at all. She was worlds apart from her Ranan. If she were taken back, what if Ranan was bullied?