Dyed

Fu Ran stood in the mr lobby, and the beautiful receptionist hung up the phone, "Sorry, you can't see the president without an appointment."

"I'm really in a hurry, please."

"I'm sorry." Mechanization replied coldly.

Fu Ran chose a conspicuous seat and sat down. Secretary Ni and Han Jun passed the lobby and both pressed the elevator to go up to the 33rd floor.

Fu Ran looked up and saw Secretary Ni's figure, she didn't care so much, she hurriedly got up and followed.

"Why are you here?" Secretary Ni frowned.

"I want to see Ming Chengyou."

"Do you have an appointment?"

Fu Ran clenched her teeth, "No."

"Then I'm sorry, please go back." Secretary Ni looked up at the decreasing numbers.

"I really want to see him urgently."

Han Jun stood beside him without saying a word.

Secretary Ni looked at Fu Ran through the glamorous elevator door, she turned and pointed to the stairwell, "Why don't you climb up again? The 33rd floor won't be a problem for you, will it?"

"You don't have to do this," Fu Ran said slowly, "I remember that I have never offended you."

"My responsibility is that you entered the office area on the 33rd floor without permission last time, causing me to be scolded by Ivan. If there is another time, he will not keep me again. I advise you to save your energy, he doesn't want to see you."

"You mean he was in the office last time?"

"That's right," Secretary Ni said with a smile, "So what."

"Let's go." Seeing the elevator door open, Han Jun signaled Secretary Ni to go in.

Fu Ran walked back to the hall, and waited until the clock went to 17 o'clock, only then did he see Ming Chengyou coming down from the top floor.

His steps are steady and powerful, and his silver-gray suit has a fine texture.

Fu Ran hurriedly followed, walked out of the revolving door, and saw Ming Chengyou's slender figure shrouded in the bleakness of the setting sun.

Her short black hair was dyed a voluptuous red, and an elongated figure was thrown straight at Fu Ran's feet.

She blinked, but she didn't care to appreciate it, and took advantage of the gap between Ming Chengyou and the parking lot, she strode to catch up, "Ming Chengyou."

Before the man stopped, Fu Ran rushed to him, blocking the car door with her body, "Third Young Master, I want to talk to you."

The impatience between his brows is very obvious, "What else do you want to talk about?"

"About Youyou." Fu Ran cut to the point, and could see that Ming Chengyou would not give her extra time.

Ming Chengyou expected it to be Youyou, which had already been publicized on TV and the Internet, "What does it have to do with me?"

Hearing the indifference in the man's words, Fu Ran couldn't help but raise her voice, "She is pitiful enough, can you let her go?"

"I don't understand what you mean." Ming Chengyou pointed at Fu Ran with his fingers, motioning for her to get out of the way.

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"Everyone is responsible for that..."

Ming Chengyou held Fu Ran's shoulder blades with a big palm. He exerted force with his five fingers, and she could feel his fingertips getting heavier every inch.

Fu Ran looked up in astonishment, only to feel that his fingers seemed to pass through her shoulders, and he could vaguely hear the sound where he pinched the bones.

Before she could cry out the pain, Ming Chengyou had already pushed her away.

Fu Ran staggered, and threw the satchel in his hand to the ground.

He drove away quickly.The rear of the car swung past her, and Fu Ran stepped forward on foot, but the man's car left the company in a blink of an eye.

Fu Ran hurried back to pick up the bag, took out the car keys and drove the car to chase after him.

At first, due to rush hour, the speed could not be too fast, and Ming Chengyou obviously wanted to get rid of her.

Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou got on the highway, and the advantages of the Bugatti Veyron were brought into full play.

Fu Ran speeded up, and the two car shadows followed closely.

Passing by the side of a passenger car, Fu Ran could clearly feel that the body was floating. This was already the extreme speed of an Audi car. Even so, Ming Chengyou still easily threw her away.

Fu Ran drove to the capital of Evian, and found that the old villa was still vacant, so she went to Nanche Road. She parked the car at a far intersection and walked over to see Li Yunling and Housekeeper Xiao busy in the garden.

She spent a full hour outside, but did not see Ming Chengyou.

Fu Ran left disappointed, and received a call from her uncle, saying that Youyou refused to eat at night.

Fu Ran hung up the phone and pressed her head heavily on the steering wheel.

Ming Chengyou obviously has another place to live, but she doesn't know and can't find it.

She searched aimlessly in the street, and she also knew it was futile.

She drove past Mixing, hoping to try her luck, and drove the car into the parking lot. Sure enough, she saw Ming Chengyou's car parked.

Fu Ran walked in apprehensively. Inside was a world that could make people fall. Standing at the door of the Tianzi VIP box, she thought that Ming Chengyou would definitely want the best.

Fu Ran quietly pushed open the door, and sure enough, she saw a figure lying on the sofa.

She walked in lightly, and there was no one else in the box except Ming Chengyou.

Stepping on the carpet with the heels gives the illusion of sinking in, as if you are in the clouds, ethereal and unrealistic.

A quiet song "Uncertainty" was played repeatedly in the private room. Ming Chengyou pressed his right arm against his eyelids, crossed his legs, and breathed steadily as if he had fallen asleep.

I can't figure it out, getting along will be more lonely than being apart.Both of them just muddle along, unable to feel that every touch is real...

The more you care about the person, the more you can't figure it out...

Fu Ran walked over and sat on the sofa opposite Ming Chengyou. His suit was thrown aside, and the car keys and mobile phone were scattered on the coffee table.

For the first time in two years, she could see him from this angle again.

The box door was suddenly opened, and the waiter walked in with the wine Ming Chengyou ordered, "Third Young Master."

When she looked up, she saw Fu Ran sitting opposite.

Ming Chengyou moved his arm away, raised his brows tightly, and let go of the hand that lightly pressed his eyebrows.

Fu Ran's figure suddenly appeared in his sight. He thought he had made a mistake, but after he calmed down and took a closer look, he realized that she was sitting there?

"Third Young Master, what else do you need?" The waiter opened the wines one by one.

Ming Chengyou waved his hand to signal him to leave, but he pursed his lips tightly and did not say a word. The moment the huge box was taken from the door, there were only the two of them left.

Ming Chengyou picked up the half-finger-high wine glass with his slender fingers. He did not drink it down, but pinched the wine glass with two fingers and swung the light brown liquid along the edge of the glass. After the aroma of the wine dissipated, he put the wine glass together to angular lips.

Fu Ran stared at the man's movements for a moment.

Ming Chengyou drank by himself. He raised his left leg and stretched his arms to press down on the back of the chair.

The pure white linen shirt was tightened by this movement, showing the man's perfect body proportions.

He didn't mean to speak to her, and he treated her like air as usual.

"Third Young Master, you don't need to speak, but I hope you can listen to what I have to say. It's actually not good for both parties if the matter escalates."

Ming Chengyou picked up the phone and made a call, without looking at Fu Ran from the beginning to the end.

"Hey, ask a few people to come over and have fun. I booked the box early in the morning, the old place."

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"You believe it?" Ming Chengyou interrupted her suddenly, staring straight at her.