Dyed

Fan Xian's eye circles were red, and she couldn't help the warm tears welling up.

She stretched out her arms to hug Fu Ran. This daughter of hers has a delicate mind. If she hadn't talked about Fu Ran tonight, she might have kept this matter in her heart.

Fan Xian thought that Fu Ran would definitely blame Ming Yunfeng when she knew about it, and would even blame herself for tacitly acquiescing to continue living in the Ming family knowing that she had nothing to do with Ming Yunfeng after wandering for 20 years.

An unbearable distress arose in her heart. She always felt that Fu Ran's cold temper was not as pleasing as You Yingrui's, but she didn't know until today that Fu Ran had taken care of her in everything.

"Xiaoran, mother is sorry for you."

It was the first time that Fu Ran and Fan Xian slept on the same bed, and their body temperatures were close to each other, comfortable and warm.

Fu Ran was not used to it at first. After all, she slept by herself except Ming Chengyou when she was a child. Fan Xian helped her tuck the corners of the quilt. The mother and daughter talked a lot about each other under the same quilt.

Waking up the next day, when Fu Ran stretched out his hand, there was residual warmth by the bedside, and when he opened his eyes, he did not see Fan Xian.

After changing her clothes and washing up, she walked out of the room. Since it was the weekend, the family was all there. Fu Ran saw Fu Songting wearing a pair of glasses playing with a chessboard on the coffee table by the window sill in the living room alone. Seeing her coming downstairs, she waved, "Little Ran, come and kill two games with me."

Fu Ran walked over wearing slippers, "Dad, I'm not good at chess."

Fu Songting was in a particularly good mood, with a smile on her face, which was very different from the seriousness of the past. Fu Ran sat cross-legged opposite him, her hair hanging on her chest was lazily black and shining, she stared at the chessboard intently, and took every step carefully.

Seeing her earnest and focused appearance, Fu Songting relaxed his brows, and Fan Xian walked up to him, putting his hands on his shoulders.

The two smiled at each other.

Fu Ran didn't realize it. He picked up the chess piece and was about to drop it. The fan in Fu Songting's hand stopped Fu Ran's movement at the right time, "You have to think about it carefully. You can't go back on your word when you decide this move."

She thought about it carefully, then withdrew her hand, "Oh, I'm not staying here, let me think about it."

After the whole chess game, Fu Ran had more regrets than moves.

After finally finishing a game with difficulty, she pushed the chessboard away with her hand, "It's so embarrassing, I said I'm not good at chess."

"It doesn't matter," Fu Songting started to clean up the chessboard, "I can teach you slowly, so that you can practice the ability to be invincible all over the world."

Fan Xian cherishes her even more, and the more she looks at her, the more she likes her more and more. After all, she is her own daughter. Blood is thicker than water. She will double compensate Fu Ran for the warmth she hasn't had in 20 years.

After Song Zhi was discharged from the hospital, he didn't stay well, complaining every day that he was bored at home.

Fu Ran took advantage of the weekend that Heping Nan was also at home to let them out for dinner. Qin Mumu rushed to date her boyfriend and released them. Fu Ran made a reservation early, but there was no other way. If you are crowded at night, you may not be able to get a seat.

Song Zhi ate it heartily and praised the taste. He Heping wiped her mouth nervously and ordered, "Don't eat too much spicy food, it will affect the baby."

"As long as you talk too much, the baby will follow me to eat spicy food and starve you to death."

Fu Ran picked up food for her, "He Ping is right, you should also avoid food for the baby. It's not that you are not allowed to eat, but you can't be greedy."

"Okay." Although Song Zhi was reluctant, he obediently agreed.

He Ping said with a smile, "It's still Fu Ran who can cure you."

Fu Ran raised her head, through the heat from the fish head pot, she inadvertently saw that the door was opened by the waiter, and suddenly a group of people walked in, instantly making the medium-sized store shine.

The handsome men and the beautiful women seem to be all crowded together.

Ming Chengyou at the beginning was only wearing a pink shirt in such a cold day. Fu Ran seemed to see him wearing this color for the first time. It looked really good with his peerless face and black and white peach blossom eyes.

His playmate, Fu Ran, also knew them all, and Kuang Zi was talking to the manager in a dawdly manner.

The female companion standing beside Ming Chengyou held his arm. She had a really good figure, not to mention her appearance.In fact, the group of people who came in were not bad, and Huan Feiyan was thinner than entertainment stars.

Ming Chengyou glanced across the hall, the indifference in his eyes met Fu Ran's unexpectedly.

Song Zhi sat opposite and chattered endlessly. Fu Ran didn't listen at all. Her eyes couldn't help falling on Ming Chengyou's arm, and then she avoided it and then retracted it.

Fu Ran picked up a piece of fish with a calm expression, and a group of people went to the box on the second floor under the personal reception of the manager.

There is a specially set independent space there, and sometimes there is no fun in just having a meal, and it takes a big enough scene for these young masters to enjoy themselves.

"Xiao Ran, eat, you look so skinny." Song Zhi had a lot of charm after she became pregnant, and every time she saw Fu Ran and Qin Mumu, she wished she could eat them like ribs.

Ming Chengyou walked into the box, and a group of people took their seats one after another, and the fun was over, but Ming Chengyou pushed the woman sitting next to him, and only lit a cigarette in his hand.

Looking coldly at the depravity of his former playmates who were addicted to wine and sex, he narrowed his beautiful and charming peach eyes, and slightly held his face with his hands, but such movements seemed enigmatic and charming.

This group of people, when he lost power, still played wildly with Kuang Zi every day, sneering and sarcasm better than anyone else, but Kuang Zi knew the one, and Ming Chengyou felt comforted, after all, his childhood feelings were there.

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Kuang Zi walked over to him, "Why don't you play?"

"I quit." Ming Chengyou took a puff on his cigarette.

Someone heard this and laughed loudly, "What did the third young master give up?"

Ming Chengyou's fingers holding the cigarette were slightly bent, his smile was not a smile, and he couldn't tell whether his expression was true or false. Wisps of smoke covered his face flickeringly, and the corners of his mouth slightly lifted, "Woman, I give the woman to you." Stop doing."

The crowd laughed.

Yingying Yanyan was even more giggling, and the woman who was holding Ming Chengyou's arm coquettishly said, "Third Young Master, you can really quit. If you can bear it, don't you ask your brothers if they agree?"

This remark caused laughter again.

Both Ming Chengyou and Kuang Zi are used to this kind of joke, and Kuang Zi asked his playmates to take all the women away.

Sitting beside Ming Chengyou, he lowered his voice and said, "Although these people have different faces every day, they still have to deal with them. They also know how to curry favor with you. We don't expect deep friendship."

Ming Chengyou's eyes showed a tired look, which flowed in his eyes, but it was well hidden.

Fu Ran ordered a few more plates of snacks, Song Zhi pressed the menu when he saw this, "Don't order, I'm almost full."

"This snack is very famous, you can pack it and take it home for breakfast tomorrow."

"No, He Ping will prepare every day."

Fu Ran brushed her hand away with a smile and handed the menu to the waiter, "You're being polite to me, unlike you, a foodie."

"Whoever eats food will eat food. It's best for you to eat like a little fat pig when you get pregnant in the future."

Fu Ran picked up a piece of fish and sent it to Song Zhi's bowl, "Eat yours."

When she looked up, she saw a dark shadow looming over her. The store manager was standing beside her table in business attire, "Miss Fu, Third Young Master invites you to have dinner upstairs."