Dyed

In the past ten days, Ming Chengyou's injury has recovered, and the relationship between the two is not as tense as before.

Knowing Fu Ran's birthday, Li Yunling prepared a gift for her in advance. It was a pair of crystal clear jade bracelets. It was said that it was still a high-quality old jade, which could be cherished as a family heirloom of the Ming family.

Fu Ran knew that the price was expensive, and wanted to store it, but couldn't stand Li Yunling's insistence, so she had to put it on carefully to attend the birthday dinner.

Ming Chengyou looked at Fu Ran who was sitting on pins and needles with a funny smile, "I didn't ask you to go to the deep lake and tiger's den, why did you make such an expression?"

Fu Ran raised her two arms, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "How much money does this cost? I hang it on my hand. Do I still dare to move it?"

Ming Chengyou couldn't help laughing, the smile between the corners of his eyes and brows was unobstructed, and the lines of his face outlined his innate evil smell that could charm all living beings. Li Yunling insisted on letting Fu Ran wear the bracelet, which was nothing more than giving her a long face.

When he came to the Fu's mansion, he put one hand on the steering wheel and did not get out of the car, "It seems that the scene is quite big tonight, your parents have spent a lot of money."

Seeing him not moving, Fu Ran asked, "Aren't you going to get out of the car?"

Ming Chengyou turned sideways, resting his arm on the back of Fu Ran's head, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly playfully, "I'll go to Shen Ning, and I'll pick you up when the dinner is over."

Fu Ran's eyes dimmed. There must be a lot of people at the meeting, and they were all waiting to see her and Ming Chengyou get married. She just nodded and opened the car door to get out.

"Wait," Ming Chengyou clasped Fu Ran's left wrist, "Stay here and wait for me to come back."

Fu Ran looked at the hall of Fu's house through the dazzling lights, but she didn't look back at Ming Chengyou, "Got it."

She gathered her shawl tightly and got out of the car. Fu Ran stood beside the car for a while, and Ming Chengyou seemed to hear her sigh through the thin car window.

Fu Ran stared at her toes, with her chin almost buried in her neck. Seeing Fan Xian coming out ecstatically to greet her from a distance, Fu Ran strode forward.

Her back is particularly straight, but Ming Chengyou can see that her legs are stiff, and she still rejects this place in her heart.

Fan Xian saw Ming Chengyou's car slowly driving out of the mansion, "Xiaoran, where is Chengyou going?"

"He's in trouble."

Fan Xian took Fu Ran's hand thoughtfully, she vaguely guessed something but didn't point it out, "Come, I'll wait for you."

Fu Ran walked side by side into the garden with her. Fan Xian looked up at Fu Ran's side face. Fu Ran's outline resembled her very much, but she was cold-tempered and not as lovable as You Yingrui.

Thinking of that child, Fan Xian felt a little embarrassed, "Xiaoran..."

The garden was newly decorated, and Fu Ran didn't know most of the people. They only vaguely knew that they were Fu Songting's official friends. She didn't hear Fan Xian calling her, so Fu Ran walked forward in a daze.

The door of the main hall of Fu's house was suddenly pulled open, and she didn't stop until she saw You Yingrui who was surrounded by her.

Fan Xian walked over and took You Yingrui's hand and returned to Fu Ran, "Xiaoran, you and Ruirui have the same birthday, and your father and I discussed that we will celebrate together."

You Yingrui was wearing a goose-yellow tube top dress. Fu Ran knew this brand, and she couldn't get it without a six-figure figure.

There are several girls of the same age behind him, dressed in noble and elegant temperament, they are all friends of You Yingrui when he was in Fu's house.

Fu Ran looked at herself without any trace, and Ming Chengyou chose her dress.

"Xiaoran, I'm very glad that we can celebrate our birthday together." You Yingrui held out her hand gracefully.

Fu Ran held it back, but her eyes drifted into the distance inadvertently. Birthdays should be celebrated, but who would have thought that the day when she and You Yingrui were switched would not be today 24 years ago?

Fan Xian held their hands and took Fu Ran and You Yingrui to greet Fu Songting. Fu Ran didn't like to socialize, so she found an excuse to hide in a quiet corner.

Fan Xian dragged You Yingrui through the crowd, with a natural intimacy on her face, without restraint, "Ruirui, I heard that Uncle Zhao's son has just returned from studying abroad. I made an appointment with your Aunt Zhao early in the morning."

"Mom, are you giving me a blind date?"

"Mom can rest assured only after finding a good family for you. Who made our Ruirui my heart?"

You Yingrui smiled cutely, and followed behind Fan Xian without saying a word.

Standing in front of the grape trellis, Fu Ran vaguely heard voices behind him, "The native chicken has turned into a phoenix, and it's not the same level of people at first glance."

A few figures approached gracefully, half of her moonlight was blocked by the darkness, and the leading woman patted Fu Ran on the shoulder, "Are you Ming Sanshao's fiancée?"

Ask knowingly.

"Is something wrong?"

"Hey, what kind of attitude is this? Don't you know how to be polite?"

"Politeness is also divided into grades."

The woman's face was stiff, and she retracted her palms resentfully and put them on her chest, "Why didn't you see the third young master? We played crazy together a while ago."

Knowing that she was provocative, Fu Ran wanted to avoid her. When she passed by, her shoes accidentally stepped on the skirt of the woman, and the sound of hair exploding came from her ears, followed by a slap without warning.

"Snapped!"

Crisp and loud.

Even if she was mentally prepared, she never thought that the other party would hit someone.

Fu Ran covered her face.

"It looks like you were the one who hit you," the woman said in arrogance, and then said the name of her high-ranking father, "I forgive you for not daring to fight back, you should stay in that small place and never come out, so that Ruirui will suffer Such a big grievance."

Fu Ran doesn't care who your father is, she can't afford it. Seeing that the woman opened and closed her mouth and said something worse, she swung her hand away without hesitation.

When Fan Xian rushed here with You Yingrui, the scene was almost out of control. The woman had never been so angry, and she ignored the etiquette and posture. The bracelet that had been worn for her for less than three days broke into two pieces.

She was shocked, and hurriedly bent down to pick it up.

"what happened?"

Fu Songting and another middle-aged man of similar age strode forward. The woman covered her face and held the other's hand, "Dad, she hit me, look at my face."

Fu Ran picked up the bracelet, it's a pity to lose such a fine jade.

He was only half standing up, his knees were still bent, but a stern male voice above his head exploded like five thunders. Fu Ran had to prop up his knees to hear more clearly. "Dad, what did you say?"

Fu Songting stared at her face and repeated, "Xiaoran, apologize to Miss Wang."

The woman raised her face proudly, and the middle-aged man hurriedly smoothed things over, "Forget it, old Fu, Xu Ting is also at fault."

Fan Xian let go of You Yingrui's hand, and she nervously protected Fu Ran, "Xiao Ran, are you okay?"

"Xiaoran, apologize to Miss Wang."

You Yingrui was standing by the side, she shouldn't have interrupted at this time.Fu Ran twitched the corner of her mouth, the slap was so severe that her mouth was numb.

A three-layer cake filled with wishing candles was rolled out from the house. The waiter didn't know, so he said with a smile on his face, "Please blow out the candles tonight's princess."

Fu Ran clenched her lips, raised her heavy arm and pointed at You Yingrui, "Where is the princess?"

Fan Xian's eyes were red, and she felt unspeakably uncomfortable. Fu Ran took the bag and strode away. Fu Songting and the middle-aged man next to him apologized. Disperse.

Fan Xian wanted to chase her out, but when she saw Fu Ran stop the car, she burst into tears, "Can't you see that Xiao Ran has been wronged so much? You need her to apologize to others, she has suffered enough !"

Fu Songting withdrew his gaze, and only said coldly, "If Ruirui were my daughter, I would still make her bow her head and apologize when something like this happened to her today."

Ming Chengyou drove to Fu's house, just as the turmoil dissipated, he took out a jewelry box from his suit pocket, he had ordered this jewelry ten days ago, and on the way he received a call asking him to pick it up, he Of course, she lied to Fu Ran by talking about going to Shen Ning.

He slammed on the car door and entered the garden, looked around but couldn't find Fu Ran, Ming Chengyou moved, but his arm was grabbed by a force.

"Third Young Master."

He looked back and saw that it was his usual playmate, "Are you here too?"

"You just missed a good show."

"Oh?"

"Your woman was beaten..." He leaned forward and elaborated, Ming Chengyou's handsome face became livid with the man's vivid speech.

Seeing that his brows were tightly frowned and his gaze was menacing, the man simply added fuel to the picture, telling Fu Ran how pitiful he was, as wronged as a child bride who was squeezed out in the old society.

Ming Chengyou backed away, and the surroundings were condensed with bone-chilling cold. He took out his mobile phone and called Fu Ran, but he heard that the other party had turned off the phone.

Dare to cut his women, all of them are tired and crooked.

Although he and Fu Ran haven't slept yet, it will be a matter of time anyway. Ming Sanshao upheld a good style when he was a child, and he is kind and bullied. It's a woman.