Dyed

Fu Ran's almond eyes widened, and it was difficult to hide the shock in her eyes.

Her mind was blank, only seeing You Zhaofu's mouth opening and closing.

Shen Sufen sat beside her with her head drooped, and Fu Ran could only see her forehead from her drooping head.

The orientation of this apartment is very good, the sunlight penetrates into the living room, and even the back of your feet can feel the warmth.

You Zhaofu said a lot of words, foaming at the mouth, Fu Ran was calm when she heard her own voice, she interrupted, "Why didn't you say it early in the morning?"

You Zhaofu's unfinished words were stuck in his throat, and he rubbed the back of his hands uncomfortably, "This kind of thing is our wickedness, how dare we tell you?"

"No, I mean, after I married the Ming family, since you planned to tell my parents the truth, why did you make up such a lie?"

You Zhaofu remained silent, and said for a while, "The Ming family's power in Ying'an City, after all..."

Fu Ran fell into the sofa in a daze, Shen Sufen reached out to wipe her tears, You Zhaofu also avoided her sight, the living room was empty and silent, "If this is the case, wouldn't it be better to bury it in my heart?"

"Xiao Ran," You Zhaofu sighed, "We also heard that you and Ming Sanshao got close recently, so we had no choice but to say it. Think about who killed you for 20 years outside. Could it be a marriage, Ming Yun?" Does Feng just want to make amends?"

Fu Ran leaned up and took the teacup on the coffee table, the water in it was still warm.

Fu Ran's eyes were fixed on You Zhaofu's face. He seemed to be more excited than her. Realizing Fu Ran's gaze, his speech speed gradually slowed down, and finally stopped.

"Who killed me for more than [-] years, don't you know?"

Shen Sufen raised her head with trembling shoulders.

"Xiaoran, what do you mean?" You Zhaofu straightened his neck.

"No matter what the reason is, you were the ones who took me out of the hospital and sent You Yingrui to Fu's house, right? Yes, people are selfish, but such emotions cannot be based on hurting others. You guys Firstly, it was Ming Yunfeng who saw you make the switch, and now he said that he instructed, at least, the hands and feet are on your own body, right? If it wasn’t for selfishness, how could it be today?”

"Xiao Ran, stop talking." Shen Sufen covered her face and cried, "We are the ones who are sorry for you."

"I'm also doing it for her own good, why are you crying!"

You Zhaofu was lucky not to hit one point, "What are the main criminals and accomplices on TV? Why are you angry with us?"

Fu Ran felt powerless watching his jumping up and down.

She hopes to treat them as filial as her biological parents, but it is a misplaced family relationship after all.

At first, Fu Ran heard the same thing, until You Zhaofu said straightforwardly, think about who killed you for 20 years when you were away, and the grievances that had been hidden in your heart for so many years burst out in an instant.

Ever since she returned to Fu's house, they had never thought of having a heart-to-heart conversation with her.

On the day she and You Yingrui switched back, Fu Ran saw Shen Sufen and You Zhaofu holding their daughter and crying over and over again, "Ruirui, we are the ones who are sorry for you."

So what about her?

It was only recently that she realized how happy it was to be with her biological parents.

Fu Ran picked up the satchel on the sofa and got up. She rushed to the door in two or three steps, and when she opened the door, she said, "Uncle, aunt, goodbye."

Shen Sufen was startled, then screamed and cried, "Xiaoran!"

The door slammed shut.

You Zhaofu's face was livid, and Shen Sufen stood up and stretched out his hand to scratch him, "You can say such things about money obsessed, give me back my Xiaoran!"

You Zhaofu slapped it back, "I told you to talk more, otherwise what do you think, go drink the northwest wind!"

Fu Ran rushed into the elevator with disordered footsteps. She always held this family affection carefully, even if it was labeled as fragile, it was useless. They never really thought about her.

Fu Ran walked out of the community, and was surprised to find that it was snowing in the sky. She clearly remembered that the living room of You's house was bright and sunny, and the sky changed in just a short time.

She took out the car keys, opened the door and sat in. When a call came in, Fu Ran turned a deaf ear to it and stepped on the accelerator to leave the community.

The snow has just fallen, and it can be seen that the ground is starting to get wet, and it may be the same as this year's first snow, and it will last a whole day.

Fu Ran had no time to appreciate it, and the phone kept ringing like a hypnotist.

She threw the satchel on the passenger seat, and didn't bother to look at it even though it shook the sky.

My mind is really blank, I can't think of anything.

She was driving aimlessly on the road and didn't want to go home at this time.

Seeing the snow getting bigger and bigger, and the vast white charming eyes, Fu Ran heard the sound of a horn behind him.

She didn't cross the line, she didn't even look at it, she just drove forward.

"Beep beep-"

Soon, the car behind her was driving side by side with her, the window was lowered, and the man raised his voice, "Fu Ran!"

She looked sideways and saw Ming Chengyou beckoning her to stop.

Fu Ran stepped on the accelerator to accelerate, but Ming Chengyou forced the Audi car to stop on the side of the road.

He didn't hold an umbrella either, and went directly to Fu Ran's driver's seat, reached out and patted the car window, "Get down."

She was still holding the steering wheel tightly with both hands. When she heard him knocking on the window impatiently, Fu Ran picked up her bag and opened the door to go out.

"What's wrong with you, are you driving so fast to go to reincarnation?"

As soon as Ming Chengyou finished speaking, he saw a black shadow sweeping past his eyes, and Fu Ran's handbag had already swept over.

He subconsciously covered his face with his hands, and Fu Ran slammed his arm several times. You Zhaofu's words were like stabbing a needle in her heart again, deep and ruthless.

Ming Chengyou couldn't stand it anymore, the iron ring of the clutch bag hit his wrist, "You crazy."

"I'm crazy, you go, don't follow me." Fu Ran pushed her hard.

Ming Chengyou turned sideways, glanced at her face from the corner of the eye, saw Fu Ran's eye circles were red, and his lips were tightly pursed, Ming Chengyou asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Fu Ran remained silent, the cold snowflakes soaked into the neckline, and the black hair became whiter and thinner.

The heat in the car was pouring out continuously, but she was still shivering from the cold, and her legs couldn't stop shaking.

Ming Chengyou reached out to touch her face, but Fu Ran dodged in shock, "I'm fine."

"He said it was okay, wandering around here like a wandering spirit," Ming Chengyou grabbed her wrist, "Go, go shopping with me."

Fu Ran struggled but did not break away, "I'm not in the mood."

He lowered his face, and he could already see that something was wrong with her.

Ming Chengyou saw the snowflakes falling on Fu Ran's body with the howling cold wind, and her fine eyelashes were also stained with light white.

She was already wearing little clothes, so standing in the cold wind is simply looking for abuse.

"go!"

Fu Ran slapped his hand off, and shrank back into the driver's seat.

She was wearing a low-necked sweater, and the solidified snowflakes met the heating in the car and turned into icy water, gurgling down the bulge on her chest.

Ming Chengyou bent over and pressed down the collar of his shirt, "Where did you go today?"

"Leave me alone."

Oh, have you eaten gunpowder?