Dyed

Fu Ran thought that Ming Chengyou was just asking this question, so she put the plate containing Shaqima in his hand, "Yes, before the benefits were not good, I went through a few, but after I signed a contract with mr, I tried to find them again." come back."

Ming Chengyou nodded thoughtfully.

"You can also see that our fu is not bad, and we have a better relationship with me in private."

"Good enough to be able to come and go in and out of your office for sure."

"Yes," Fu Ran pulled a chair and sat next to Ming Chengyou, she raised her eyebrows slightly, "Why did you say that suddenly?"

"It's nothing." Ming Chengyou searched for an English song as background music, "I've been to your studio and saw them coming in and out." He changed the subject again, "fu, you mean Fu, right?"

"Well, there are English signs all over the street, I have to follow the trend, fu, how meaningful is it?"

"Why wasn't it called ufo back then?" Ming Chengyou teased.

She glared at him, "Why isn't your company called UFO?"

Ming Chengyou smiled and took her hand, "Mr, isn't there enough meaning in it?"

mr.

Fu Ran repeated in her mouth, she never thought about it when she heard it, but now that he reminded her, she suddenly realized, "Ming Ran?"

"With my surname, I will crown you with your name."

When she took over Shisong and changed her name, You Yingrui was the first to react. She happily held Ming Chengyou's arm, "Mr, is that Mingrui? Chengyou, I like this name."

Ming Chengyou was dazed, the original intention in his heart, those he knew and those he didn't know might not know, just like Fu Ran, she would think in that direction only after he clicked a sentence.

Fu Ran leaned against Ming Chengyou, "Mr, so there is such a meaning."

He put his arms around Fu Ran's shoulders, "Your eyes have grown to the top of your head because of the fact that it was there early in the morning."

Ming Chengyou glanced at the time. After all, it was midnight and it wasn't as legitimate as before. It's not good to stay in the room for a long time like this. Fu Ran didn't ask him to stay and sent him downstairs.

Fu Songting was still watching TV, Fan Xian couldn't stand it for a long time, her head was resting on Fu Songting's shoulder, and she was wearing a coat.

Fu Ran smiled, and pulled Ming Chengyou out, "I'll tell them later, let's not bother me at this time."

Ming Chengyou looked across the living room and landed on the two people who were cuddling with each other, feeling unavoidably melancholy in his heart.

Fu Ran walked out of Fu's house with him. When Ming Chengyou started the engine, Fu Ran raised his hand and knocked on the car window.

He slowly lowered the car window, revealing the sculpted facial features above the firm and straight nose, Ming Chengyou asked with his eyes.

Fu Ran bent down, "Chengyou, don't go back to Zhongjing Haoting, go to your mother's place, don't let the house be too deserted during the Chinese New Year."

Ming Chengyou glanced at the side of Fu Ran's cheek, and was caught off guard by the scene he had just seen in Fu's living room. He took Fu Ran's hand and put it to his mouth for a soft kiss. His voice was hoarse, "Okay, I know."

Fu Ran held up her fingers and interlocked with him, "Go back, be careful when driving on the road."

Ming Chengyou saw Fu Ran's figure slowly turning into a black spot in the rearview mirror until it disappeared.

He stepped on the accelerator, and the roar of the sports car tore apart the quiet and desolate night. He quickly returned to Ming's house. Ming Chengyou opened the door and walked in. The frightening blackness cut off the landscape lights outside.

He vaguely saw a flickering light in the living room, Ming Chengyou walked through the entrance, the big TV in the living room was on, and the sound was very loud.

Li Yunling was sitting on the sofa, her upper body tilted, she must have fallen asleep, Ming Chengyou walked lightly, picked up the thin blanket next to her and put it on her lap.

Li Yunling opened her eyes suddenly, reached out and grabbed Ming Chengyou's wrist, probably dreaming, her expression was indescribably hazy.

After seeing the person in front of him clearly, he slowly let go of the strength in his hand, "Chengyou, didn't you say you want to go back to Zhongjing Haoting?"

"Mom, why are you alone at home?"

Li Yunling raised her hand and stroked her hair to see if the bun was loose. "Every Chinese New Year, I am alone, and Housekeeper Xiao and the servants have to go home. That child Mingrong has a wild temper. I guess he went out to play with friends again. Now you Dad is gone too..."

Ming Chengyou sat next to Li Yunling, took the remote control and lowered his voice, "Mom, I'm sorry, I have been ignoring your feelings outside these few years."

Li Yunling patted on the back of her son's hand, "Seeing that you can make a comeback now, what makes me more gratified than this, Chengyou, you are the upright son of my Ming family, and my mother's hope in this life is on you, how are you?" , I can be better."

Ming Chengyou stretched out his arms to embrace Li Yunling, "Mom, do you hate Dad?"

Li Yunling didn't speak for a long time, Ming Chengyou glanced at the photo of Ming Yunfeng on the bookshelf.

Li Yunling sighed, "What is there to hate?" She couldn't tell whether she loved more than hate, or hated more than love, "After all, in the past twenty years, he really praised you. In the palm of my hand, Chengyou, I am very pleased with this, because you are my son."

If you say you don't complain, you are lying.

The only thing Li Yunling can convince herself is this reason. Ming Yunfeng's favorite is always her son!

"Mom, go upstairs and rest."

"Chengyou, do you want to go back later?" Li Yunling pulled off the blanket covering her knees to get up.

"No, I'll stay at home with you these few days."

Ming Chengyou helped Li Yunling get up, he walked over to turn on the light, and turned off the TV.

The mother and son passed by the bookshelf and looked at Ming Yunfeng's photo. Li Yunling stood still, "Chengyou, I know you have always had resentment in your heart. Don't blame your father for the will, it must be the boss's doing."

After Ming Yunfeng passed away, Li Yunling repeatedly emphasized to Ming Chengyou that everything had nothing to do with Ming Yunfeng, and Ming Zheng was the one to blame.

Ming Chengyou helped her upstairs and prepared a cup of warm milk for her. After watching Li Yunling fall asleep, he tucked her quilt and stood beside the bed.

It's not just Zhao Lan, how has Li Yunling had a good time in the past two years?

Ming Yunfeng had never acknowledged the identity of Ming Zheng's illegitimate child before, and there was Ming Rong who was adopted at home, so the outside world had nothing but speculation about Ming Zheng.

It wasn't until at Ming Yunfeng's memorial service that he blatantly brought Zhao Lan to pay homage that this layer of window paper was pierced.

Li Yunling's refraining from going out for entertainment in the past two years is called self-cultivation, but she is actually avoiding the pressure of public opinion.

Born into a famous family, the most worrying thing is damage to reputation.

Ming Chengyou stayed at home with Li Yunling for the past few days during Chinese New Year, Ming Rong seldom came over, and You Yingrui followed Ming Chengyou's wishes and did not haunt Ming's house anymore after coming to pay New Year's greetings two days ago.

It wasn't until the fifth day that he had free time. Ming Chengyou went to Fu's house to pick up Fu Ran. Last night, he made an agreement with his uncle and aunt that today would be the end of the day. Fu Ran got into the car with a gift for You You.

When I arrived at the community, I saw Youyou wearing a knee-length down jacket from afar, stomping her feet while putting her hands to her lips and breathing as if waiting for them. When she saw Ming Chengyou's car, Youyou waved cheerfully, "Here."

Fu Ran opened the car door and walked into the back seat with You You, "It's not that we don't know the way, why are we still coming out to pick it up?"

"I can't wait," Youyou leaned on the back of the driver's seat with both hands, "Brother-in-law!"

This claim is extremely loud and full of confidence.