Dyed

"I said why can't I find it, it's mine, so it fell under your seat."

Fu Ran took out the napkin and cleaned up the potstickers that Song had woven.

It's also a coincidence that Qin Mumu's previous lip glosses are not much different from this one.

"Why did you drop your things into Xiaoran's car?"

Qin Mumu pinched her lip gloss and returned to her seat, "Two days ago, I got drunk at the bar and asked Xiaoran to pick me up."

Fu Ran washed her hands with mineral water, "Isn't it? I quarreled with Gu Lei again and drank myself in the middle of the night to look like a ghost."

"Mu Mu, what's the matter with you and Gu Lei?"

The topic was quickly changed. No one paid attention to a lip gloss that was accidentally dropped.

Qin Mumu's palm holding the lip gloss was dripping with sweat, it was so slippery that it almost fell off, she unzipped the zipper with trembling hands, and stuffed the thing in.

Inadvertently caught a glimpse of Fu Ranzheng's face talking and laughing with Song Zhi in the rearview mirror, she was so guilty that she hurriedly looked away, her eyes were red, and she quickly lowered her head.

Secretary Ni went directly to Ming Chengyou's office after receiving the call.

"Ivan, someone downstairs wants to see you."

Ming Chengyou didn't raise his head, "Don't you understand the rules?"

"She didn't have an appointment, but she said she was a friend of Fu Ran's and that you would definitely meet her."

Ming Chengyou thought carefully, the closest friends of Fu Ran's were Qin Mumu and Song Zhi, after he signed the document in his hand, "Let her come up."

"Yes."

Qin Mumu took the elevator to the 33rd floor nervously. The solemn working environment made her feel more uncomfortable. Secretary Ni led her to the office and opened the door for her, "Please come in."

She hesitated for a moment, then stepped in with her right foot stiffly.

Ming Chengyou met her before, and he asked Secretary Ni to make a cup of coffee.

"Is Miss Qin okay?" Ming Chengyou raised his head, looking at Qin Mumu who was sitting on the sofa with a pair of sharp and narrow peach blossom eyes.

Secretary Ni came in with coffee, and Qin Mumu subconsciously grabbed the bag in his hand. Seeing this, Ming Chengyou knew that she had something to say to him alone.

He waved his hand to signal Secretary Ni to go out, "Close the door."

"Let's talk." Qin Mumu was hardly given a chance to be dazzled, Ming Chengyou clasped the table with one hand, "You are Fu Ran's friend, so you might as well get straight to the point if you have something to say."

Qin Mumu lowered his head and opened the zipper, took out something from inside and held it in his hand.

She got up and walked towards Ming Chengyou.

He stared at her palm coldly until Qin Mumu stood in front of the huge desk with his palm spread out.

Something rolled onto the mahogany tabletop, making a crisp sound of rubbing.

Ming Chengyou glanced at it, it was lip gloss.

"What do you mean?"

"It was found under Fu Ran's co-pilot seat. She said that she had never lent her car to anyone else. I recognized it and said it was mine. But, young master San, you know very well how this thing came about. "

Qin Mumu avoided the lip gloss, as if if he looked at it more, his eyes would be stabbed a little deeper.

Ming Chengyou intertwined his fingers, resting his elbows on the edge of the table, his gaze became condensed, and he also guessed a little of her purpose for coming here, "I'll tell you the truth, I don't know the origin of this thing."

Qin Mumu's eyes sparkled with sarcasm, "I'm afraid Xiaoran won't believe what you say."

Ming Chengyou leaned back, and knew that Qin Mumu was not [-]% sure that he would not come to the door. It seemed that this thing had something to do with him.

He only used the Fu dye car for one day, and the only woman he ever carried was You Yingrui.

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Qin Mumu's face was weird, between hesitation and struggle, she knew that once she said it, it would not only be a matter of face, but also the friendship between her and Fu Ran would be severely damaged.

Even if Ming Chengyou doesn't say it, she doesn't say it, no one will know.

"It's come this far, don't you think it's too late to hesitate now?"

Qin Mumu raised her head with a pale face, her eyes were filled with embarrassment as if her scars had been ripped open nakedly, the corners of her mouth trembled, "I think you can give my boyfriend's company a hand."

"It's that simple?" Ming Chengyou spread his hands and said.

She nodded with great difficulty.

"Why don't you ask Fu Ran to speak directly?"

"I... I can't open my mouth, besides, what I said to you through Xiaoran..."

"Are you afraid that I will be perfunctory?" Ming Chengyou smiled half-smile, and the shallow arc of his thin lips was full of sarcasm, "Miss Qin, you and Xiaoran have been friends for nearly ten years, right?"

From high school until now.

Qin Mumu endured the red eye circles, "Yes."

"What about you and Gu Lei?"

Qin Mumu's hands hanging by his side clenched into fists, his voice was broken, "Don't ask, is that okay, this is my own business."

Ming Chengyou's eyes fell on the lip gloss, he picked it up and put it in front of his eyes, "Because you are Fu Ran's friend, even if you don't hold the so-called handle on me, whenever you open your mouth, I can't be perfunctory." It's all over. For mr, it's easy to bring your boyfriend's company back to life. Miss Qin," Ming Chengyou slammed the lip gloss in his hand into the trash can in the corner, "Congratulations, you and your boyfriend Is a good thing coming soon, friend?"

Qin Mumu couldn't resist, tears welled up immediately, "You won't tell Xiaoran, will you?"

Ming Chengyou shook his head, "No."

As if thinking she wasn't sad enough, Ming Chengyou also asked, "According to our agreement, you won't tell Fu Ran, will you?"

Qin Mumu's throat seemed to be blocked by cotton, she reached out to wipe away her tears, then turned around and took away the satchel on the sofa.

"Wait." Ming Chengyou called her in time.

Qin Mumu's staggering steps stopped.

"Remember, I am willing to help you not because of the things you brought. You know best how Fu Ran treats you and Song Zhi. I hope this is the last time."

Qin Mumu nodded and strode out of the office.

Secretary Ni looked at the figure who ran out in surprise, she couldn't hide her curiosity, why did Fu Ran's friend come to look for Ivan but left crying in the end?

Ming Chengyou sat in the office chair with the backlight. He adjusted his comfortable sitting posture and saw the lip gloss lying in the trash can.

Whether he fell into Fu Ran's car intentionally or unintentionally, he knew it clearly in his heart.

Qin Mumu walked out of the mr hall quickly, the air in her chest was being taken away inch by inch, she saw the gate in front of her and almost rushed through with all her strength, and when she reached the square, the almost suffocating feeling of lack of oxygen slowly dissipated .

Gu Lei waited for her in the car and honked the horn vigorously.

Qin Mumu was irritable for no reason.

She wiped away her tears and walked over.

"How about it, Young Master San agrees?" Gu Lei opened the door of the passenger seat for her.

Qin Mumu closed his eyes and nodded.

"Mu Mu, I really have you," Gu Lei held her face and kissed her vigorously, "Don't worry, I won't let you down. We will get married immediately after the company gets on the right track."

Qin Mumu's mind was not on this at all.