Dyed

Fu Ran stared at Ming Chengyou's skillful movements. He fastened the belt, and the crisp click of the belt head made her open her eyes as if she had just woken up from a dream.

Fu Ran looked at the belt, which was almost exactly the same as the one she bought at the beginning. She had doubts in her heart, but she always had to be sure before speaking.

After Ming Chengyou got dressed, she urged Fu Ran, and she followed Ming Chengyou down the stairs, took out the gift from the trunk and took it to his car, and then the two set off for Ming's house.

Arriving at the Ming Family Villa, it was almost eleven o'clock at noon, which was the usual time for eating.

As soon as the car stopped, Fu Ran pushed open the door and got out of the car while holding her things, "It's just this time, it's too rude."

"It's okay," Ming Chengyou comforted, and took the gift box from Fu Ran's hand, "Let's go."

Housekeeper Xiao looked around the entrance, and finally saw the figures of the two, "Madam, they are here."

Li Yunling sat on the sofa, "Come on."

While talking, Ming Chengyou had brought Fu Ran to the entrance of the hall, butler Xiao found slippers for them, and then took the things.

Fu Ran felt uneasy, Ming Chengyou held her hand tightly, and the two walked into the living room together, "Mom."

Fu Ranhui held Ming Chengyou, "Auntie, hello."

Li Yunling's eyes turned from the drama channel on the TV to Fu Ran's eyes, and Fu Ran's eyes met. Fu Ran's expression was calm, and his lips smiled and did not avoid it in the slightest.

Can you still laugh?

Li Yunling couldn't help sneering at her, "I'm sorry, I'm used to being called mother before, so I thought you were calling someone else when you called aunt."

Fu Ran couldn't hear the deep meaning in her words, Ming Chengyou held her hand tightly, his face was displeased, "Mom..."

Fu Ran grabbed Ming Chengyou's arm without a trace, "Auntie, it's okay."

The sternness in Li Yunling's eyes was slightly concealed, could she really accept this?

Steward Xiao stood by, and Ming Chengyou took Fu Ran to his seat, and asked casually, "Butler Xiao, is lunch ready?"

Li Yunling hummed a ditty in tune with the opera on the TV, Xiao Butler didn't stand or leave, "Here, third young master..."

Ming Chengyou glanced at the kitchen not far away, the door was open, but there was no servant inside.

"Today I let them go on vacation. Whoever wants to stay here for dinner can do it himself." Li Yunling interjected without squinting.

"Mom, what do you mean?!"

Li Yunling picked up the remote control and lowered the volume, "You said temporarily that you would bring someone back, how could I have the time to prepare? Besides, does this look like a visit? Look at what time it is, do you want to come back?" I'm done talking, and it's only polite when you come up to eat directly?"

Fu Ran saw the mother and son choking, "Auntie, I'm sorry, it was my rudeness."

"My company is in a hurry. I called you in advance in the morning."

Li Yunling dusted the hem of the dark green Suzhou embroidery cheongsam, she stood up gracefully, "Chengyou, I didn't mean to blame Miss Fu in my words."

Fu Ran hurriedly stood up, "Since I have this opportunity today, it just so happens that I have learned a few new dishes recently, so Auntie might as well let me try them."

"Fu Ran, let's go out to eat." Ming Chengyou stopped.

"The kitchen is over there." Li Yunling gestured to Butler Xiao with her eyes, "Butler Xiao, take Miss Fu there."

It's not that Fu Ran insisted on showing it off, but that the meaning in Li Yunling's words was too clear.

She didn't feel too wronged, after all, this breath was swallowed in Li Yunling's stomach, and if she didn't get rid of it, her life with Ming Chengyou would not be easy.

Butler Xiao brought Fu Ran to the kitchen, which was filled with fresh organic ingredients. Butler Xiao helped her, Ming Chengyou leaned on the sofa, and Li Yunling sat back in the original place.

"mom?"

Li Yunling held a folding fan in her hand and tapped on her knees, "Kuangzi told me about your recent events, how long are you going to hold her?" Li Yunling pointed to the kitchen with the folding fan in her hand, " Such a woman is also worthy, I don't want to care about how you play outside, but you still bring her home now? Tell me, why are you so happy? "

"I didn't have any good intentions, okay?" Ming Chengyou waved his hand impatiently.

"Only Ruirui can bear you." Li Yunling opened the folding fan decorated with ink paintings and fanned it vigorously a few times, "I think you are too happy to leave. Fu Ran has shown that she wants to be nice to you. You can tell her after dinner, If she knows the truth, it can be considered that she can overcome her cruelty to leave that day, and then you two don't owe each other, can you live your own life?"

Ming Chengyou didn't even want to refuse.

Her eyes were full of Fu Ran busy in the kitchen. She was wearing an apron and her hair was simply tied behind her head. When she turned around and washed her hands at the counter, she saw the two people in the living room from the corner of her eye. Light, but heartwarming.

"Mom, you promised not to interfere in this matter."

"Chengyou, have you thought out a way out for Ruirui?"

Ming Chengyou answered very simply, "I know better than you what she wants and what kind of person she is."

Housekeeper Xiao quickly cut the American celery in his hand with a kitchen knife, while Fu Ran served the dishes, "Housekeeper Xiao, has Auntie's taste not changed in the past two years?"

Butler Xiao responded indifferently, "It basically hasn't changed."

Li Yunling's favorite dish, Fu Ran, knew something about it. She opened the refrigerator and took out the eggs. Butler Xiao paused for a moment while chopping the vegetables, "Miss Fu, why did you have to leave?"

Fu Ran asked back, "You also think I did something wrong, don't you?"

"I only know that those days were the most difficult for the third young master. He drank like mud every day, and my wife was so distressed that her eyes were red from crying. No matter how weak your relationship was at the beginning, with you, even if you were just talking to him It's also good to talk. Miss Fu, your heart is too cruel. "

Things are, people are not.

In the final analysis, the difference between Young Mistress and Miss Fu is just a title, but the meanings they represent are different.

Fu Ran didn't explain, and started cooking in the kitchen intently.

Due to the limited time, she made a few home-cooked dishes, eight dishes and one soup, and when she brought them into the restaurant, the clock swiped to the seat at 12:30.

Ming Chengyou was hungry, so Steward Xiao came over to invite Li Yunling to have a meal.

"I don't know if it suits your taste." Fu Ran opened the seat for Li Yunling.

She roughly glanced at the dishes, "I remember you didn't cook in the capital of Evian before, did you live a life where you were not used to clothes and food and mouth?"

Fu Ran ignored the second half of her sentence, "I learned these dishes from my mother, you can try them."

Ming Chengyou pulled away the chair, took off the apron for Fu Ran, and handed it to Butler Xiao beside him, "Sit down, do you want some drinks?"

"Need not."

Housekeeper Xiao served Li Yunling a bowl of soup. She put the folding fan by her hand, but she didn't move her chopsticks immediately, "Miss Fu is caring, remember what I like to eat."

Ming Chengyou picked up the chopsticks dishes and put them in Li Yunling's bowl, she stretched out her hand and pushed them, "But people change, let alone tastes, I haven't touched these dishes since Yunfeng died, and I just thought you wouldn't come over , I ate with Housekeeper Xiao."

Ming Chengyou put down his chopsticks and looked at Li Yunling.