Dyed

The car returned to Fu's house at a slow speed, and the lights in the living room were still on.

Fu Ran was sitting in the driver's seat. She took out the mirror to see the red and swollen eyes, and she barely got out of the car after applying a layer of powder.

Fan Xian was coming towards the garage with an umbrella, Fu Ran's heart warmed when she saw it, "Mom."

"Xiaoran, I just saw your car coming in." Fan Xian took the bag from her hand, and never mentioned what she did where she went today, "Have you eaten yet?"

"I ate at Song Zhi's house."

In fact, Fu Ran can guess without looking at it. The headline of today's news must be about her 'disturbing' Ming Chengyou's wedding scene.

It is impossible for Fan Xian and Fu Songting not to know.

After changing into slippers at the entrance, Fan Xian followed Fu Ran to the second floor and helped her put away the bath water, "It's raining as soon as it's said, so hurry up and take a bath and sleep."

Fan Xian found a set of pajamas and came out. Fu Ran sat on the edge of the bed lazily, not wanting to move, "Mom, thank you."

Fan Xian put the pajamas in Fu Ran's hands, and she patted Fu Ran's shoulder, "Go."

Knowing that she was feeling uncomfortable, Fan Xian didn't stay too long, and closed the door when she went out.

Fu Ran came to the window after taking a shower, the rain washed the transparent glass, and the gurgling water flowed down, meandering and long.

She stretched out her finger and brushed it away, suddenly a flash of lightning split the sky into two, accompanied by violent tremors, as if the glass was about to be shaken off.

Fu Ran's pale face was made weaker and weaker against the background.

With her hands hanging by her sides, she closed all the curtains of the room before turning around, but accompanied by lightning and thunder, the bedroom would still be as bright as day several times.

Fu Ran sat on the bed with her knees tightly hugged, her face resting on her knees could not distinguish between happiness and anger.

The room was so quiet, occasionally accompanied by loud noises, but Fu Ran's heart was very empty, and she felt extremely quiet.

After returning home, she never cried again. The moment she fled from Ming Chengyou's wedding scene, she felt a sudden sense of pain. For a moment, it was very painful, like skin and bone, but now it really faded away.

Fu Ran's bending movement caused discomfort in her lower abdomen, and she suddenly remembered that there was a new life growing in her body.

The appearance of the child was completely beyond her expectation, but Fu Ran knew that she could not keep this child.

She understands better than anyone else that if she really gives birth to the child, then she will take on the embarrassing status of a third party and cannot be forgotten over time, because if she has a child, the child will be an illegitimate child.

It's not like she didn't see how Mingzheng was treated and looked down upon in the Ming family.

Fu Ran curled up and lay back, thinking of Song Zhi's baby unexpectedly in her mind, with her black eyes open cutely, if she gave birth to him, she would be able to hold this little person like this every day next year.

Fu Ran held her fingers, the throbbing of the baby's palm encircling her index finger was still there.

She was in a state of confusion, an angelic life was given to her, and before she had time to give him love and care, she wanted to force her to understand whether it was too cruel for the baby before he was formed and when he was unable to control himself ?

She tossed and turned, but if she was born, where would she find him a complete home?

The tears in Fu Ran's eyes fell down, and when she thought it could be over, she was dragged back to get involved with Ming Chengyou again.

Fu Ran covered her face in the quilt, and the life in her lower abdomen twitched a few times as if she felt it. She tried her best to suppress her emotions, rubbing her palms lightly on her abdomen, and the discomfort was relieved.

The next day.

Ming Chengyou took the lead to open the door to go out, but Housekeeper Xiao was startled at the door, "Three, third young master?"

"Housekeeper Xiao, what are you doing posting here so early in the morning?"

Housekeeper Xiao's mind was spinning rapidly, "Madam asked me to go upstairs and invite you to have breakfast."

You Yingrui, who came out afterward, had decent makeup, but still couldn't hide his tiredness. Seeing Steward Xiao's poking his head, Ming Chengyou jokingly said, "Housekeeper Xiao, do you still want to go downstairs with the bed and sheets in your room like you did back then?"

Housekeeper Xiao blushed, "San Shao, what are you talking about?"

Ming Chengyou said so casually, but dusty memories flooded in. He clearly remembered the words Fu Ran said shyly: Chengyou said he didn't like being in bed, so...so we are in the bathroom.

The corners of his mouth curled up subconsciously, Housekeeper Xiao really just came to ask them to go down for breakfast, and Ming Chengyou said that, it seemed more and more like he was going to do something shameful.

The three of them went downstairs one after another. A sumptuous breakfast was placed on the dining table. Li Yunling was adding porridge to the bowl with her own hands. You Yingrui walked over and obediently called her mother, "I'll help you."

"Sit down." Li Yunling signaled You Yingrui to take a seat beside her.

Pushing the baked bread to You Yingrui, Li Yunling smiled and glanced at her expression, "Didn't sleep well last night? You're so haggard."

You Yingrui was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say, Ming Chengyou took over the conversation and said, "Mom, let's move back to Zhongjing Haoting tonight."

Li Yunling smeared jam on the slices of bread angrily, "I know you young people want private space, do you think I'm in the way here?"

"Mom," You Yingrui said in a rather coquettish tone, "how can I, I wish I could stay by your side, and there are so many delicious things every day."

Li Yunling took the back of You Yingrui's hand and patted it lightly, "It's all empty talk, it's serious business for you to quickly let me hold a grandson, you and Cheng You are not young, and some of the children in his group can run away gone."

"Mom," Ming Chengyou interrupted her impatiently, "I don't think about such a thing yet."

"Chengyou, you're already 27," Li Yunling came up angrily when she heard this, "I can let you mess around with other matters, but the children's affairs are not allowed. You are the only child in our Ming family. I don't pin my hopes on you. Who else can I count on from you?"

Ming Chengyou drank two mouthfuls of porridge, but lost his appetite because of Li Yunling's words, "Don't you still have the eldest and second child? You are anxious to hold your grandson and let them give birth to you."

You Yingrui paused when she picked up the spoon, and when she looked up, she saw Li Yunling's complexion suddenly changed. She hurried to speak, but Li Yunling dropped the chopsticks in her hand, "Are you trying to piss me off? Forget it, why did you bring Ming Zheng into it? He is an illegitimate child, is he assigned to continue the incense of our Ming family?"

"Mom..." You Yingrui saw that Li Yunling was very angry, "Chengyou didn't mean that."

"That's what I mean," Ming Chengyou didn't listen to You Yingrui's words at all, "Mom, let me tell you the truth, I don't want a child."

You Yingrui was startled, how could she have thought that Ming Chengyou could say such a thing, she was full of astonishment, she raised her head and looked at Ming Chengyou who had stood up, "Chengyou?"

Li Yunling's wrist trembled, "Say it again?"

"Let me tell you this," Ming Chengyou kicked the chair away, "It's impossible for me to have children."

You Yingrui's almond-shaped eyes opened wide, and his gaze touched the resolute cold light of his leather belt. Ming Chengyou ignored Li Yunling's livid face and left with his hands. You Yingrui covered her face with her hands and wept.

Li Yunling pushed away the bowl and chopsticks, without any appetite.