Dyed

The person standing at the door turned his body sideways.

When Fu Ran was free, she turned the doorknob with her right hand and walked out quickly. Her steps were a little staggering.

After the fright just now, her face became even paler than paper. She supported the wall with her palm, and pressed her other hand to her lower abdomen, and violent retching rushed to her throat.

The sound of footsteps came from behind, Fu Ran hurriedly wiped the corners of her mouth, clenched her fists to hold back the vomiting.

Ming Chengyou handed the document to the man beside him, and bowed his head to give him some instructions.

Walking out of the door with a long and tall body, Ming Chengyou raised his legs and wanted to leave, but his eyes suddenly touched Fu Ran's back, and he said to the man beside him, "You disturbed his dinner, you go to the front desk to pay the bill."

"Yes."

Fu Ran didn't look back, and repeated the scene just now in her mind. She was top-heavy. If she hadn't supported the wall, she would have squatted down as usual to calm down.

As the footsteps approached, Fu Ran straightened her back, and when the crowd was about to pass by, she strode towards the other end of the corridor.

Ming Chengyou stared dazedly at her back as she walked farther and farther away, her pace became slower and slower, and she even stopped.

The few people who followed did not dare to move rashly, Ming Chengyou looked away without blinking.

Fu Ran was like a light on her back, but she just didn't have the courage to face his back when he left.

His vision faded away, and the unfathomable bottom of the pool was well concealed. The broken heart could no longer be completely spliced ​​together, and the gap that was suddenly torn apart could not be repaired by anything or anyone.

"Third Young Master?"

Ming Chengyou recovered slightly.

He saw Fu Ran walking through the corridor, her thin body disappearing around the corner, a shadow was folded on the pale and glaring wall, Ming Chengyou's throat rolled lightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he swallowed it back when it reached his mouth.

Fu Ran walked out of the hotel in a daze, not forgetting to pay the bill before leaving.

She stood at the entrance of the bustling hotel, although the night had become boundless darkness, but it was a scorching summer after all, and the wind blowing on her face was hot and scalding.

Fu Ran pressed her cold palm to her face, and her body was still not completely relaxed due to the tension just now.

Ming Chengyou walked out of the hotel and saw Fu Ran walking towards the parking lot, his pace was no longer as hurried as before.

He was hidden in a dark corner, and the outline of his facial features became more and more gloomy and cold. Fu Ran didn't look back. If she only had to look at him, she would find that this man was really different from before.

At that time, Ming Sanshao lived a reckless and flamboyant life, even if he played tricks, it would make people itch with hatred, but the sunshine on his shoulders was still warm.

At this time, he is gradually growing into a character that people avoid. In the eyes of the people of Ying'an City, Ming Chengyou's eyes are slowly being deprived of all the humanity.

When the car came in front of him, Ming Chengyou looked back and sat in.

Fu Ran started the engine and left. The two cars slid out of the parking lot door at almost the same time. Ming Chengyou looked into the distance without squinting, and Fu Ran didn't turn his head to look at it. and go.

This is the so-called parting ways, right?

Ming Chengyou looked at the rearview mirror, the rear of the red Audi had already sped away, and he could only see a row of winding street lights like a long dragon without end or end.

Fu Ran opened the car window, the wind became more and more fierce, and it wouldn't hurt her face when it was blown on her face, but it was very hot. She held the steering wheel tightly with her fingers. After her heart was beating violently, it would have calmed down. Fu Ran turned on the stereo, and moved her body properly. Leaning back makes one feel extremely tired.

Song Zhi called and said that Qin Mumu's mood had stabilized, but he was always thinking about being sorry for her. Fu Ran understood what Song Zhi meant, and she wanted a word from Fu Ran.

To forgive or not to forgive, Song Zhi was straightforward, so he simply asked.

Fu Ran didn't say it clearly, after hanging up the phone, people felt more and more powerless.

How can some words be expressed clearly in two or three words?

The next day, Fu Ran set the alarm but still overslept. Fan Xian knocked on the door, and she went in and opened the curtains, "The sun is on the bed."

Fu Ran looked at the time, and then hurriedly stood up, but didn't think about it too quickly, the nausea rushing out of his chest couldn't be suppressed no matter what.

She hurried to the bathroom, Fan Xian heard the sound of vomiting, her heart sank again, and after Fu Ran came out, she asked cautiously, "Xiao Ran, have you had your period this month?"

Fu Ran turned around, "Mom, why are you asking this?"

Fan Xian saw that she was looking for clothes to change, "Xiaoran, I'm worried."

Fu Ran didn't dare to face Fan Xian head-on, "Mom, I've taken medicine."

Covering the bathroom door with her backhand, Fu Ran couldn't hide her guilty conscience. She washed her face with cold water, changed her clothes and went out. Fan Xian was no longer in the room. She prepared everything before going downstairs.

In the living room, as usual, the social fax news came.

Fu Songting threw away the newspaper in his hand, "Mr swallowed another company indirectly."

"Aren't you afraid of dying?" Fan Xian said from the side.

The news report happened to be broadcasting the company's materials. Fu Ran walked over slowly. If she hadn't experienced what happened last night, she would have thought it was a very common thing.

But looking at it now, Fu Ran felt unspeakably depressed.

It happened that such a thing happened to her.

Time passed very slowly, the news about Ming Chengyou spread to almost every news channel, more and more negative reports came over, and You Yingrui was still awake when Li Yunling found Zhongjing Haoting.

The servant went upstairs slowly, and You Yingrui quickly went downstairs after washing up and changing clothes.

"Where's Chengyou?" Li Yunling saw that it was still early and it was not time for work.

You Yingrui called her mother, "Chengyou didn't come back last night."

"What?" Li Yunling raised her voice, "You can rest assured that he will stay outside."

"Mom," You Yingrui took the tea brought by the servant, "Chengyou's company has been very busy recently, and you've seen the news. He may want to expand the company."

"Nonsense," Li Yunling slapped the table with her palm, "I came here for this matter. If this continues, mr will collapse. A small and medium-sized company needs economic management after being annexed. How can there be such a working capital in a short time? It's really not good. It's reassuring, the private life is clean after marriage, but I'd rather his rumored private matter..."

You Yingrui stood beside him aggrievedly, Li Yunling obviously didn't think about her, "When you see Chengyou, let him come back."

"it is good."

Listening to You Yingrui's tone of voice, Li Yunling also felt that her words were a bit heavy. She stretched out her hand to motion for You Yingrui to sit beside her, "Ruirui, Chengyou is not young anymore, you can't keep making me worry like this, mom still said the same thing , you hurry up to have a child, only with this relationship can the husband and wife be better maintained."

You Yingrui couldn't speak, so she nodded obediently.

Li Yunling's awakening made her think of the piece of meat in Fu Ran's stomach again. This matter has become her heart disease. From the beginning to the present, every time she thinks about it, her heart will throb.