Dyed

When Wang Xuting called You Yingrui, she was doing a beauty treatment, and Wang Xuting scolded her for being so late.

You Yingrui returned to the car after finishing in a hurry, "I'm also impatient, but there's nothing I can do, the baby wasn't born in my stomach."

"Then you wait to be someone's stepmother."

You Yingrui was lucky, "It's not necessarily true, Cheng You said he doesn't like children."

"You're stupid," Wang Xuting pointed at the point, "It's not a question of whether you like it or not, it's that he does exist. I've been paying attention to Fu Ran these days. She seems to really want to give birth to a child. After all, she is three Can he let him let go of his own flesh and blood? And your mother-in-law, who yells every day to tell you to have a baby quickly, and she must know about this matter, I see how stubborn you are!"

You Yingrui also realized the seriousness of the matter, "Then what should I do?"

"As you said, the only way to get the child out of Fu Ran's stomach is to let her destroy it by herself. Just tell her clearly, don't try to use the child to get back together, interrupt her thoughts, or like this..." Wang Xuting lowered her voice and said something on the other end of the phone.

Fu Ran drove the car out of the house, and You Yingrui didn't dare to go to Fu's house after what happened last time.

She parked the car 500 meters away, and when she saw Fu Ran's car coming out, she turned the steering wheel, but Fu Ran slammed on the brakes and almost hit the rear of You Yingrui's car.

You Yingrui got out of the car quickly, and she walked to Fu Ran's car in a few steps, "I want to talk to you."

"I have nothing to talk to you about." Fu Ran stared straight ahead.

You Yingrui raised her head and looked in the direction of Fu's house, it was difficult for her to go back to that house, she knew, "Fu Ran, don't think that I really don't understand what you're thinking, on the day of our wedding ceremony you made such a fuss, who will see it? Also, you are pregnant, don't you give up?"

Fu Ran didn't expect You Yingrui to know about it, "What I think has nothing to do with you."

"Why has nothing to do with me?" You Yingrui stood in front of the car window, "The child you are carrying belongs to my husband."

"The child is my own." Although Fu Ran knew that this sentence was far-fetched, she really didn't want to have anything to do with Ming Chengyou.

"Have you ever asked us if Chengyou and I want it?" You Yingrui bent down and looked directly at Fu Ran.

She couldn't help clenching the hand hanging by her side, "I didn't intend to let him know, as for you, you can pretend to be deaf and dumb, you live your happy life, and it's best not to have any contact with each other forever."

"It's a good saying that we don't know each other forever," You Yingrui said with sarcasm, "But there is a child between you, can you really do what you said?"

Fu Ran was dumb, but also felt deeply helpless, because she herself gave You Yingrui the reason to come to her.

Seeing that she was speechless, You Yingrui took advantage of the victory to pursue her, "Besides, Cheng You doesn't need you to give birth to him if he wants a child." She pressed her palm to her abdomen, "Fu Ran, I'm pregnant too. Tell me, he will accept an illegitimate child. Or a wedlock?"

Fu Ran's gaze followed You Yingrui's hand to her lower abdomen, but she still couldn't achieve the peace she thought she had.

She raised the corners of her lips and stood up straight, "Fu Ran, I'm also doing it for your own good. Cheng You hates Zhao Lan's mother and son the most. Do you know how sensitive he is to the word illegitimate child?"

Fu Ran sneered, "You don't need to remind me all the time. If it was really for my own good, you wouldn't make this trip. In the end, I'm still afraid that my child will be bad for you. This is my own business, and you have no right to interfere. "

Although her attitude is tough, she has no confidence in the end.

You Yingrui is Mrs. Ming's identity, so she can use this to stab her at any time.

Fu Ran started the engine, slowly raised the window, "Get out of the way."

Before she left, You Yingrui did not forget to add, "If you want to find Chengyou, you will only humiliate yourself."

Because the road ahead was blocked by You Yingrui's car, Fu Ran had to turn the steering wheel, and the car was pressed in the direction of You Yingrui, she quickly avoided, looked at the rear of the car and shouted, "You are so vicious, you want to hit me to death the child, isn't it?"

Fu Ran's eyes were fixed on the shrinking figure in the rearview mirror, she retracted her gaze, and the sourness in her heart made her feel depressed.

This is the beginning, if she can't even stand these things now, what will she do in the future?

How ironic, she and You Yingrui were pregnant one after another, and the children born must be treated completely differently.

Fu Ran never cared about gossip before, and felt that his mouth grew on other people, but now it is different. Although the child has not yet been born, the consciousness of desperately wanting to protect him is already very clear.

After dinner, Fu Ran went upstairs early in the morning. Chen Ma brought out the cooked mung bean soup in the kitchen, and put a bowl of rock sugar into it to be served upstairs.

Fan Xian got up from the sofa and walked over, "I'll do it."

"Yes."

Fan Xian carried the small bowl and walked up to the second floor step by step. Instead of going directly to Fu Ran's room, she pushed open the door of the master bedroom.

She took out a medicine box from the drawer of the dressing table, picked out the white pills with trembling wrists, and put them into the mung bean soup.

Stirring with a spoon, Fan Xian walked out of the room with the pill until she was sure it was completely melted.

Fu Ran was quietly leaning against the window, with her hands folded in front of her chest, the wind outside the window lifted a corner of the curtain, and itchy ears brushed against her.

She just took Youyou's call, these days Youyou would call her cell phone regularly every night, sometimes tell her jokes found on the Internet, and sometimes talk about the plot of a TV series that is currently on the air.

The door was not closed, so Fan Xian walked in lightly.

Fu Ran lowered her head and stared at her belly, the determination in her heart turned into a contradiction. She wanted to keep the child, but she didn't want the child to have anything to do with Ming Chengyou.

She also clearly realized that as long as the child was there, there would be no clean break between her and Ming Chengyou.

"Xiaoran." Fan Xian approached, Fu Ran shrugged his shoulders lightly, pulled back his thoughts and turned his head, "Mom."

"What are you thinking about so preoccupied?"

"It's okay, I just want to stand by the window and blow some air."

Fan Xian held mung bean soup in his hand, "I'm not afraid of heat, I can't stand heat the most when I was pregnant with you."

Fu Ran pressed his face against the wall, and Fan Xian looked down at the bowl in his hand, "Chen Ma just cooked mung bean soup, drink a bowl quickly."

"I can't drink it." Fu Ran's throat still felt uncomfortable, "You take it back."

"You haven't eaten much recently, and you've lost weight. Look at the small bubbles at the corner of your mouth are all caused by the internal heat. Drink it quickly to get rid of the internal heat." As soon as Fan Xian finished speaking, she stuffed the bowl in her hand. To Fu Ran's hands.

She couldn't help but nodded, "Okay."

Fu Ran stirred it a few times with a spoon, and Fan Xian stared at her movements without blinking.

"Mom, do you usually have fetal movements in three or four months?"

Suddenly she would say something like this, Fan Xian avoided looking, "It varies from person to person."

"Oh." Fu Ran's attention returned to her hand again, and she scooped up a spoonful of mung bean soup and brought it to her mouth.