Dyed

Chen Ma went upstairs and came to the door of Fu Ran's room, "Miss, dinner is ready."

"Oh, where are my parents?"

"Mr. and his wife have something to go out. You were still taking a nap when your wife went out. She told me not to disturb you. Just remember to call you for dinner at night."

Fu Ran closed the book, turned on the air conditioner and got out of bed.

When they came downstairs, the dinner was sumptuously placed on the dining table, Fu Ran walked over and pulled out the chair.

The sound of car horns came from the gate, and it continued.

Fu Ran also guessed who it was, and Mother Chen leaned out from the kitchen, "Miss, do you want me to open the door?"

"No, leave him alone."

Fu Ran had dinner in the restaurant, it was not too late, the horn kept ringing, the noise was so deafening that even his mood became irritable.

"Miss, I'm going to see what's going on, it's so noisy."

Fu Ran turned around and stopped when she was about to go upstairs, thinking that she could hide from the first day of the junior high school but not the fifteenth day, "I'll go."

Going out, there was no car at the gate. Through the railing on the fence, Fu Ran saw a champagne-colored car parked 20 meters away from the gate.

And Ming Chengyou was leaning in front of the car, the sound of the horn continued.

Several times in a row, Fu Ran didn't see him driving by himself.

She walked over to the railing, and Ming Chengyou also leaned up and walked opposite her.

Fu Ran was wearing a white gauze dress, with two slender arms hugging her, which accentuated the beauty of her collarbone.

The roses on the upper floor of the railing were blooming just right, almost halfway through, the extreme red and the extreme green, looking at each other through the branches, Fu Ran seemed to go back to the last time, they also looked at each other through the iron gate .

There are withered flowers and leaves at the feet, covered in the grass, it is difficult to clean up.

Fu Ran looked out, and the magnificent sunset hit Ming Chengyou's side face, which was seductive and dazzling. Even so, she could tell at a glance that Ming Chengyou was not in good spirits, and his body was not as strong as before.

Fu Ran collected her expression, she would naturally feel tired if she had planned all kinds of tricks by herself.

"Are you happy?" Ming Chengyou asked.

Leaning his shoulders against the crescent-colored railing, he leaned lazily.

Fu Ran didn't answer. He could ask such a question at this time.

"You don't want to hand over the child to the Ming family, you can tell me directly." Ming Chengyou saw at a glance that this matter was related to Fu Ran.That's right, whoever has a good fight, even if they really quarrel, it is impossible to lift You Yingrui's clothes, unless they know that she is fake pregnancy.

"I told you that you didn't agree. Since it has become a fact that the child stays, I said I will raise it. It is you who insisted on it."

Ming Chengyou took a deep look at Fu Ran, and said in a helpless tone, "I just thought it was for your own good."

"For my own good?" Fu Ran raised her eyebrows.

Ming Chengyou didn't argue with her, it was an indisputable fact that he wanted this child.

That being the case, he wanted to separate the child from Fu Ran, only thinking that this would minimize the harm to her and allow her to pursue her own life.

"If you had made it clear earlier, why bother to go to such lengths?" There was also a farce of You Yingrui's fake pregnancy.

Ming Chengyou thought of You Yingrui's embarrassment in front of others, but he smiled without anger, and the corners of his eyes were warmed by this rare smile, "Why did you think of using this method in the first place?"

Fu Ran stared at the smile at the corner of his mouth, "Because the child is mine, it has nothing to do with You Yingrui, the Ming family, or you."

She saw that the warm color in Ming Chengyou's eyes was replaced by dark black.

He looked at Fu Ran and turned to leave, "I don't disagree with the child following you, but the prerequisite is that you can't be with Mingzheng."

"Do you still want a supplementary agreement?" Fu Ranyu sneered.

Ming Chengyou saw her face himself again, "No need, just remember that I have those two things in my hands."

"Whatever." Fu Ran lowered her hand to her abdomen, making an extremely natural and casual movement, "If I decide to keep the child, those agreements are like waste paper, worthless."

Ming Chengyou could only get a rough idea of ​​what she said. He looked at Fu Ran's hand and saw her stroking her belly.

Ming Chengyou moved his hand holding the railing, curled his fingertips, and finally clenched into a fist.

He wanted to say, let him feel it, let him touch it too.

It is estimated that if you say this, you will be slapped on the face again.

Ming Chengyou smiled wryly, if he could touch it with a slap, it would be worth it.

Fu Ran didn't expect that Ming Chengyou was so determined to let her hand over the child to the Ming family, but now it seems that he is afraid that she will be with Mingzheng?

"Ming Chengyou, I promise you, I won't marry my elder brother if I marry anyone." Fu Ran knew better than anyone else that even if she really wanted to find someone to marry, she couldn't find Ming Zheng.

Ming Chengyou's expression softened a little, "Okay, I also promise you that the Ming family will not have any ideas about this child in the future."

"Wait," Fu Ran stepped forward, a rose flower stretched out from the guardrail, almost touching her face, "You also have to promise me a condition."

Ming Chengyou raised his eyes, "Say it."

"After the child is born, you are not allowed to see him, not at all!"

The child he tried to keep was his closest flesh and blood, blood thicker than water.

Fu Ran can feel the throbbing of being a mother even when she is pregnant, let alone holding the child in her hands like a real little human being after the birth.

She used this as a condition to defeat him.

There are thousands of possibilities in Ming Chengyou's mind, but the sum of them is far less cruel than this one.

He clenched the fence with both hands, and his slender fingers squeezed the knuckles into bumps.

Fu Ran took a step back subconsciously. At this time, Ming Chengyou was like a beast trapped in a cage. How could a few simple fences prevent it.

His eyes were fixed on Fu Ran's abdomen, his face became paler and his lips were almost gray, but these abnormalities were covered up by the brilliance cast by the sunset.

Fu Ran couldn't get Ming Chengyou's answer, so she wanted to turn around.

"Okay." It was just one word, which seemed to take away all the strength in his body, that is, this one word was obviously light and light, but it sounded inexplicably heavy to Fu Ran's ears, like a mountain pressing on his shoulders.

Seeing that she was silent, Ming Chengyou raised his tone again and said, "I promise you too."

Fu Ran's back froze, and she didn't feel the slightest joy in her heart. Instead, she seemed to have been stabbed severely by someone. She suddenly turned her head and shouted at Ming Chengyou, "I can agree to this. It's up to you whether he stays or not." What's the difference? What's the significance to your Ming family? Why do you want children?"

She was inexplicably angry and reprimanded bitterly.

Ming Chengyou's face looked desolate and lonely in the colorful afterglow, "I know it's fine if I have him, whether you're by my side or not, you at least left me a child."

"Neuropathy!"

Fu Ran left a sentence, "Well, take care of your own family members, and don't make trouble for no reason."