Dyed

Ming Chengyou interjected while peeling the shrimp in his hand, "Uncle, Chen Zi is not young anymore, he should decide his own affairs."

Li Zeqin looked displeased, "You have seen the family background of the You family. If you really want to marry such a daughter-in-law, it will help you at all, but you will always be obedient, hmph."

"Uncle, uncle, aunt, they can support themselves, and they have a house at home. Besides, the concept of family status can't match the feelings of Li Chen and Youyou." Fu Ran couldn't help but speak, Li Zeqin sneered with disdain, and didn't agree.

Ming Chengyou pushed half a bowl of peeled shrimp to Fu Ran's hand, "Eat more and talk less, we'll leave first after eating."

Fu Ran looked at the shrimp in the bowl, "I can't eat so much."

"What about two people?"

For Yu Mingchengyou, having a meal at home is just a formality. The three faces facing each other are more smelly than the other. Seeing that Fu Ran ate almost the same, he simply said to Li Yunling, "Mom, let's go first."

Li Yunling didn't have the energy to care about etiquette, "Let's go, let Xiaoran rest more after returning."

After saying goodbye to several people in the box, the two left together.

After the box door was closed and there was a moment of silence, Li Zeqin stared at the door thoughtfully, "Sister, what are your plans?"

"What do you mean?"

"Mingzheng and Chengyou, do you really think that the two can be equal? ​​You have treated Mingzheng like that in the past twenty years, and he will inevitably have resentment towards you in his heart. If you are like this again in the future, I see you Don't even think about recognizing your own son." Li Zeqin put it bluntly.

"In this situation, what else can I do?" Li Yunling covered her face with her palms, her words were helpless.

"Sister, you have to distinguish which is more important. In the final analysis, Chengyou..." Li Zeqin paused and then said, "He is not your own after all, and he is the illegitimate child you should hate the most."

"Zeqin, you are not allowed to say that about him!" Li Yunling subconsciously defended her after more than twenty years of mother-child love.

Li Zeqin got up and filled his teacup, "I'm just talking about the facts. If you still want to think about Mingzheng and the Ming family, you have to make a complete plan now."

"I don't want to think about anything right now." Li Yunling was only worried about Ming Chengyou's body, and being able to pass this level was more important than anything else.

"Sister, I have met Ming Zheng several times."

"Really? Where is it?" Li Yunling couldn't help being excited when she heard the words, "How is he recently?"

"It's about business dealings. He treats me very coldly, and I guess he won't treat you very well."

Li Yunling sighed, "He really hates me."

"Don't take my words seriously, I'm not afraid to offend Chengyou and come to tell you this, it's for your own good."

"I know."

Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou passed the corridor, and there were boxes on both sides. Fu Ran slowed down, "Can we leave like this? Do you want to toast the elders?"

Ming Chengyou hooked his arms around Fu Ran's neck, "I'm the biggest here, I have the final say."

When he was about to pass a box, Ming Chengyou took Fu Ran's hand and stopped at the door. He leaned his tall body against the door frame, and pouted, "Go in."

Fu Ran looked at the closed door, "What about you, won't you go in?"

Ming Chengyou glanced at the crowded corridor, "Open the door."

Fu Ran twisted the doorknob, "You look awkward."

The two entered the box back and forth, Zhao Lan sat alone at the huge round table, saw them come in and quickly got up, "Xiaoran, Chengyou."

"mom."

Zhao Lan greeted him with happy eyebrows, Ming Chengyou sat on the sofa not far from the door without saying a word, and said to Fu Ran, "Don't toss too long, maybe we will all bump into each other when we go out later."

These words did not affect Zhao Lan's mood at all. She pulled Fu Ran to sit at the round table, "Chengyou, congratulations."

Ming Chengyou stared out the window, as indifferent as he wanted.

Fu Ran picked up the teacup on the table and filled it with water. She handed the teacup to Zhao Lan after leveling her hands, "Mom, drink tea."

Zhao Lan responded excitedly, and the fingers that took the teacup couldn't help trembling. Ming Chengyou looked at this scene from the corner of his eye, feeling a little moved.

After holding Fu Ran's hand, Zhao Lan took out a jewelry box from her satchel.

"Mom doesn't have any decent presents. This is an old thing. Keep it if you don't mind."

Zhao Lan opened the jewelry box. It was an old-fashioned gold ring with an emerald inlaid on it. It should have been popular in the early years. At this point, Fu Ran obediently held it in her hand, "Thank you, Mom."

"Why didn't the waiter serve the food?" Ming Chengyou, who was sitting on the side, interrupted.

"I'm not hungry, and I'm happy when I think about your marriage," Zhao Lan said with rosy eyes, "Xiaoran, thank you, Mom."

"mom."

Zhao Lan wiped the corners of her eyes, got up and walked towards Ming Chengyou who was sitting on the sofa.

She sat down opposite Ming Chengyou, the man raised his legs and looked away, not really escaping, but just didn't know how to face it.

"Chengyou, there are some things I've been holding back in my heart and I've been wanting to say them for a long time. When you were born, you were taken away by Yunfeng without even drinking a drop of milk. He lied to me and said it was pneumonia. I didn't expect..."

Zhao Lan sighed, now that Ming Yunfeng is dead, no matter how many complaints he makes, he can only turn into helplessness.

"If I knew earlier, I would rather keep you by my side. No matter how good the future is, it is not as important as being with me. For our previous generation, the ones who hurt the most are you and Mingzheng."

Ming Chengyou finally looked directly at her. Seeing Zhao Lan's weight loss these days, he was a little lost in thought. Fu Ran got up from the chair and walked over. Ming Chengyou held her hand, "Let's go."

Zhao Lan walked two steps behind, "Chengyou, everything will be fine, now that Xiaoran and the child are here, you can't give up even more."

Ming Chengyou took Fu Ran's hand and walked out of the box, and closed the box door with the other hand.

Waiters busy serving other customers hurried past.

Ming Chengyou pointed to the box behind him, "Serve food here."

"Yes."

Fu Ran took Ming Chengyou's arm and walked out of the hotel. The street was sunny, and the haze on the man's face was washed away. "Fu Ran, let's go to Youran Island for a few days, and treat it as a honeymoon."

"Stay at home."

Ming Chengyou covered his forehead with one hand, feeling comfortable, "Don't worry, my body can take it, I can't even give you a honeymoon if I don't even have a wedding."

Fu Ran pulled Ming Chengyou's hand, "Let me go back and clean up."

"No need," Ming Chengyou let the warm sunshine jump on his face, "There is nothing missing there, just go to someone alone, and besides, I want to be clean, so don't let my family know."

Fu Ran was taken into the car by Ming Chengyou.

"Why didn't you wait for the driver?"

"Let's get rid of him." Ming Chengyou started the engine, and Fu Ran propped up his chin and looked out of the window. It was supposed to be a day of celebration and joy, but his heart was heavy and uncomfortable.

She was supposed to accept the blessings from her relatives and friends, but now she had to worry about Ming Chengyou's body all the time.

Fu Ran raised her palm and let the dazzling sunlight shine on her face through the gold color of the ring. She should have snuggled up to her parents and acted like a baby, saying that I was reluctant to marry, but now she had to say a few words to her mother. to the response.

Ming Chengyou held her hand, "What are you thinking?"

"I miss my mother."

He tightened his grip on her hand a little.