Dyed

Coming out of the room, Fu Ran leaned wearily against the wall for a while.

When she came downstairs, Yiyi had a high fever, and Housekeeper Xiao asked someone to cook some porridge in the kitchen.

Seeing Fu Ran standing at the stairs, Shen Ning came out of the room with his hand still on the doorknob. After a moment of silence, he said, "When Yi Yi's fever subsides, I will take him away immediately."

Fu Ran nodded.

"Also, thank you."

She raised her head to meet Shen Ning's gaze. Fu Ran was too busy to take care of herself, and had no intention of comforting others. She raised her feet and walked towards the restaurant.

"Fu Ran," Shen Ning stepped forward to stop her, "how is Cheng You?"

"Don't worry." She didn't turn her head. After all, she was still on guard against Shen Ning, and it was impossible to tell her the real condition of Ming Chengyou.

Yiyi was crying for his mother in the room. There seemed to be something wrong with the child. The family doctor came out of the bedroom, "Maybe he was overly frightened, first find a way to reduce his fever, and then I will check him."

Shen Ning grabbed the doctor's cuff nervously, "Is it okay for the child, is it all right?"

"It's hard to tell now. Although there is no obvious trauma, just in case, I will help him check it out."

Fu Ran came out of the restaurant with a plate of fruit. Although some injuries could not be seen, the psychological shadow would last a lifetime.

Shen Ning felt unspeakable guilt in her heart, she didn't think much about it at the time, let alone thought that Fu Ran's words were not alarmist.

Fu Ran put the fruit on Ming Chengyou's bedside table. He fell asleep, haggard, and his complexion became worse and worse.

Fu Ran walked out of Yiyun's capital, and after Yiyi's incident, she was even more afraid to go out alone, even if she went to a nearby place, she had to be accompanied by a driver.

When they arrived at the hospital, Fu Songting was still in the ward. After the rounds, the doctor said that Fan Xian's condition was not optimistic, and asked them to be mentally prepared at any time.

The haze of the sky was heavy on the top of the head. Fu Ran walked in the cold and crowded corridor, her footsteps seemed to be stepping on a ball of cotton. She walked out of the hospital door like a puppet. When she looked up, she realized that it was evening.

After returning to Yiyun Capital, Yiyi's fever subsided, she would be more energetic now, and ran all over the living room with her little airplane toy.

When Ming Chengyou came down from the stairs, Yiyi spun around and bumped into his leg. The child looked up and saw the man's expression, and backed away in fright.

Fu Ran sat down on the sofa with her stomach in her hands, and Ming Chengyou walked over to her, "Did you just come back from the hospital?"

"Ah."

Judging by her expression, Ming Chengyou also knew that Fan Xian's condition was definitely not good.

Shen Ning took Yiyi's hand and walked up to the two of them, "The doctor said that Yiyi is fine, but luckily the child recovered quickly."

"It's best if nothing happens," Fu Ran looked relaxed, and beckoned for Yi Yi to come over, "Is this a plane?"

"Auntie, this is an F11 fighter jet. Yiyi can sit on it and beat bad guys in the future." Holding the toy in his hand, the boy saw Fu Ran's bulging belly and wanted to reach out to touch it.

"What are you doing?" Ming Chengyou yelled sharply, and quickly withdrew Yiyi's hand in fright.

Seeing this, Fu Ran said softly, "It's fine."

She wanted to hold Yiyi's hand, but Ming Chengyou held her down first, "Stay away from them in the future."

Shen Ning couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, the child's behavior is the least threatening, but now in Ming Chengyou's eyes, it has also become an object of defense.

"Auntie, your belly is so big. Is there a little brother inside?"

Fu Ran raised her eyebrows slightly, "Did Yiyi say he was a little brother?"

The two were talking, and Ming Chengyou's face became slightly relaxed. Shen Ning pushed Yiyi away, "Good boy, go and play by yourself."

She sat on the sofa opposite, "I'll take Yiyi away later."

"Are you still in Ying'an City?"

The corner of Shen Ning's mouth twitched bitterly, "Where else can I go besides my original home?"

Fu Ran stared into the distance, Yiyi pestered Butler Xiao to play, and for a while there was a little kid, and the huge living room was instantly filled with infinite vitality.

Butler Xiao let him hug his leg, dumbfounded. Ming Chengyou's eyes fixed on this scene, and he couldn't help but smile a little.

Shen Ning couldn't say anything else, just like what Fu Ran said, when he chose to be with Ming Chengyou, no one forced anyone, since it was voluntary, how could he have the right to resent?

A few years have passed, but she thought things were still too simple. Shen Ning suddenly became enlightened. Some things and places, such as the Ming family, such as Ming Chengyou, are her forbidden areas, which cannot be touched. She has not yet had time to step in. The individual was almost injured to pieces.

Ming Chengyou stared at Yiyi's lively figure, without turning his head, he rushed to Shen Ning and said, "Is it your own intention to come back this time, including taking Yiyi to the capital of Yiyun?"

Shen Ning nodded, "Yes."

Only then did Ming Chengyou look at Shen Ning squarely, seeing that she didn't seem to be hiding anything deliberately, Yi Yi ran back to Shen Ning after getting tired of playing, pressed her legs with both hands, and arched her small body into her arms, "Mom."

Shen Ning hugged her in his arms, "Yiyi, say goodbye to uncle and auntie."

"Goodbye aunt and uncle."

"Fu Ran, I know it's thanks to you this time," Shen Ning hugged Yiyi and stood up, "I owe you this favor, and I hope there will be a day when I will return it to you."

Housekeeper Xiao came over to see the mother and son out.

Fu Ran watched them leave, then turned her eyes back to Ming Chengyou, "Is Shen Ning the only woman you were away from before?"

Ming Chengyou couldn't help touching his nose, and leaned over to hug Fu Ran, "At that time, I fell in love with her because I thought she was simple."

"Don't get off topic."

"Yes, just one, I promise."

Ming Chengyou had a headache and put his face on the side of Fu Ran, "One of them will die, but the nature of the country is easy to change, and Shen Ning's mind can be seen through at a glance, only those that are hidden deeply will cause headaches."

Fu Ran didn't want to continue such a heavy topic.

Thinking of Fan Xian in the ward, his heart still couldn't relax.

Ming Chengyou stretched out his hand to caress Fu Ran's stomach, "The matter of Shen Ning reminded me that I will make arrangements when you give birth and won't let others get close to you."

After dinner, the two went upstairs, took a shower, and lay on the big bed in soft and warm pajamas. Fu Ran sat between Ming Chengyou's legs, holding a dictionary in his hand.

"Zhe, Mingzhe, it's quite interesting."

Fu Ran raised her head to ask Ming Chengyou's opinion, the man's eyes opened, with a helpless smile, "I'm still wise and safe, do you want your son to be a monk for the rest of his life?"

"Bah," Fu Ran couldn't help knocking Ming Chengyou's arm off with a dictionary, "Don't misinterpret the meaning of the idiom."

"I need something nice to hear."

"Minghui? Understand? Mingjie? I saw it on Baidu."

Ming Chengyou sneered, "Famous Festival? Fu Ran, in the future, my son will have to let this name die when he goes to school. When the time comes, tell him that you picked it up, so don't get involved with me."

Fu Ran closed the dictionary, "The baby is about to be born and I didn't even think of a name. It's your fault."

"I always want to pick the best one for him, besides, isn't it nine months and it's still a little short, think about it slowly."

Fu Ran pulled up the quilt to cover her stomach, "I always feel that the child may be born early, these days there is a lot of noise, and I am very tired."

"Really?" Ming Chengyou took the dictionary from her hand and put it on the bedside table, "If you feel uncomfortable, tell me right away."

She pressed her back against Ming Chengyou's chest, and the slightly beating heart frequency was transmitted to Fu Ran through each other's thin bodies.

She turned her face away, and the voice escaped from Ming Chengyou's neck, "You too, don't hide it from me if you feel uncomfortable."

Fu Ran felt Ming Chengyou nodded.