Dyed

Fu Ran wandered around aimlessly, intending to ask Qin Mumu and Song Zhi, but after Ming Zheng made such a fuss, she lost all mood.

As the evening approached, the red Audi slowly returned to the capital of Evian.

She came out of the garage, walked forward casually, and unconsciously raised her head to find Ming Chengyou standing in the garden.

The promenade made of modern buildings is equipped with eight carved wooden windows of different shapes on each side, and the top of the head is covered with wisteria. It will be almost winter, so we can't feast our eyes.

The lush leaves are broad and lush, and if the timing is right, the drooping wisteria flowers will surely confuse people's eyes.

Ming Chengyou was dressed in a clean and pure white suit, dazzling and dazzling, with a cluster of afterglow beating between his eyebrows and eyes.

Standing on the trail, Fu Ran saw him turn around, and felt that the man in front of him was so real, without any sensationalism.

"Where did you go?"

She smoothed her wind-blown hair, "Go out for a stroll."

Ming Chengyou raised his leg and walked to Fu Ran, "With whom?"

She raised her eyebrows naturally, "Oh, I wanted to ask Twilight and Squeaky, but they weren't free, so I went alone."

The afterglow in the west was in full swing, and it was as thick as blood. Fu Ran stopped after walking a few steps, with his right hand in front of his forehead, as if he was talking to himself, "I don't know when it will snow?"

Ming Chengyou put away the dark light in his eyes, calmly hugged Fu Ran and went back into the house.

The distance between the two lying on the bed was no longer an arm apart, and the light in the transparent lampshade enveloped the two like butterflies with wings.

Ming Chengyou turned sideways, the moment Fu Ran stretched out her arm, as if she had predicted it, she turned and threw her back to him.

Ming Chengyou propped up his upper body, put his palm against her waist and rubbed it repeatedly, Fu Ran became irritable for no reason, and slapped his hand away.

"Are you frigid?" The man's voice couldn't help being annoyed.

Fu Ran was shrunk to the bedside, could sex really be separated from love?

Her body has received Ming Chengyou twice, the first time was in a completely unconscious state after being drunk.But the second time, she still remembered every step he took, whether it was split or coherent.

It's not that she hasn't throbbed before, that's why she's afraid.

"I'm tired." Fu Ran closed her eyes and buried her face in the quilt.

Mingzheng's words during the day were like throwing a stone into her finally peaceful life, and the ripples were still the same. She didn't have extravagant hopes, but it didn't mean she was really unmoved.

There was no movement nearby, and after a while, Fu Ran heard the sound of turning off the lights.

Fu Ran happened to be in the studio when she received the call from Li Yunling. The tone on the other end of the phone was blunt, and she didn't say much except telling her to go home immediately.

Fu Ran had an intuition that it was unclear, so she dialed Ming Chengyou before getting in the car, but found that no one answered.

Arriving at the villa on Nanche Road, Fu Ran took out the things she had bought from the trunk.

She walked up the steps to the living room, stepped in with her right foot, and immediately saw Ming Zheng sitting with her back to her.

On the opposite side were Li Yunling and Ming Yunfeng with ugly faces.

Fu Ran's heart skipped a beat, the sound she made when she walked through the hall was weak, she put the things aside, "Dad, Mom."

The two of them didn't even look at each other, Li Yunling reached out and tapped the sofa next to her, "Sit here."

Fu Ran took her seat nervously, seeing Mingzheng's indifferent expression from the corner of the eye, she felt a little more at ease.

The nanny made a cup of tea for her and Mingzheng.

Ming Yunfeng took out a photo from the envelope on the sofa and threw it over. The photo hit the coffee table on his back, along with an A4 paper.

"This was secretly photographed by a certain reporter. The other party said that he was willing to spend money to settle things. Fortunately, he was asking for money. Once this matter is reported, where will our Ming family face? Boss, tell me!"

Ming Zheng stretched out his hand to take the photo in his hand, Fu Ran looked at it, his complexion suddenly turned pale.

No matter which angle you look at, at least they can't tell with their mouths alone.

Li Yunling rubbed her fingers repeatedly on the jade bracelet worn on her left wrist. She looked at Fu Ran blankly. At this time, Ming Yunfeng was there, so she couldn't talk too much.

Ming Zheng put the photo back, but remained silent.

Ming Yunfeng snorted coldly, and the atmosphere went downhill.

The big living room was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard, what Ming Yunfeng said next was like a thunderclap on the ground.

"Xiaoran is your future sister-in-law, do you know? If you really mean it, where were you when you were married to the Fu family?"

"dad……"

"Husband, don't be so angry, listen to the two children speak slowly."

"Boss, what exactly are you planning?" Ming Yunfeng expressed doubts in his words.

Mingzheng pondered over and over again. In order to prevent Ming Yunfeng from becoming suspicious, he raised his head and said in a calm manner, "I did know Xiaoran a few years ago, but after I left the country, we naturally lost contact. Do you intend to When we were matched, I didn't know that the daughter of the Fu family was her."

"Boss, do you mean you still have Xiaoran in your heart?" Li Yunling's tone couldn't help but increase, until Fu Ran had nowhere to go.

She put her hands on her side to her knees, and clenched them quietly again.

There were two voices in her heart pulling her, one told her to cover her ears not to listen, but the other was saying, so why not listen?

Didn't the words in the car that day give you confidence?

She is here, but she has no right not to listen.

"Boss," Ming Yunfeng lowered his voice, "Do you want to call off your marriage with the Luo family?"

Mingzheng sat on the left side of Fu Ran, very close, but his voice had a sense of fuzziness behind something, and it was unreal to the ears.

"Dad, Mom, the photo is just an angle. The matter between me and Xiaoran is over. Don't worry, I know how to measure."

is not that right?He has always been careful with the word "property".

Fu Ran looked straight at the eyes, and felt that the eye sockets were a little damp and hazy. After taking a closer look, he found that his gaze was fixed on a plate of orchids placed on the bookshelf.

Elegant and light white, without any dirt.

"Then you and the boss of the Luo family should deal with it as soon as possible, so as not to make irresponsible remarks from outsiders."

Li Yunling's previous guess was correct, the best way to stop rumors is to make them self-defeating.

Ming Zheng crossed his fingers and rested on his knees. When he raised his eyes, he pretended to glance at Fu Ran inadvertently, "Dad, I know."

Ming Yunfeng simply took the opportunity to call the shots, "After half a month, I have chosen the days for you."

For the first time, Fu Ran saw that the sunlight penetrating into the living room turned out to be dark, and there was no warmth on his body.

Who said that where there is sunshine, there will be warmth?

"Okay." Ming Zheng lowered his eyes and nodded.

Ming Yunfeng didn't say a word to Fu Ran from the beginning to the end, but he always made indirect remarks in his words.

Her chest was stuffy and uncomfortable, and she wanted to take a deep breath, but her chest was filled with unstoppable sourness.

She can't cry freely, she can only continue to be in such an embarrassing situation, as if she was stripped naked and thrown in front of the public.

At this time, how much she wanted someone to take her away, even if she was given a little strength, it would not make her helpless.

Therefore, when she saw Ming Chengyou's figure suddenly appearing at the door, Fu Ran's nose was inexplicably sour, and tears almost rushed out.

It's not that she doesn't have vulnerable times, and the disguise she endured is torn apart, and she needs more than others.