Dyed

After Ming Zheng sent Luo Wenying home, he went to the company alone.

When I went to Luo's house after get off work, I found out that she had been admitted to the hospital due to allergies.Fortunately, Luo Wenying only said that she accidentally ate something bad, and didn't mention anything about being in the Ming family.

Only then did Ming Zheng know that she was allergic to eggs.

It was Christmas, Ming Chengyou called Fu Ran and asked her to wait at home before leaving the office. He ordered a restaurant and was ready to go home to pick her up.

In due time, when he drove past Wanda Plaza, there was fine snow in the sky, which was the first snow this year.

It took only 5 minutes for him to find a parking space and get off the car, but the snow that fell on his shoulders had become the size of a goose feather.

Ming Chengyou is very familiar with this surrounding, he often comes here when he and Shen Ning get along well.

He raised his watch to check the time, it was still early, and there was still time to prepare a gift for Fu Ran.

You Yingrui came out of the store after finishing her nails. Tomorrow is the birthday of a little sister. She specially made an exaggerated nail sticker. When she went out, she was still admiring it, but she didn't want to almost run into a man passing by.

"Hey, isn't this Miss Fu's family?"

You Yingrui looked up and saw that there were several young people who lived in the same alley. They had entangled her before, and she was able to hide and hide.

You Yingrui squeezed the bag tightly in her hand and strode past several people, but she didn't want them to be stubborn and stare closely.

Ming Chengyou didn't bring an umbrella, but he didn't walk in a hurry like the passers-by. When he raised his eyes, there was a touch of noble and pure black in the white world that caught people's sight.

He walked steadily and vigorously, and when he came to the corridor in front of the row of shops, he saw a layer of white flakes on his shoulders.

"What do you want to do?" You Yingrui was blocked by the other two, so she had to hold her bag in her arms warily.

"Oh, I really think I am still a young lady, how much money can you have in this broken bag? But I have never touched Miss Qianjin's hand when I grow up. You have lived in Fu's family for 20 years anyway. It is said that the upper class Ladies and ladies in society always soak in milk when they take a bath, don’t they?”

The man's sloppy words made the people next to him burst into laughter. Ming Chengyou stood not far away, and the word "Fu Jia" seemed extremely harsh.

You Yingrui has never encountered such a scene before, but she is still calm, "Get out of the way, or I will call the police." After she finished speaking, she took out her mobile phone from her bag.

"There are also apples, they can't be knockoffs, come and show me."

You Yingrui avoids the overstretched hand, "You rascals, get lost!"

"It's the same temperament as that Youran. That girl used to not let me touch her, but now she is a real daughter, what are you?"

Ming Chengyou's family was well-off, so he naturally didn't know what kind of life Fu Ran lived in the past.

He thought of that thin and strong figure, besides studying hard every day, he had to face the harassment of these rascals.

Taking advantage of the unpreparedness of the people in front of her, You Yingrui broke through a gap and ran forward with big strides. She heard the footsteps behind her getting closer, and Ming Chengyou's figure suddenly appeared in her eyes.

Without thinking about it, she stretched out her hand and grabbed the hem of his clothes, because she was running so fast, she could only bend down and pant heavily.

Several people followed closely, and the leading man saw that Ming Chengyou looked familiar, so he didn't go forward immediately.

You Yingrui breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was still pale. She straightened up and pointed to Chengyou with her fingers, "You Ran you just mentioned is the third young master's fiancée."

Ming Chengyou glanced away sharply, but didn't speak. The other party wanted to play around and didn't intend to make things worse. The man winked at the people next to him and walked away quickly.

You Yingrui held Ming Chengyou's pocket nervously, and he pushed her hand away without any trace of his palm, "My fiancée's name is Fu Ran, there is no such person as You Ran in this world."

She saw his figure moving forward over her shoulder, and You Yingrui looked at the man's tall and straight back. She caught up with him and said in a cold voice, "Are all of you blaming me for that? It's not me who is wrong, yes, I have been pampered by the Fu family for 20 years, but I didn't steal it on purpose."

"If I knew that one day I would be beaten back to my original shape, I would rather never have lived in Fu's family. You only think that Fu Ran is a victim, and you only think that I stole her happiness, but no one asked me from the beginning to the end." One word."

Ming Chengyou stamped his feet at the door of the jewelry store, his figure was stretched longer by the unique white light.

With a secretive look on his face, he just said lazily, "Isn't it Christmas today? Why are you still outside so late?"

"In our country, who would go to such a festival?"

Unlike the previous Fu family, she could invite friends to celebrate wildly, and she had long since lost the capital to squander.

"Come on, go into the store and help me pick out a gift."

You Yingrui followed Ming Chengyou to the jewelry store, and the manager personally received you. He took You Yingrui to the counter, "Choose one yourself, and help Fu Ran choose another."

"Why did you send me something?"

Ming Chengyou told the manager not to worry about them, and he sat down casually, "Have you heard of those who have seen it? Besides, I believe your vision of these things."

The corner of You Yingrui's mouth curled up in a sarcasm, "Third Young Master is really generous."

On the recommendation of the waiter, she helped Fu Ran choose a bracelet, and then she chose a bracelet for herself. The price difference between the two was less than 2000.

Although Fu Ran's is more expensive, the style is a bit more popular. It's not like You Yingrui doesn't understand. Although the style she chose is simple, it is a classic style and will not be outdated.

"Okay." She pushed the jewelry box to Ming Chengyou.

He held them in his hands and looked at them, "Not bad."

After swiping the card, Ming Chengyou took her jewelry box from You Yingrui, "I think this one is more suitable for Fu Ran, you can take another one."

You Yingrui took the jewelry box from him, and praised Ming Chengyou, "Anyway, thank you for the gift."

It wasn't until Ming Chengyou's figure disappeared at the door of the store that You Yingrui sneered, what is this?Are you venting your anger for Fu Ran?

Could it be that everything she likes will become Fu Ran's in the future?

You Yingrui put the jewelry box on the counter, "Help me change the one just now, it should be exactly the same." She raised her hand, only to find that a piece of the manicure on her left hand had fallen off, and she couldn't find it after searching in the store and in the corridor , It should have fallen when Ming Chengyou was caught just now.

When Ming Chengyou returned to Yiyun Capital, Fu Ran changed his clothes and sat in the living room waiting for him.

The recently popular soap opera was playing on the TV, she stretched out boredly, and saw Ming Chengyou walking towards her.

"Why are you coming back now?"

He sat down close to Fu Ran, took out a velvet box from his pocket, opened it, took out a bracelet and put it on for her.

The cold touch instantly stimulated the pores of the whole body to shrink, and Fu Ran raised his wrist to take a closer look under the light.

"Like it?"

"You bought it?"

"I didn't buy it, how could I snatch it?"

She looked up at the man beside her, "But I didn't prepare any present for you."

Fu Ran put the jewelry box that Ming Chengyou handed her to the side, and raised the bracelet on her wrist, "You won't buy the same thing for other women, will you?"

She asked casually, but she didn't really take it seriously.

Ming Chengyou snorted coldly, "Think of me as a flower picker, do you really think I'm hungry?"