Dyed

Fu Ran's eyes showed disbelief, and she looked at Ming Zheng in surprise, the waiter had no choice but to turn around.

"Wait," Fu Ran called to stop him, "No need, let's end our business."

Without waiting for the situation to continue, she picked up the coat on the back of the chair and walked out quickly.

After Ming Zheng paid the money and left, he saw Fu Ran standing at the door.

The two didn't quarrel in the public place, sat in the passenger seat and fastened the seat belt, Fu Ran said dully, "Why do you have to do this?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"It was the same in the cemetery last time. Is the company really short of that car? You let the lawyer embarrass him in front of everyone. You got everything that should belong to you and what shouldn't belong to you. You still want to What do you want?"

"What do you mean I don't deserve something?" Ming Zheng's usually calm eyes also had a dark tide, "Why do you think he deserves it?"

"But at least, you shouldn't trample on his dignity anymore!"

"Xiaoran, I won't give him a chance to make a comeback, and I won't give their mother and son a chance to ride on my head, you won't understand."

"You are now the director of Yukun, and he is your own brother. Besides, his own company has no conflict with you." Fu Ran didn't want to see Mingzheng wiped out.

"Xiaoran, I might as well tell you something. Even if he doesn't leave Qiankun to me, I will still be the director today."

"The same result, it's just that the two paths are different, but if he really has the heart, why should I get engaged to Luo Wenying?"

"My hard work was in vain in the end. Do you know that it is more difficult for me to accept giving up than getting it by myself, because it means that I lost you in vain at that time."

Fu Ran seldom saw Mingzheng's emotions leaked out, and she was not surprised after hearing his words, "You didn't lose me in vain, you got Luo Wenying."

Mingzheng tilted his head, with a smile that was not a smile, "Are you trying to piss me off?"

"Brother, we chose the road ourselves, no one put a knife around our necks."

"Xiaoran, you are more rational than me."

Fu Ran didn't tell the truth, she and Ming Zheng are no longer possible.

Since Mingzheng has never exposed that ambiguous relationship, why should she expose her scars.

Mingzheng has other plans in his heart, now that his foundation is not stable, the dissolution of the engagement needs to be done slowly.

Since Fu Ran's car was still in the studio, Ming Zheng sent her back to her destination.

Seeing that it was still early, Fu Ran asked Ming Zheng to go back first. She was going to find Song Zhi and Qin Mumu.

After a few quarrels, Fu Ran made an appointment for the two to meet on the pedestrian street. She drove there, and saw a car approaching from behind, driving side by side with her.

Fu Ran didn't like to drive a fighting car, so she tried to stick the car to the side, but saw the other party simply cross the line and squeeze over.

She took a closer look, only to realize that the man in the driver's seat looked very familiar, wasn't it Ming Chengyou?

Fu Ran wanted to avoid it, but after passing an intersection, the man's car was always close to her, and she was not allowed to overtake.

At the end of the exhaustion, he simply turned the steering wheel. Fu Ran stepped on the accelerator in fright, Ming Chengyou flicked the tail, and the car turned around.

The two cars almost went head to head.

Fu Ran was still in shock, and patted her chest, unable to dispel the fear in her heart.

He was crazy, for sure.

Ming Chengyou sat in the car in his spare time and stared at her for a moment. He waved to Fu Ran to signal her to get out of the car.

She remembered that he should have drank a bottle of wine alone in the Sichuan restaurant, and she would not go there unless she was not clear-headed.

She honked the car horn hard.

He didn't see him give way to the car, but he pushed the car door and walked towards her with a little unsteady footsteps.

Fu Ran felt something was wrong, hurriedly pressed the central lock, and all the doors were locked.

Ming Chengyou staggered to the side of her car, slamming the car window vigorously with both hands regardless of the pain. "Come down, come down for me."

"Go away!" Fu Ran also shouted.

"Bang bang bang-"

I wish I could smash the window of her car.

Fu Ran has no choice, can't afford to provoke or hide?

She wanted to reverse the car and leave, but she didn't want Ming Chengyou to hug the mirror with both hands, showing a heroic spirit of fighting to the death. Fu Ran quickly turned off the engine just in case, "Ming Chengyou, are you enough?"

"Come down, I have something to tell you."

Fu Ran opened the window of the car a slit. With the lessons learned from the past, would she still dare to overflow with sympathy?

Ming Chengyou's cheating is for food, "Speak through the window if you have something to say."

"Let me tell you..." He held the car window with both hands, leaned his handsome face, Fu Ran really thought he was going to say something, held his breath and waited for a moment, but saw him suddenly shake the car window forcefully, Fu Ran was horrified, "Stop! "

Roll the window down again!

"Get off for me, can't you get off? Believe it or not, I overturned your car?" After Ming Chengyou finished speaking, there was another series of shaking movements.

Fu Ran didn't know what to say to the drunk, "Let's talk about it another day."

Ming Chengyou concentrated on rolling the car window as the first goal.

A car passed by, and after driving for more than ten meters, a middle-aged man in his forties got out of the car, and he walked to the side of the passenger seat, "Miss, are you all right, are you in trouble, need help?" Call the police?"

The man looked over the roof of the car at Ming Chengyou with his small eyes.

Fu Ran lowered her voice, "Let's go."

"Fu Ran, if you don't come down, I'll take off your tires, believe it or not?" Ming Cheng Youjun raised his face to the middle-aged man, "It's none of your business, get out!"

"You, you deserve a beating, don't you?" The middle-aged man's temper was also provoked.

Fu Ran didn't dare to stand by and watch, she took out the phone from her bag, unlocked it, "Don't shake it."

Does she not believe that he can still eat her on the main road?

Before she got out of the driver's seat, Ming Chengyou grabbed her by the arm and dragged her out.

Fu Ran sprained his heel lightly, but fortunately he adjusted quickly.

Ming Chengyou was walking unsteadily by himself, but he became more and more useless when he dragged her down, and finally sat down on the curb.

Standing behind him, Fu Ran saw that his legs were stretched out, and he didn't realize that his trouser legs were stained with dust.

Her heart felt tight and uncomfortable again, when did Ming Chengyou live in such a state of despair?

He had his hands propped behind him, his arms straight, and their engagement ring on his left ring finger.

"What do you want to say to me?"

He patted beside him, "Sit."

Fu Ran didn't move.

Ming Chengyou rolled his lips lightly, "You think it's dirty?"

"Pretending to be drunk is fun, isn't it?"

"Fu Ran, are you feeling better? There are rich clothes and fine food for you, and if one ship sinks, you can take another one."

"Didn't you say you wouldn't look for Mingzheng? Or are you afraid that I won't let you go without this reason?"

He raised his chin, still with that handsome and extraordinary face.

The title of the most handsome man in Ying'an City is really well-deserved, "Are you stupid? If you want to leave, can I forcefully keep you?"

"You drank too much."

"Yes, yes," he nodded, "how about drinking too much?"

Fu Ran had nothing to do with him, "Is it because I proposed to terminate the engagement that you are so worried about it?"