I and my bestie dressed up as a rich man's wife and ran away with the ball

Yuanyuan is still at an age where he can’t be woken up even by thunder, and he won’t move even if Su Ran plays a song at a loud volume next to him.

Su Ran was not worried about disturbing Yuanyuan, so she got out of bed, tidied her clothes and hair, and then walked to the door.

She did not open the door, but just opened a small hole, and her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, which caught Fu Siyu's attention. Fu Siyu clenched his teeth slightly.

"Mr. Fu, what do you want me for?" Su Ran smiled at Fu Siyu. She tilted her head, and with a casual movement, her clothes slid down, revealing the same scenery as in the photo.

Fu Siyu looked away and looked at the door handle. "I just saw that you looked very free and posted on WeChat Moments so late at night."

"Ah, Mr. Fu, I can't post on WeChat Moments while living in your house? When did you add this rule?"

Fu Siyu's face darkened obviously. He wanted to say something, but when he saw Su Ran's smiling face, he felt that Su Ran must have posted that status on purpose.

He shouldn't care what Su Ran posts, but after hesitating for a long time, Fu Siyu finally spoke up, "Yuanyuan is still young. Have you considered the impact of posting such a circle of friends on a child?"

Su Ran couldn't help but laugh, "Yuanyuan doesn't look at my circle of friends, so someone else must be looking at my circle of friends."

In Su Ran's eyes full of smiles and cunningness, Fu Siyu's jaw tightened, and he turned around and walked out, "It's up to you, I can't control you."

But he hadn't taken two steps when a fragrant breeze blew over him and a pair of snow-white arms blocked his waist.

"Who said you can't control me?" Su Ran said with a smile, "I've already said that I want to rekindle my relationship with President Fu. If you can't control me, who else has the qualifications?"

"That's hard to say." Fu Siyu snorted coldly, "I think Zhu An will be fine."

Tsk, Su Ran felt amused in her heart, "What is so sour? Let me smell it. Oh, it turns out to be vinegar."

Fu Siyu was about to leave, but Su Ran held him back. She turned to Fu Siyu and opened her phone to show him.

Below that circle of friends, there is a little human head avatar. If you click on it, you can see that the only person visible to this circle of friends is Fu Siyu.

Only then did Fu Siyu realize that he had been deceived by Su Ran.

Anger suddenly rose in his heart, and the cold aura around him became even more severe.

Su Ran was not panicked at all. She held Fu Siyu's arm and tilted her head back. Her big watery eyes only contained Fu Siyu's reflection.

"It's not cheating to be a circle of friends that only we two know about. It's just a hobby between the two of us."

This statement is illogical and weird, but it is useful.

After Su Ran finished saying this, the coldness in Fu Siyu's eyes suddenly dissipated a lot. Although he still had a cold face, he did not struggle to leave.

"It's so cold." Su Ran took the opportunity to act coquettishly. She hugged her arms and looked aggrieved. "I thought you came here in the middle of the night to sleep with me, but it turned out that you came here just to be mean to me."

Even though he knew that Su Ran was pretending, Fu Siyu couldn't bear to leave.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Su Ran's eyelashes that kept blinking. "Leng, why don't you come in and wait for me to treat you?"

"Mr. Fu, give me a hug." Su Ran stretched out her hands towards Fu Siyu and looked at him with curved eyes, as if she had asked for a hug countless times before.

Fu Siyu's fingertips moved slightly, "Miss Su, please respect yourself."

"Oh." Su Ran retracted her hand disappointedly, looking very unhappy. "Then I'll go to bed. Good night, Mr. Fu."

As she spoke, Su Ran moved towards the bedroom in small steps. When she reached the door, she suddenly turned around.

As she expected, Fu Siyu did not leave, but stood there, looking at her with a gloomy expression.

Su Ran immediately had a plan in her mind.

She ran to Fu Siyu again and hugged his waist, "Mr. Fu, please, even if you don't accompany me, you can always accompany Yuanyuan. Yuanyuan likes you very much, too."

Fu Siyu's body was stiff and he was having a fierce ideological struggle in his heart, but Su Ran nestled in his arms, her fluffy hair scattered in his palms, softening his heart little by little.

Fu Siyu's voice sank slightly, "Since Miss Su is so disrespectful, it's not a loss for me to throw myself into my arms."

"That's for sure." Su Ran suppressed her laughter and echoed Fu Siyu's self-consolation, "It's great to accept everyone who comes."

Hearing Su Ran's words, Fu Siyu frowned slightly, and subconsciously wanted to refute the phrase "accepting everyone who comes", but when he thought of what he had just said, he finally swallowed the rebuttal.

Su Ran pulled Fu Siyu inside. Yuanyuan was still sleeping soundly, unaware that Su Ran had been away for a long time.

Su Ran lay down in the quilt, patted the place beside her, and invited Fu Siyu, "Mr. Fu, come here."

Fu Siyu took a look, then lifted the quilt next to Yuanyuan, "No need, I came here to accompany Yuanyuan, Miss Su, please don't always do things that can cause misunderstandings."

"Oh." After finally getting the person over, Su Ran didn't care where Fu Siyu slept.

After tossing and turning for a long time, Su Ran felt sleepy. She yawned, kissed Yuanyuan, and then looked at Fu Siyu, "Good night, Mr. Fu."

Fu Siyu did not answer. He lowered his eyes and unbuttoned his coat, as if he did not hear Su Ran's words.

After Su Ran's breathing calmed down, Fu Siyu took off his coat and put it aside, then turned around to look at Su Ran and Yuanyuan.

Su Ran and Yuan Yuan lay quietly on the pillows, the soft light outlining their two beautiful faces, making people blur the boundaries of time in a trance, as if it was still the same as when they were in the imperial capital.

At this time, Yuanyuan may have sensed a breath different from Su Ran's, and opened her eyes half asleep and half awake.

His little face was pink and rosy when he was sleeping, and his eyes were slightly narrowed. In his dream, Fu Siyu was playing games with him and Su Ran. When Yuanyuan saw Fu Siyu at this time, he thought he was dreaming.

He reached out to hold Fu Siyu's hand, only to feel that Fu Siyu's hands were so big, just like the big hands of the father he dreamed of.

Yuanyuan curled her eyes happily and smiled sweetly at Fu Siyu, "Dad."

Fu Siyu was stunned for a moment. He stared at Yuanyuan and asked, "What did you say?"

Yuanyuan leaned over and rubbed her head against Fu Siyu's hand, with attachment and trust, "Dad, why did you come to pick me and Mommy up just now?"

Fu Siyu silently enjoyed Yuanyuan's intimacy in her daze. After an unknown amount of time, Fu Siyu raised his hand and touched Yuanyuan's head, "Dad is late."

"Dad has to be punished for what he did wrong."

"Okay, Yuanyuan, how do you want to punish Dad?"

Her beautiful round eyebrows wrinkled, as if she had really thought about it seriously, "I know, I will punish Daddy by making him never leave Mommy and me, and always love Mommy and me."

The night was quiet. After a while, a soft voice rang out in the room, "Okay."