fake love

Chapter 18 Personal Birthday (2)
Ming Chengyou backed away, and the surroundings were condensed with bone-chilling cold. He took out his mobile phone and called Fu Ran, but he heard that the other party had turned off the phone.

Dare to cut his women, all of them are tired and crooked.

Although he and Fu Ran haven't slept yet, it will be a matter of time anyway. Ming Sanshao upheld a good style when he was a child, and he is kind and bullied. It's a woman.

When Ming Chengyou entered the social circle, the peach blossoms in his eyes fascinated people. He has a strong figure and can vaguely see the hard abdominal muscles under the white shirt. He is born like a monster and knows how to confuse people. The sky is exhausted.

Fu Songting was busy entertaining, Fu Ran left, but the dinner had to last.Fan Xian stood aside thoughtfully, unaware that Ming Chengyou was approaching her side. She felt more and more guilty towards Fu Ran in her heart. The child was high-minded, and I'm afraid he had suffered more grievances since returning to Fu's house.

"mom."

Fan Xian came back to her senses, only to feel that she was out of breath as if blocked by a mountain in front of her. After seeing clearly that it was Ming Chengyou, her face quickly flashed embarrassment, "Chengyou?"

"Mom, where is Xiaoran, why didn't I see her?"

"She..." Fan Xian lightly caressed the lump in his throat, "Xiao Ran went home first."

Ming Chengyou seemed to be disappointed, his starry eyes narrowed his expression dimly, "Didn't you say you would wait for me to pick her up?" He stepped on the stone steps next to him with one leg, just in time to see You Yingrui helping the swollen left Wang When Xu Ting came out, the latter covered her face with her palms and couldn't hide her resentment in her eyes, "I just see her upset, why did she make you fall like this when she came back? How can she compare with you? Ruirui, look at your life now. What day is it..."

"Xu Ting, no matter what, you can't hit anyone. My parents wanted us to celebrate my birthday together for my own good. Where did you make such a fuss about me?" You Yingrui's voice was soft, and now her status was embarrassing. Fu Ran's departure in the middle of the meeting is bound to make everyone's eyes focus on her.

Fan Xian walked over and hugged You Yingrui's shoulder, "This matter has nothing to do with you, don't take it to heart."

When Ming Chengyou heard this, he didn't get angry. He spoke with his usual frivolity and tried to suppress the anger in his heart, "Hey, isn't this the daughter of the Wang family? Why is her face so swollen like a bird?"

Wang Xuting looked sullen, "Third Young Master is here too?"

"This is also my home. Where am I if I'm not here?" Ming Chengyou put his arms around his chest, tiptoed his left foot, and leaned on the white Roman column with his upper body, "Mom, why did Xiaoran leave halfway when she was fine?"

Fan Xian couldn't hold back, You Yingrui saw that she was hesitating and didn't know what to say, "Xiaoran may feel a little uncomfortable, you should go home and have a look."

Ming Chengyou turned his gaze to her face, without saying a word, staring at her so hairy.

Fan Xian gently pulled You Yingrui's hand, "Chengyou, this is Ruirui."

"Which Ruirui?"

"She's my other daughter."

Ming Chengyou vaguely knew about the Fu family, but not deeply. Li Yunling mentioned it once, and only said that Fu Ran had changed with the wrong person before.

"Hello, I'm You Yingrui."

Ming Chengyou didn't hear anything else clearly, but the word "尤" was extremely profound. Fu Ran, You Ran...

No wonder she rejected him when he called her having an affair.

"Mom, which one is your biological daughter?"

You Yingrui's outstretched hand froze in place.

Fan Xian was also startled.

After Ming Chengyou left these words, he was about to leave. The beams of landscape lights in the garden overlapped, and the champagne glasses piled up layer by layer were like crystals, and the light yellow liquid could reflect hypocritical and indifferent faces. Fragrant and tender, but the main characters are gone, why are these people still celebrating?
With just a light kick, the beauty that was so hard to cast was completely shattered, how vulnerable it is.The spilled liquid splashed to the crowd, and many people gathered after hearing the movement.

"Chengyou, what are you doing?" Fu Songting rushed over.

"No matter how bad it is, she is still the young mistress of the Ming family. You don't know how to cherish it, so it's no wonder others spoil it. I don't hit women, but if anyone dares to hit my woman, I will definitely make her feel uncomfortable next time," Ming Chengyou bent down and wiped trousers, and said coldly, "Just wait."

No one in the Ming family's territory dared to do anything to the prince, so they could only watch him walk away in awe.

It wasn't long before he walked out, only to hear him stomp his feet and say, "Since this has happened again and again, don't let her come back at all."

Ming Chengyou called Fu Ran no less than ten times, but her phone was always turned off.

After searching around to no avail, Ming Chengyou had no choice but to return to Yiyun Capital. He sat on a wooden bench in the garden and began to wait for her. There was a light rain in the middle of the night, and Fu Ran's luck was always bad. When I walked out of the house, it was raining, this time again.

Ming Chengyou crossed his legs, looking towards the door unknowingly became more worried, Fu Ran lay beside him every day and took half of his bed space, now that she is not here, he is not used to it.

The garden was so quiet, the night was dark, the drizzle stained the trouser legs and made them wet, and the cool touch soaked into the heart. Ming Chengyou raised his head countless times before he saw Fu Ran staggering back.

She lowered her head, looking sleepy.

Ming Chengyou got up and walked, standing on the highest stone step overlooking her.

Fu Ran walked a few steps, only to find a group of figures suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, she raised her head and stopped her steps, half of her face had obvious finger marks, the dress on her body was wrinkled, and her hair was scattered behind her head.

"Where have you been?"

"Why are you not sleeping yet?"

In unison.

Ming Chengyou walked down the next step. Because he stood taller than her, Fu Ran could only reach the seat above his chest. Seeing that her hair was wet, Ming Chengyou must have been in the rain for a long time, "You were whipped?"

"So obvious?" Fu Ran smiled wryly, reaching out to touch her cheek, "Hiss—"

It hurts badly.

"Looking good, have you taken it back?"

The top of her black head was raised, her small face was facing the sky, even though her face was swollen, she still couldn't hide her charming demeanor. Fu Ran's eyes were dark, and Ming Chengyou saw that the bottom of her pool was gradually covered with mist. Taking a deep breath, he tried his best to relieve his depression in a calm tone, "Of course, am I the kind of person who can afford to suffer?"

(End of this chapter)