fake love

Chapter 2 Affair (2)
After a period of unbearable silence, Fu Ran sighed softly, her head was really low and reluctant.

Seeing that there seemed to be room for relaxation, Fan Xian stretched out her retracted hand again.

"Let her pick it up by herself." He wanted to see how hard her bones could be and whether they could be bent.

Fu Ran walked over, and found that the reporters in the audience were pointing flashlights at her face one by one. Well, she bent down, which was considered groveling.

But she knew better that if things froze, she would not benefit.

At most, the news headlines in tomorrow's newspaper read like this: Ming San Shao cherishes his little lover and abandons the main house at the engagement scene.

Fu Randun was in front of the ring.

Fan Xian stood up sullenly, not daring to meet her daughter's gaze.

The cheongsam on Fu Ran's body was custom-made, with the slit reaching to the base of the thigh, as long as he squats down, he will immediately see the light.She didn't care much, so she could only bend down as carefully as possible.

"Slow." Ming San, who was watching the show, stepped forward. He bent down a step ahead of Fu Ran and picked up the ring. , "I was just joking with you, I should do this kind of thing."

A whisper of amazement and envy entered Fu Ran's ears.

Third Young Master Ming held her right hand, and slowly slipped the ring into her middle finger.

Fu Ran raised her head, and for some reason, her eyes wandered to the imaginative tooth mark on the man's collarbone again. He played with high-profile elegance with ease, and when he bent down, she seemed so petty.

Heh, what a deep and manly man.

There were bursts of applause from the audience. Ming Sanshao, who was 186 tall, nodded and kissed Fu Ran's forehead easily.

He leaned close to her ear and kissed lightly, "I can see your whole leg, the skin is delicate and ecstasy."

The engagement ceremony was successfully held.

Fu Ran breathed a sigh of relief, and finally had time to sit down for a while.

Fan Xian came to her side with a plate, "Xiao Ran, eat something, you must be hungry?"

"Mom, is this the man you want me to marry in the future?"

"You child, how many women are trying to sit in the seat of the third young lady of the Ming family, you..."

Fu Ran picked up the wine glass next to her and drank it down.

"You..." To die, Fan Xian snatched the empty cup from Fu Ran's hand without saying a word, "Calm down, show the appearance that a lady should be, do you really want others to know what you were like before?"

There were light brown wine stains on Fu Ran's mouth, she didn't take it seriously, "So what if you know? At worst, we will end the engagement."

"Little dye..."

Fu Ran interrupted Fan Xian's next words, "According to their requirements, I will live in Ming Chengyou's house in the future, and I may rarely come back."

"This mother knows, you remember clearly, get pregnant early, so that you can sit firmly in the seat of the third young mistress."

Fu Ran stopped talking.

When the entire engagement banquet was completely over, it was almost 9 o'clock in the evening.

Several champagne-colored Bentley cars bypassed the ladder-style fountain and entered the venue. The Ming family was busy seeing off guests. Ming Chengyou went to the leading car, and the driver opened the door for him.

"Aren't you leaving yet?"

Hearing this, Fu Ran followed her, and Ming Chengyou held her waist lightly with a big palm, and with a slight push, he followed Fu Ran into the back seat of the car.

The window was opened according to Ming Chengyou's order. In order to highlight her good figure, the cheongsam was tightly wrapped, and even if she exhaled a little harder, she would feel flustered.

The car passed Wanda Plaza.

Fu Ran propped her head, closed her eyes and rested her mind, her ears suddenly felt hot, she turned her head and saw Ming Chengyou's handsome face approaching, "Cover me up, I won't treat you badly."

"What do you mean?"

The man's long and narrow peach eyes were fatally sexy, "I'm going to see my little lover." He raised his chin lightly, "Uncle Wang, stop the car."

"Third Young Master, don't you want to go home?"

"Wait for me for half an hour, the young lady wants to eat freshly made Haagen-Dazs."

Uncle Wang smiled with an old face, "Master is really caring, okay, I'll park the car by the side of the road."

Before the wheels stopped, Ming Chengyou opened the car door and strode away.

Fu Ran's face stiffened for a moment. To be honest, she had never met someone like Ming Sanshao.

Uncle Wang is kind, taking advantage of the gap, he strikes up a conversation with Fu Ran without saying a word.

Ten minutes later, there was still no sign of Third Young Master Ming.

A call came to Uncle Wang's mobile phone.

"Hey, ma'am..." Uncle Wang looked at Fu Ran through the rearview mirror.

"What's going on, didn't Chengyou leave the field before us? Where is he?"

"Ma'am, Third Young Master said that he would go buy food for Young Mistress, maybe it was delayed for some time, it might be on the way back."

"What? Are there any rules? Give Fu Ran the phone number!"

Uncle Wang did as he said.

"Fu Ran, what's the matter? Let Chengyou run around for you this big night, you are not a three-year-old child, don't you know what to eat? Even if you go another day, there is still time..."

Fu Ran stretched out her fingers with a headache, and lightly pressed her eyebrows, "Mom, we are in Wanda Plaza, and he went to meet his little lover, maybe it was the woman from the banquet."

10 minute later.

Fu Ran saw Ming Chengyou striding forward from not far away, his slender figure got into the car, and the flamboyant scent of women's perfume on his body filled the entire narrow and cramped space, the buttons were more open than when he left One, and the tooth marks seemed to be a little deeper.

Ming Chengyou stared at Fu Ran's side face with a half-smile.

"Master?"

"Drive." He said coldly.

Uncle Wang glanced carefully, it seemed that Fu Ran was right, there was no shadow of Haagen-Dazs in Ming Chengyou's hands.

"Very good," Ming Chengyou walked over and squeezed Fu Ran by the window. His slender and powerful arms wrapped around her shoulders, and his thin lips touched her neck and said, "Go back and see how I deal with you!"

The windows are wide open.

Ming Chengyou's long arms were still around Fu Ran's shoulders, and those who didn't know why glanced over, saying that they were loving Biren.

He has slender fingers, and he must be a person who pays attention to details on weekdays, even every nail is trimmed just right.Ming Chengyou tapped her white jade-like shoulder with his index finger, and he could feel the coolness penetrating from his palm.

(End of this chapter)