fake love

Chapter 33
Fu Ran buttoned her bra, put on her sweater again, her legs went limp when she stood up, she saw Ming Chengyou blocking her way, "Let's go."

"Is it that wronged?" He raised his eyebrows with disdain.

He has many women, of course it doesn't matter, Fu Ran pushed him away, "Ming Chengyou, it's a pity you don't go to act, besides, do you really think I will be tricked into going to the hospital?"

"Just in case you've heard of it? Next time they talk about me, I'll just throw your pregnancy report over there!"

Fu Ranqi's expression changed drastically, "I won't give birth to you!"

Ming Chengyou didn't take it seriously, and he didn't think too far, "I slept with you, so I'm afraid I can't get a fake one?"

It turned out to be the case.

Fu Ran's heart sank, but she suddenly realized that something was wrong, her face flushed with anger, "You can fake it anytime, anywhere, why do you have to go to bed?"

Ming Chengyou didn't expect that this entanglement would lead him in, and the unnaturalness after being exposed flashed across his face. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he would not admit it at this time, saying that he just wanted her, and there was no other reason.

"It's all online now, what do you want to do?"

Fu Ran glanced at Yin Hong in the middle of the bed, she turned to leave, Ming Chengyou grabbed her wrist first, "Where are you going?"

"go out!"

This is the first time Ming Chengyou has seen such a situation, not to mention Fu Ran's reluctance last night, just the scene after waking up, he has never seen her so ignorant when he lived to 24.After all, I don't have him in my heart, so I feel that this relationship is humiliating and I want to leave.

"Okay, do you want to go? You go now," Ming Chengyou grabbed Fu Ran by the wrist and dragged her out. Both of them were wearing slippers. Fu Ran stumbled downstairs behind Ming Chengyou. Housekeeper Xiao Seeing the two of them, before he could open his mouth, Ming Chengyou pushed Fu Ran out of the door with a livid face, "Stand outside and think about things that are hot-headed!"

He turned around and slammed the door shut again, shouting at several people not far away, "No one is allowed to open the door for her!"

For a moment, Fu Ran stood outside the door, feeling aggrieved by being abandoned again.

Ming Chengyou strode upstairs, the bedroom door slammed violently, as if the whole villa had a cold war.

After taking a shower in the bathroom and changing into dry clothes, Ming Chengyou walked to the balcony, leaned over a little and saw Fu Ran standing outside the door, the sun was just right at that time, and he stretched out his arms lazily In the green shade outside, strips hang down on top of the woman's head.

Irritability was always crowded in Ming Chengyou's heart, he opened his palms, Fu Ran didn't look up, the door behind him was closed, and he only took a few steps after standing for a long time.

When Ming Chengyou returned to the bedroom, the bright red in the center of the KINGSIZE bed was dazzling. He walked around the room, walked to the sofa and picked up the game console that was thrown aside.

Steward Xiao stood outside and called out cautiously, "Third Young Master, lunch is ready."

Ming Chengyou raised his head and looked out of the window. The originally clear glass was covered with mist at some point. When he looked again, the sky was dark and hazy, and it started to rain.

He threw away the things in his hand, strode open the door and rushed out.

Housekeeper Xiao followed closely, but he couldn't keep up with him no matter what. Ming Chengyou opened the door, and the smell of earth mixed with grassy fragrance rushed towards him. dye.

Ming Chengyou walked into the garden in the rain, widened his eyes, avoided those precious flowers and garden decorations, and could see the end at a glance.

Housekeeper Xiao took an umbrella and hurried to his side, "Third Young Master, it's raining so hard, let's go back."

"What about her?"

When Fu Ran was dragged out of the room by him, she didn't bring anything with her. Where could she go?

"Young mistress?" Housekeeper Xiao looked at Ming Chengyou puzzled, "I left early, and the sky is not good, she asked me to take an umbrella and said to go to work." Who is stupid?If you don't let her in, are you really obediently leaving her in the rain?When it's a drama of bitterness.

"Leaving?" Ming Chengyou frowned.

Butler Xiao hurriedly argued, "I didn't open the door for young mistress, the umbrella was handed out through the window."

Ming Chengyou was so angry that he kicked towards the flower pot. The bottom of the ceramic pot crackled and rolled out of the steps. The well-growing stems and leaves crawled on the ground, and the dark brown soil was repeatedly washed by the rain.

"Third Young Master!"

Ming Chengyou waved away the umbrella that Butler Xiao handed over, feeling inexplicably upset, and just wanted to find someone to vent his anger on.

Not long after Fu Ran walked out of Evian's capital, the umbrella in his hand came in handy in time.She fumbled for her pockets, they were empty, and her clothes still looked the same, but she was driven away so suddenly that she could only wear slippers.

A silver-gray luxury car sped by, and the wind was fierce, Fu Ran took two steps away, and saw it quickly reversed and drove back to her side, the left window fell down, revealing an outstandingly handsome face, "Xiao Ran. "

She bent down slightly, and then she saw the person clearly, "Brother."

His stern face sank deeper and deeper, but he still said calmly, "Why are you here alone? Where are you going? I'll see you off."

"Need not."

"Get in the car, maybe there are reporters around here."

Fu Ran knew that she had no choice at this time, did she really want to walk to the studio?

The car was full of people, and it didn't run as fast as before. Ming Zheng took a new towel from the back seat and handed it to her, "Why are you dressed like this?"

Fu Ran laughed at herself and curled her lips, her eyes glanced at the light blue slippers on her feet, "I was kicked out."

"why?"

Fu Ran's hair was stained with dampness. Seeing the wipers pushing away the traces of drizzle and all kinds of people rushing past at the intersection, she was suddenly in a daze and said in a daze, "One year, it was the same weather. I and those people outside Running in the rain as if I lost my soul, I shouted why to the sky, but until today, I still haven’t got the answer.”

Mingzheng held the steering wheel tightly with his hands, he lowered the car window, opened a small gap, occasionally sporadic raindrops hit his face, the wet and cold feeling extinguished the impulse in his body, and in just a blink of an eye, the man returned to his usual coolness.

His eyes fell on Fu Ran's neck through the rearview mirror. She didn't know it, but there was a pink hickey there, which didn't fade overnight, and it would have turned purple.

Mingzheng's eyes are getting darker, the small space is quiet and silent, and this feeling of almost suffocation, Fu Ran took a light breath, it's useless, let her want to ask about the past, but he obviously doesn't want to mention it, What's more, I've already forgotten it.

(End of this chapter)