fake love

Chapter 42 Salt the Wound
Ming Chengyou turned a blind eye, raised his hand and lightly rubbed the top of Fu Ran's head, "Why are you here?"

Before she could speak, Li Yunling said first, "Your father is looking for Mingzheng and Xiaoran, and he has something to ask."

Luo Wenying looked across Ming Zheng's handsome and cold side face, wandering between Fu Ran and Ming Zheng with doubts on her face, she didn't ask any questions, and let Ming Zheng wrap her hand in his palm.

Ming Yunfeng took the opportunity to change the subject, and Ming Chengyou took advantage of the gap between Luo Wenying's conversation and took the photos on the coffee table away, and stuffed them into Fu Ran's hand together with the envelope and A4 paper, "Put your own things away."

Ming Yunfeng secretly wondered, this kid has changed his sex?Seeing photos like this, he could still hold his breath, and he felt relieved. He was indeed mature, and he had a rare understanding of the general situation.

Fu Ran squeezed the envelope tightly in her hand, her nails wrinkled the hard paper.

"Wen Ying, I discussed with Ming Zheng just now, and I want to hold the engagement banquet for you first, what do you think?"

Luo Wenying cut her short hair neatly and dyed it maroon. She has a gentle temper and rarely heard her speak loudly, "Uncle, I listen to Mingzheng."

"Then, it will be in half a month."

Ming Chengyou bent down to the coffee table in a leisurely manner. He didn't like to participate in what they were discussing. He took a grape and peeled it and put it in his mouth. Handed the grape to her mouth, "Open your mouth."

Without thinking about it, she slightly parted her lips.

Ming Chengyou stuffed it into her mouth.

Luo Wenying couldn't help laughing, Mingzheng's eyes froze, and she turned her gaze away.

Only then did Fu Ran come back to his senses, but half of the grape was blocked in his throat, and he felt like he couldn't get up or down. Ming Zheng got up and said something was up soon, and took Luo Wenying and left together.

Before approaching the garage, Mingzheng let go of Luo Wenying's hand, "Our company still has something to do, you can drive back by yourself."

"Go and do your work." Luo Wenying opened the car door without waiting for Mingzheng, and drove away.

Ming Yunfeng's matter was settled, he had a meal outside at noon, and he didn't stay at home too much.

After a thousand people left, there were only three people left in the living room.

Li Yunling pointed at Ming Chengyou, unable to speak outright.

"Mom, are your hands cramping?"

"You, you son of a bitch," Li Yunling patted her chest again, "The head of the Luo family was here just now, and if you make a fuss about it, this marriage will definitely not work out."

"Mom," Ming Chengyou said with impatience on his face, "to spoil the boss' good deed, do you want the old man to beat me to death?"

"Don't let me get around, you are also a victim of this matter, no matter how much you make a fuss, you should do it, don't you want to help the boss?" Li Yunling's meaning could not be more clear, but it is not enough to tell the source of the photo in person. Say it.

Fu Ran's hand holding the envelope dropped to her lap, and slowly carried the letter behind her back.

She was deeply imprisoned, and Li Yunling didn't care about her feelings at all. Ming Chengyou was annoyed by the words, and threw the half-peeled grapes in his hand to the coffee table, and the splashed juice was like a splashed oil painting drawing lines and lines. Wen Wen said, "Mom, it was your idea to get me engaged to the Fu family at the beginning. It is not Fu Ran who is embarrassing about this matter. It is I who are uncomfortable when she is uncomfortable. She has lost all face, and this face can grow on me. ?”

Li Yunling's face turned livid, "You—"

"Mom," Fu Ran, who was silently beside me, quickly said, "Don't be angry, the matter with my eldest brother is over long ago. It was true that someone took a sneak shot that day. I promise that such things will not happen again in the future."

In just a few months, the young couple gradually developed a tacit understanding.

It was rare to see Ming Chengyou willing to protect each other like this, and most of Li Yunling's energy disappeared, and finally he could worry less.

"Xiaoran, have a good time with Chengyou. Mom sometimes speaks in a hurry, but it's all for your own good."

"Mom, I understand."

When Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou left, Li Yunling sent them to the door. Taking advantage of Fu Ran's unpreparedness, Li Yunling gently squeezed her son's arm, "Do you want to give you 100 million as a hush money, Ming University reporter?"

"Hey," Ming Chengyou pushed her into the living room, "Go and listen to your play, female Baogong."

Fu Ran walked halfway, and turned around to see the mother and son smiling. Li Yunling poked her son's forehead and said something, and Ming Chengyou left her and strode forward.

He stood side by side with her, took the car key from her hand and threw it on the roof of the car, "You go back in my car."

"No, I have to go to work."

Ming Chengyou had already grabbed Fu Ran's arm and stuffed her into the passenger seat, "I'll ask the driver to take the car back to Yiyun Capital for you in the afternoon."

Ming Chengyou put on the brown sunglasses, and seeing that Fu Ran was still holding the thing in his hand, he took it casually, tore up the envelope and threw it out of the window. With the gradually bleak cold wind sweeping away.

"Did Mom and Dad know about you and your eldest brother?"

Fu Ran'e frowned and looked up at him.

"Don't make such an expression that you think I'm a god. I still can't guess your crap? I had doubts when you wrote the word 'brother' on the mirror. Look at the current situation. It was the eldest brother who said it himself. from?"

Fu Ran nodded, "Yes."

"Oh," Ming Chengyou sneered, with a taste of gloating in his misfortune, "You were wrong to call me that at the beginning, brother, brother, clearly incest! Do you still dare to think about you in the future? If you have other thoughts, you just Steal someone else's husband."

The elder brother has become the eldest brother, isn't what Ming Chengyou said with a crow's mouth the truth?

"Do you like to sprinkle salt on other people's wounds, don't you?" Fu Ranruo said it didn't hurt, it must be a lie, she looked away from the car, Ming Chengyou's lips were smiling, and he turned on the speaker in a good mood, "Yes Where is the wound? Go back and ask my brother to check it for you?"

Back in Yiyun Capital, Ming Chengyou went to the bathroom to take a bath first, while Fu Ran pushed open the French windows and came to the balcony.

The evening wind was bleak and tasteless, passing over the huge azure swimming pool, and there was a salty smell on the face.

The chest cavity was congested at one breath, and it still cannot be evacuated.

She curled up her limbs and nestled into the sofa. When the phone rang, the vibrating sound rubbed against the glass coffee table and made an extremely harsh movement. Fu Ran was shocked. She took the phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. After hesitating, she connected.

(End of this chapter)