fake love

Chapter 50 Gift (1)
When the prelude slowly slid out, Fu Ran heard that it was "Like Love" by Elva Hsiao.

The tune has an inexplicable sadness, and the headwind pervades the entire restaurant. Many people put down their hands and appreciate it quietly.

After the song is finished, the meaning is still unfinished.

The man got up with the woman, and the two went down the circular staircase. Only then did Fu Ran see their faces clearly.

The man's face is sexy and stylish, the short black hair is clean and neat, and the corners of the eyebrows are sharply hidden in the hair tips. The woman's long hair is draped behind her back, her skin is fair, and she looks very good-looking. Looking at it this way, it is really a perfect combination.

Coincidentally, their seats are next to each other.

When he was seated, the man noticed Fu Ran's gaze, and his gaze became quieter. After seeing Ming Chengyou, he raised his glass of wine and motioned to him.

Ming Chengyou returned the gift and took a sip of wine.

Fu Ran lowered her voice, "Do you know them?"

"Not knowing."

Fu Ran looked to the side and saw the man delivering the cut steak to the woman. She was sincerely envious, "Look, what a man."

When the woman raised her hand, the platinum bracelet on her right wrist slid down. Due to the close distance, Fu Ran clearly saw an ugly and hideous wound running through her wrist. The wine glass took a sip of wine.

"Zun, do you know them?" The woman sitting next to him asked the same thing.

"You forgot, I almost bumped into you on the road once, didn't you still say he was good-looking?" Yuzun pursed his thin lips lightly, "Who in Ying'an City doesn't know Ming San? In the future, there will always be a chance to deal with him .”

Mo Shengxiao nodded half-understood, she seldom cared about his affairs.

"Finally I've seen enough, you're really blatant."

Fu Ran replied to him, "Which handsome man and beautiful woman don't like to look at?"

"Eat yours."

Pervert!

Yuzun and Mo Shengxiao left the restaurant first, and Fu Ran casually asked, "Can you play the piano?"

Ming Chengyou leaned back lazily, "What's the problem? You can't?"

Fu Ran answered honestly, "I won't."

In the 20 years at You's house, not to mention learning the piano, even wanting to get close and touch it was a luxury.

"I think the two played really well just now. They must have been learning since they were young. I haven't seen you play before. What level are you?" Fu Ranquan wanted to find a topic to chat, but Ming Chengyou didn't intend to, "My elder brother Do you know you can dance?"

He suddenly brought the topic to Mingzheng. It's really hard for ordinary people to keep up with this jumping thinking. Fu Ran put down the knife and fork in his hand displeased, "What do you want to say?"

"I just thought of what he said at the dance that night. He's a man who can't do anything."

Fu Ran's throat felt itchy, probably because the temperature here is too high, "You don't like him, do you?"

"Do you like You Yingrui?" Ming Chengyou looked at her coldly but seriously, Fu Ran's heart was suffocated, and he didn't want to hear the name, "She's different from him."

"Why is it different? He is an illegitimate child, but he appeared in front of us majestically, and you still want me to call him big brother? What a joke!"

He hides it very well on weekdays, and Fu Ran has never seen him say anything aggressive in front of Ming Zheng. She stretched out her hand to hold the back of Ming Chengyou's hand, "Okay, let's not talk about this."

Ming Chengyou quickly concealed his emotions, and he shook Fu Ran's hand back. This topic was always too sensitive.

After eating, Fu Ran waited for Ming Chengyou to pay the bill at the door, and it was only two hours. Looking around, the ground was covered with a thin layer of white. Ming Chengyou walked to her side, helped her tighten the scarf, and put his arms around Fu Ran's shoulders Go forward.

This series of actions is extremely natural.

They went to the pedestrian street to choose gifts for the parents of both parties. When they returned to the car, they checked the time. It was already 10 o'clock.

When the car passed the intersection, Fu Ran hurriedly called to stop.

Open the car window, there is a stall selling roasted sweet potatoes outside.

Fu Ran pushed Kaiming Chengyou's hand to hand over the money. She chose the largest sweet potato, wrapped it in yellow-brown wax paper and stuffed it to Ming Chengyou, "This is a Christmas present for you."

"What? Can you give it away too?"

"Isn't there a saying that courtesy is light and affection is heavy?"

"If you want to do business, if you are not a profiteer, then it must be a waste of talents."

Fu Ran didn't care about it, anyway, the man's venomous tongue has always adhered to the style that there is no most venomous, only more venomous.

The heating in the car was just right, and the original light perfume smell in the spacious space was completely covered by the smell of roasted sweet potatoes. Ming Chengyou gave half of the sweet potatoes to Fu Ran, "Eat quickly, and go home after eating."

He tried it for the first time, took a bite, and found that it wasn't disgusting either.

At least not as inaccessible as it looks.

And Ming Chengyou will always remember that the first gift Fu Ran gave her was half a baked sweet potato, and he sold the leftovers.

Back in the capital of Yiyun, Steward Xiao waited in the living room as usual. Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou brought in the presents respectively, and Steward Xiao naturally had a share.

There was a piano in one corner of the living room, but it was never played.

Fu Ran got up, and pulled Ming Chengyou to the piano, "The song just now is really nice, it's Hsiao Yaxuan's similar love, can you play it without the piano score?"

"Does Third Young Master want to play the piano?" Butler Xiao walked behind the two of them with his gift in his arms.

Ming Chengyou couldn't help but turn around and said displeasedly, "Housekeeper Xiao, it's none of your business here, go to sleep."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Housekeeper Xiao smiled and left, it's strange, this master wants to play the piano?

Fu Ran opened the piano cover and sat down on the piano bench. Ming Chengyou had to accompany him when he saw this. Fu Ran's fingers brushed the black and white keys, playing them chaotically.

He slapped her hand off, ruining the music.

Ming Chengyou lightly dropped his fingers, "Duo-lai-mi-fa-"

After two clicks, Fu Ran nodded, "Continue."

"Duo-lai-mi-fa-"

Before playing the tune, you need to practice your hands, "play quickly."

"Duo-lai-mi-fa-"

"..."

The corners of Fu Ran's mouth froze, "Ming Chengyou, don't tell me you can only play do-re-mi."

One sentence hits the mark, but who stipulated that he must know the piano?

(End of this chapter)