fake love

Chapter 76 Ming Chengyou, don’t practice yourself in front of me (3)
Mingzheng nodded with a smile, and handed the remaining half of the cigarette to Fu Ran, who took it and took a sip imitating the handsome appearance of the men.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

Ming Zheng raised his hand and patted her on the back, took the cigarette in her hand and threw it aside, "This kind of thing is not suitable for you."

The oppression accumulated in his chest gradually dissipated. The hints in Ming Zheng's words were obvious, but as usual, no one said anything. Seeing that Fu Ran was not in good spirits, he said that he was not in a hurry for some things, "Can I still drive? Do you want to?" I take you back?"

"Need not."

When Mingzheng returned to the villa, he saw that the light in the master bedroom was on as usual.

After loosening his tie, he went upstairs, opened the door and saw Luo Wenying lying quietly on the bed with a book in her hand, and when she heard the movement at the door, she said without raising her head, "I'm back."

"Ah."

Their life was like a glass of boiled water, dull and boring, and she never asked him whether he was out for entertainment or having a good time when he came home late.

Sometimes Ming Zheng even felt that she was so quiet that he was like air.

After taking a shower, he poured two glasses of red wine from the wine cabinet and handed one of them to Luo Wenying.

"Anything to celebrate?"

Mingzheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and brought the wine glass closer, "I just want to drink."

She smelled a woman's perfume on his body, which was different from yesterday's. Luo Wenying drank it down in one gulp, and handed the glass back to Ming Zheng.

He showed a faint smile, "It's not good for women to drink heavily."

It was probably the first time that he smiled so knowingly. Luo Wenying had to admit that he was outstanding in appearance, even though she was so cold-hearted, she couldn't help being intoxicated after drinking a glass of wine.

After Mingzheng went to bed, he watched the ball game and didn't feel sleepy until early morning, "Go to sleep."

Luo Wenying closed the book and turned off the bedside lamp.

Although they slept on the same bed, Mingzheng never touched her, and the two never slept close together. Luo Wenying remembered that once he slept badly, and when he woke up, he found his arms tightly around her waist. The two separated quickly and awkwardly, so that they slept tremblingly for several nights.

The next day, Mingzheng agreed to send his mother Zhao Lan to Ming Yunfeng's tomb, and Luo Wenying was fine, so she accompanied her there.

They didn't expect to run into Li Yunling at this time, even though they wanted to avoid it, they still bumped into her.

Li Yunling stood at the entrance, her clothes were foggy, she was wearing a well-styled hat, and seeing the heavy faces of the three of them became more and more ugly, Zhao Lan followed Ming Zheng, and when they met on a narrow road, she unconsciously stepped back .

Ming Zheng wrapped his arms around her waist, "Mom, you have been wronged for more than 20 years, now you don't need to live in her shadow anymore."

"Sure enough, I changed my identity, and even my tone of voice has changed."

"Mingzheng, let's go." Zhao Lan signaled Mingzheng to go aside.

Li Yunling finally seized the opportunity, so how could she let it go easily? She saw Luo Wenying who was silent next to her, "If you want to say what kind of person can give birth to any kind of son, although Yunfeng has you outside, he will never give birth to you." Others recognize your identity. And you, the boss... Don't think that with Fu Ran's Y head to help you, you can really get what you want, Wen Ying, take a look, the relationship between the boss and Fu Ran is unclear and only You're stuck in the dark." Li Yunling saw that Mingzheng's face was getting ugly, she leaned up to him and said, "Last night, Chengyou was intoxicated and drunk, and it was Fu Ran who sent him back to Yiyun Capital. We spend an hour alone in the room, maybe the old feelings will rekindle."

Ming Zheng smiled without being angry, "According to Ming Chengyou's current situation, I think dealing with him is as easy as dealing with an ant. Li Yunling, the more you dare to provoke me, the more I will intensify my efforts to make your son nice!"

"you--"

Impulsively, Li Yunling slapped her.

Ming Zheng clasped her wrist with all his strength, "Don't think that I'm still the illegitimate child you can play with in your hands!" He shook off Li Yunling's hand and protected Zhao Lan by his side, "Mom, let's go."

Luo Wenying glanced at Li Yunling deeply, and Ming Zheng's displeased voice came from the front, "Wen Ying, what are you still doing there?"

She nodded to Li Yunling as a greeting, and followed Ming Zheng's footsteps in two or three steps.

Li Yunling stood there and looked at the back of the three of them going to the cemetery together. Yes, she was wrong. She thought that Mingzheng had selfish intentions, but she never thought that this illegitimate child would have such great abilities!
Luo Wenying stood in front of the tombstone, and Zhao Lan offered incense to Ming Yunfeng. Since it was early in the morning, there were few people in the cemetery, and Mingzheng stood three steps away with a blank expression. Zhao Lan waved to Mingzheng after saying a few words, "Come here, share incense with your father."

Ming Zheng stood still.

Zhao Lan's gentle face was tense, "Ming Zheng!"

Luo Wenying saw Ming Zheng walking reluctantly.

"No matter how much resentment you have in your heart, at least he will give you what you want in the end." Zhao Lan lit a stick of incense and handed it to Ming Zheng, and she walked to Luo Wenying's side, placing her palm comfortingly on her shoulder Pat lightly, "Wen Ying, don't take Li Yunling's words to heart. Our mother and child have always been the thorn in her heart, and we don't want to get rid of it at any moment."

Mingzheng stood up after burning the incense, and said to the two behind him, "Let's go."

He didn't like to explain, and he didn't think it was necessary.

Fu Ran didn't get up until close to 11 o'clock. During this period, Chen's mother called her downstairs for breakfast more than once, but she was really sleepy.

Standing in front of the bright and clear mirror, Fu Ran's mouth was full of foam, and the movements of brushing her teeth slowed down moment by moment in a daze. The sporadic memories of last night were spliced ​​into a clear X-rated picture. She covered her eyes, picked up the cup and rinsed vigorously. mouth.

She didn't expect that Ming Chengyou, no matter how rascal and bastard he was, would not do things that force people.

She didn't even expect that there was something she was too afraid of losing, so she wanted to keep it by all means.

When Fu Ran came to the ground floor, Fan Xian was about to call her for lunch, "Come and sit down, you don't even want to eat breakfast, are you starving?"

"Mom, it's rare for me to sleep late, where's Dad?"

"Your dad has something to do at work today," Fan Xian continued to put food in Fu Ran's bowl, his eyes full of inquiry, "When did you come back last night?"

"Oh, the studio was temporarily busy until late." Fu Ran replied unnaturally.

(End of this chapter)