fake love

Chapter 8: A Different Kind of Her (1)
The mobile phone in Fu Ran's bag rang suddenly, and the sharp sound cut through the quiet and silent atmosphere.

She didn't answer, covered her face with both hands and wiped it lightly, her nasal voice was a bit heavy, "Go back."

Ming Chengyou stared at the satchel in her hand with his long and narrow eyes. Fu Ran stood up, and his eyes wandered, only to find that she was soaked in water and staggered as she walked. Without saying a word, he took off his coat and wrapped it around her shoulders, The residual temperature of the suit was like a fierce fire source, Fu Ran's shoulders shrank, and he was not used to it.She raised her head, with a few strands of fine hair on her cheeks, and the cold city wall built in her eyes was destroyed by his action. Ming Chengyou glanced at her, and frowned slightly, "Let's go."

He put his arms around Fu Ran and brought her back to the car.

Until the seat belt was fastened, the smell of cologne that Ming Chengyou left on her body still did not dissipate. Fu Ran didn't like men wearing perfume, because she had never seen a man who could interpret the mysterious and enigmatic feeling of perfume to the fullest. As profound as Ming Chengyou.

He started the engine and turned on the heat.

"Did you call me?"

"beated."

Ming Chengyou nodded and stepped on the accelerator, "My phone is out of battery."

He made a simple confession, and didn't intend to say more. He has always acted recklessly, and even if it made Fu Ran wait in the rain for a few hours, it seemed to have nothing to do with him, and it was her fault.

Fu Ran didn't say much about him, whether it was false or false, she looked out the window.

At this time, it was almost late at night.The cotton-like raindrops are very dense, without the reflection of the street lamps, it is difficult to see such a scene.The road surface is wet, but no rain stains have accumulated. Occasionally, there are people who come back from get off work late, and their steps are not in a hurry, as if they are taking a walk in their spare time.

"Squeak—" The violent brake sound broke the sky, pulling back Fu Ran's wandering thoughts.What was pulled back at the same time was the upper body tied under the seat belt.

"Damn it!" Ming Chengyou cursed softly in his ear.

He pushed open the car door, showing a stern look, "Who the hell dares to block my way?"

That's right, in this territory, the sky and the earth are not as big as the Ming family's. No one knows that the youngest son Ming Yunfeng is holding in his palm is the current crown prince.

However, the car in front of him was a car with a foreign license plate, and the owner of the car was also a young man with vigor, "Open your eyes and see, how do you drive?"

"I still need you to teach me how to drive. What are you doing?" Ming Chengyou leaned in front of the car with his hands crossed over his chest. Although he was young, his natural dignity and unruliness made him look more aggressive.

At such a reckless age, so lawless, no matter how deep the concealment is, he is still young. Fu Ran's eyes fell on Ming Chengyou's side face through the windshield. No one could have predicted that now, this godlike man, One day, he will become a frightening figure.

At that time, he was no longer the current Young Master Ming, so naturally, that was all for later.

The young man rolled up his sleeves, "I don't want to live anymore, do you, be sensible and tell me to get the hell out of here!"

Ming Chengyou used to lean on the hood with his legs crossed, but now his eyes were hard to hide, and his slightly raised hair tails were already sharp. His eyes were as cold as iron, and he was about to speak, but the door slammed The sound came, followed by the hard sound of high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground, "Get out, you're the one who got the hell out of here!"

The young man opened his mouth lightly, enough to hold an egg, and then he realized that he became angry from embarrassment, "Stinky bitch, are you looking for a smoke?"

"Good dogs don't get in the way, kill me!"

Ming Chengyou tilted his head, his expression was obscure, and the corners of Leng Yi's mouth were slightly pursed. This woman...

"You—" The young man was so angry that he was yelled at by a woman in the street. How shameless he was, he raised his fist and was about to rush forward. Ming Chengyou's eyes flickered, and when he strode to follow, his arms only had time to wrap around Fu Ran's waist .

A grasp of Buying, is that what you are talking about?
Fu Ran's waist is delicate, he just exerted a little force, and it was difficult for her to move when she fell into his arms. Ming Chengyou unconsciously tightened his arms, and there was an urge to rub her into his flesh and blood. His palms followed Fu Ran's movements. Rubbing her waist, the young man took the opportunity to punch her.

There was movement under his feet.

However, Fu Ran, who was in front of him, was still one step ahead of him, and the pointed high-heeled shoes followed the kicking motion, and threw it directly on the young man's face.

No matter how hard Ming Chengyou could restrain it, a light and hearty smile spread over her head. Fu Ran stood on tiptoe and was led by him to the side of the car.

"His grandma's!" The young man had two lines of warm nosebleeds hanging from the corner of his mouth. Ming Chengyou opened the car door and stuffed Fu Ran into the passenger seat. , the car rushed out.

Before leaving, the Maybach brushed against the body of the BMW, and a violent friction sound could be heard.

"Ah! My car!"

Fu Ran's eyes were withdrawn from the rearview mirror, and the speed of the car was extremely fast. It didn't take long to leave the young man's ghosts and wolves behind. Fu Ran looked at the marks on the front side of the Maybach, "Your car is more expensive than his."

Ming Chengyou didn't take it seriously, turned on the stereo, and cheerful tunes filled the entire small space, "I'm not short of money."

Fu Ran felt comfortable for a while. She opened the car window and let the cold wind of early autumn come in. She leaned her elbows outside the window and brushed away her messy long hair. Fu Ran smiled slightly, and the loneliness in her eyes took root Sprout, she stroked back the broken hair on her forehead with the palm of her hand, revealing a smooth and full forehead.She exhaled lightly, but the pain in her chest was as if it had been pierced by iron nails. Fu Ran turned her face away from Ming Chengyou, "Have you never seen such a Miss Fu family?"

There was a smile on her lips, Ming Chengyou looked at her eyes, but her eyes were fixed and it was hard to keep them apart.

The bitterness at the corner of Fu Ran's mouth seemed to be contagious. Ming Chengyou felt panicked in her heart, but she laughed uncontrollably, and her eyes became moist. If Fan Xian saw her nervous appearance, she would definitely say something again. She disgraced the Fu family.

I'm afraid that she has completely lost the face of the Fu family.

Although she was careful and dealt with everything, she couldn't replace You Yingrui's position in the Fu family, even...she was their daughter by blood!

"Snapped!"

Ming Chengyou slapped Fu Ran's leg with a palm.

(End of this chapter)