fake love

Chapter 83 Falling to Hell, Lost (4)
"Why did this happen, why did this happen?!" Li Yunling raised her voice suddenly, the sharp voice almost piercing through the finally peaceful sky, Ming Chengyou and Ming Rong strode forward, "Mom!"

"Impossible, how can this be?"

"Mom," Ming Chengyou thought that Li Yunling was still worried about the inheritance, "don't do that."

Li Yunling pushed Ming Chengyou hard, but she rushed forward. She lost control of her fingers to dig out the characters on it. Ming Chengyou saw that his whole face was instantly livid.

Ming Yunfeng was buried in a double tomb, and the black tombstone was engraved with names in advance where it should have been blank.

This seat should be reserved for Li Yunling a hundred years later.

Li Yunling's well-manicured nails peeled off abruptly, and dark red blood was drawn from her fingertips.

Ming Rong took a closer look and found that Zhao Lan's name was engraved on the tombstone. "how so?"

"It's very simple, that's what Dad meant." Ming Zheng's voice suddenly rose behind him.

Ming Chengyou turned his head and saw Mingzheng standing not far away with Zhao Lan by his arm. Zhao Lan still looked sad. Mingzheng's eyes were clear, and he glanced coldly at the tombstone, "He didn't get to talk to my mother before he died. Often together, after death, it is normal for him to leave her ashes."

"Brother!" Ming Rong let go of Li Yunling's hand, he rushed forward and asked, "How can you do this without authorization? This must be approved by the family members!"

Ming Zheng sneered, "I am the eldest son of Ming, and I have the right to make decisions."

Li Yunling clenched her bloodstained fingers tightly, watching the bloodstains on the tombstone slashed hideously, and the black surface of the tombstone reflected her red eye sockets from all the forbearance.

Ming Rong is young and vigorous, grabbing Ming Zheng's collar and punching him.

"Ming Rong!" Li Yunling turned her back to stop him, "Don't make trouble in front of your father, or let him go so far that he can't live in peace."

"But, Mom—"

Ming Chengyou stood in front of the stele, and Li Yunling quietly finished offering incense to Ming Yunfeng. The pain in her fingers reminded her that she had just lost control, and when everything was over, she got up and turned around.

Zhao Lan covered the corners of her mouth and was crying, Li Yunling suppressed the warmth in her eyes, "I really haven't seen anyone who can't wait to fight for the status of a dead person."

Ming Zheng patted Zhao Lan on the shoulder, signaling her to go to the grave.

Li Yunling looked at the woman who was silently moving forward, Zhao Lan was used to the identity of a shadow, if it wasn't for Ming Zheng's insistence, she might not even dare to think of being buried with Ming Yunfeng.Li Yunling took a breath of cool air, and walked towards the gate, "If you want to be really happy, you have to make sure you die before me."

Ming Rong resented the injustice, and Ming Chengyou's hand hanging by his side was also tightly clenched into a fist.

Li Yunling walked out of Ming Zheng's sight, her pace became more and more urgent, and finally she couldn't help but reach out to wipe her tears.

"Mom." Ming Rong wanted to step forward.

Ming Chengyou grabbed him, "Second Brother, let Mom go first."

Only then did Ming Rong understand, and deliberately slowed down.

It's not that Li Yunling doesn't care, it's that she can't make trouble now. She sat in the back seat of the car and looked out from a distance. One day, she will return the pain ten times and a hundred times to the mother and child!
Ming Chengyou's company has just started, and it was not difficult to rely on his ability and relationship to support it, but everyone knows that Ming Chengyou has a thorn in his head, and it is difficult to get ahead.

Fu Ran made an appointment to go to a company to send the sorted materials to the planning department. The secretary asked her to find a place to sit for a meeting. Everyone in the planning department was in a meeting, but it should be over in about ten minutes.

She found the place where the event was going to be held to visit, and Fu Ran stayed for a while, thinking that the planning department should be almost open, so she hurried back.

Passing by the company's conference room, the people inside just pulled up the curtains. Fu Ran saw Secretary Ni who had dinner with Ming Chengyou that day standing in front of the window. Seeing her, Secretary Ni was obviously also startled. She turned sideways, Fu Ran missed it, and Ming Chengyou, who was sitting at the window, happened to meet him.

He sat upright, showing impatience between his brows. Secretary Ni sat on the seat to Ming Chengyou's left, his delicate eyebrows almost fixed on his face, and they looked at each other from a distance through a huge glass window.

Ming Chengyou remembered Fu Ran's words, and was a relative stranger.

Secretary Ni raised her head, her eyes were filled with injustice.

"Why are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time." The previous secretary walked over, "Director Wang of the planning department is waiting for you."

"Okay." Fu Ran withdrew.

The door of the meeting room was quickly opened, and Secretary Ni looked eagerly, "Excuse me, is Mr. Zhu busy yet?"

"Not yet, just wait." The secretary's tone was clearly perfunctory.

Secretary Ni's eyes dimmed for a moment, and he had no choice but to close the door again.

"Go this way," the secretary led the way, and muttered after walking a long way, "How could Mr. Zhu dare to offend Qiankun? He is really full and waiting here for nothing."

Fu Ran turned back to look at the meeting room, the sun was shining in a deserted place, which was chilling.

After arranging the work, Fu Ran drove away, passed by the company's guard, turned around and saw a car slowly entering.

She blinked, but didn't see the license plate clearly, only felt a little familiar.

Mingcheng Youbai waited for a long time, knowing that this was the result but had to stay here and be looked down upon by others.

Secretary Ni walked out of the meeting room, and the secretary just walked over quickly, "Where are you going?"

"Since President Zhu doesn't want to see you, let's go back to the head office."

"Wait for 5 minutes, President Zhu will be here soon."

Secretary Ni rushed into the conference room, "Mr. Zhu is finally here."

Ming Chengyou's eyes were calm, and the looming boredom revealed another layer of haze over the brightness that Secretary Ni had hoped for so hard.

That's right, she followed Ming Chengyou in the past, and when she went away, she was waiting to be praised by others, and when she needed to see others, she had to wait for a long time?

The door of the meeting room was opened, but the person who walked in was not the person they wanted to meet.

Ming Zheng stood with the backlight, and told the people who came with him to wait outside, then he walked in and took the first seat.

Ming Chengyou asked his assistant and Secretary Ni to go out as well.

Ming Zheng raised his head and looked around, his words were full of sarcasm, "I didn't expect you to condescend to come to such a small company."

(End of this chapter)