fake love

Chapter 87 Falling to Hell, Lost (8)
As soon as Ming Zheng said this, the audience was in an uproar.Those who originally wanted to join in the fun had no choice but to withdraw obediently.

Fu Ran was surprised, she didn't expect Ming Zheng's desire to be so undisguised, she subconsciously glanced at Ming Chengyou.

"What bet do you use to exchange something so precious like me?" Ming Chengyou narrowed his pretty eyes.

"It's not easy to gain a foothold in Ying'an City again, isn't it?" Ming Zheng smiled firmly, "I'll give you a chance to make a comeback. Since your new company was established, you have encountered many obstacles, big and small. Besides, the 5, the equity is up to you Can it be considered precious?" I'm afraid it's just a pity to discard it.

Ming Yunfeng's will, 5, compared to 60, is the biggest joke for Ming Chengyou.

Fu Ran intends to stay out of it, this is their Ming family's business.

Unexpectedly, Ming Chengyou pointed his finger at her, "I want Fu Ran."

Mingzheng frowned, "You're clearly letting me give in."

"Have you seen Fu Ran dance?"

"Ask her, the first dance I came into contact with was taught by me."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and were glad that they were not involved. It seemed that Ming Zheng was also a tough guy to deal with.

Ming Chengyou still couldn't express his emotions and anger. It took so long after he came in to look at Fu Ran, "Fu Ran, how are you?"

"I don't want to participate." Fu Ran answered simply.

"Let's discuss it." Ming Zheng stood up and pulled Fu Ran's wrist, leading her towards the locker room.

Fu Ran stood outside the locker room door, just like last time, in an indescribable mood, they put the bet on her alone in disguise, and didn't ask her if she could afford it.

"If you help Ming Chengyou win this dance, he will thank you a thousand times."

"But you want to get the equity of Qiankun 5, right?"

Mingzheng's slender body leaned against the window, "We don't talk about interests, help him or help me, it's up to you to choose?"

"Do I have a choice?" Fu Ran looked at the night view outside the window, and the twilight was like silk, "Since he chose me, if I don't agree with this game, I will definitely not be able to continue the game. Now it depends on your position, do you want to?"

Fu Ran left without waiting for Ming Zheng's answer.

After Mingzheng returned to the ballroom, he sat down opposite Ming Chengyou, "Xiaoran, do you agree?"

Fu Ran didn't answer.

"She has no choice." Ming Chengyou said.As long as Fu Ran doesn't participate, he won't gamble. Mingzheng is so rare to find such an opportunity, how can he give up easily, and he will definitely do everything possible to persuade Fu Ran.

"Aren't you afraid that Xiaoran and I will discuss it in advance, and she will make mistakes on purpose?"

"Then I agree." Ming Chengyou almost didn't think about it.

"Okay," Mingzheng nodded, "Since this is the case, I can't be too disadvantaged, at least I have to choose a dance partner that can't be worse than Xiaoran."

"What do you think of me?" Kuangzi's female companion asked.

Ming Zheng took a look, nodded in satisfaction, "Okay."

Fu Ran was afraid that she would make the same mistake as last time, so she went to the side to make a phone call and asked the studio teacher to deliver the dancing shoes she brought to the third floor.

Fu Ran had seen Mingzheng dancing. There is no doubt that, coupled with the professional dance of the female partner, the atmosphere was once extremely high. Fu Ran changed her clothes and stood next to Ming Chengyou. Her fingertip movements revealed her nervousness. Ming Chengyou But at ease, the typical emperor is not in a hurry.

"Don't be nervous, if you lose, you lose."

"Do you know what 5, equity means?"

Ming Zheng is a businessman, how can he not understand, he used a retreat, a vain form to let Ming Chengyou take over the entire family fortune, Fu Ran really wondered if Ming Chengyou's brain was burnt out?
"I know, it means a lot of money."

"Knowing that you still gamble?" Fu Ran couldn't see the figure on the dance floor at all, "Do you have a countermeasure? Anyway, it's just a verbal talk, you want to renege on your debt?"

Ming Chengyou showed obvious disdain, and Fu Ran was speechless. It seemed that she was severely despised.

She just couldn't figure out the reason why Ming Chengyou did this. Could it be that he wanted to fight because of the end of his life?
"Fu Ran, are you happy after you go back?"

Fu Ran leaned her back against the wall, "Why do you ask that?"

The two seemed to be isolated in another space, and the passionate dance music in the arena could not be integrated into this circle at all. Ming Chengyou's tall body leaned against Fu Ran's arm, "Just ask."

At the end of the song, the applause like a flood drowned Fu Ran's mind in an instant. She saw Ming Zheng's female companion coming with his arm in his arms, "It's a shame."

Ming Chengyou clapped his hands, "As expected of a professional dancer."

Compared to Fu Ran, he was as relaxed as ever.

The prelude flowed out like flowing clouds and flowing water, and Ming Chengyou's gaze was like a torch. When Fu Ran was so nervous that his whole body was tense, he took advantage of the music to lean into her ear and whispered, "Your dress doesn't suit you, and your chest looks small."

She glared angrily, "Shut up."

Sure enough, he kept his mouth shut, and Mingzheng's female partner sat back beside Kuangzi, looking intently at the dance floor.

It has to be said that when this man danced, he performed the same movements and the same footsteps, but he moved his hands and feet, all in style, swaying his hips, and his hands and shoulders without sloppy movements. He took off his handmade suit before walking on the dance floor , now wearing only a white shirt.The two diamond buttons on the neckline were opened, the cuff on the left wrist was rolled up to the elbow, and the fringe raised by Fu Ran's skirt collided fiercely with it. This is a drunken dream.

Such cooperation is seamless.

As if he was born for her, and she came because of him.

Fu Ran impromptued a difficult spin. She had great control, and she had never been in such a state like today. Ming Chengyou saw her footsteps suddenly sprained, and he stretched out his arms horizontally to embrace her.

They barely made it through.

There is no room for sloppy let alone negligence in a strong duel.

Fu Ran forced herself to stand up straight with the pain, she looked at the dancing shoes on her feet in disbelief, this time no one else deliberately let go, she thought she would not make a low-level mistake, but how to explain that just now?

Ming Chengyou let go of the palms that held her waist tightly.

Fu Ran sighed, "I'm sorry."

"You'll be fine."

(End of this chapter)