fake love

Chapter 88 Falling to Hell, Lost (9)
Ming Zheng took the lead in applauding, and then the applause became one piece.

Ming Chengyou also simply said, "We lost, you ask the lawyer to come to Yiyun Capital tomorrow, and I will give you the equity of the 5 in Qiankun."

Although Fu Ran was prepared, she was still surprised, "Are you serious?"

Ming Zheng smiled and brought her to his side, "Have you heard of willing to bet and admit defeat? I will admit that I will lose."

"Third Young Master," Kuang Zi greeted again, "Would you like to continue playing? You won't lose out on one million games."

Ming Chengyou walked over to pick up the suit on the sofa, "No, I still have things to do."

"That's right, if you lose again, you won't be credited, right?"

I don't know who came up with such a sentence.

Fu Ran didn't want to stay in this place any longer, so she ran back to the dressing room and came out with her dancing shoes in her hand. She turned around but didn't see Ming Zheng and Ming Chengyou, she walked out of the ballroom and met the girl who gave her a gift. The teacher with shoes.

"I'll follow the car back to the studio later to put things away, and I'll take the shoes back for you."

Fu Ran didn't doubt that there was him, so he handed it over.

She hurried into the elevator.

The female teacher picked up the shoes and looked at the heel of her right foot. After she was sure that Fu Ran had gone far away, she threw the shoes into the trash can, and at most said sorry the next day because she forgot to take them.

Fu Ran came to the ground floor and saw Ming Chengyou and Ming Zheng standing at the entrance of the clubhouse from a distance.

Mingzheng's brows were full of high spirits, and he had a rare smile, "I reminded you, but you still want to bet, how could Xiaoran help you with sincerity? Is it a pity that you lost this round?"

Ming Chengyou's expression remained calm, "At least she's really helping me."

"So you made a mistake at the last hit?"

"What do you want to say?" Ming Chengyou was vaguely aware of it, but the suspicion in his heart was still not enough to shake him.

Ming Zheng didn't say it clearly, "I don't want to kill them all, I look forward to the day when your company can stand alone."

Fu Ran walked over slowly. Ming Chengyou heard the movement, and looked at Fu Ran who was walking slowly. His eyes were extremely complicated, and the deep black made people have nowhere to escape.

He got up and left.

"What are you talking about?" She stood on Ming Zheng's right.

"I will send you back."

Fu Ran stared at the rear of the car where Ming Chengyou galloped out, "I did another thing that put me in a dilemma."

"It's self-clearing, I know you won't make mistakes on purpose just to help me, this is just a game, Xiaoran, don't take it to heart." Ming Zheng followed her gaze, his eyes were as distant as morning stars, he got He got what he wanted, and completely drove Li Yunling and Ming Chengyou out of the chakun!

Ming Chengyou didn't drive home, he went around aimlessly and came to the gate of Fu's house unconsciously, he parked the car under the shade of a tree, and after a while, he saw Mingzheng sending Fu Ran back .

The two sat in the cab, and Fu Ran's eyes were fixed on the windshield wipers. The rain wasn't heavy, but the windows on both sides were already blurred.

"I'm going back."

"Aren't you asking me to come in and sit down?"

She could tell that Mingzheng was in a good mood tonight, but even a blind person could tell without using his eyes.

"No, my parents are at home, so that they don't have to interrogate them again." She was selfish and didn't want Mingzheng to break into her world again.

"Okay," Mingzheng tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, "I'll take you to the door."

"No need, it's raining outside so you don't get drenched all over," Fu Ran pushed the door open, she sat back in the passenger seat after deliberating for a moment, and said seriously and sincerely, "There is something I must tell you clearly. Mistakes were not intentional."

Ming Zheng nodded amusedly, "I know."

She pursed her lips tightly, and wanted to repeat it again and again, but she felt that the words were redundant, and it seemed that the object of her explanation should not be Ming Zheng.

Forget it.

Fu Ran opened the door and got out of the car, "Go back, good night."

There was a layer of wet rain and fog on the road, and the landscape lights in front of Fu's house illuminated the rain. It was obviously light rain, but it seemed to be falling quickly.

She turned around when she heard the sound of the car door being slammed behind her, but bumped into a strong chest.

"you?"

The following words were swallowed back, Fu Ran's eyes widened in shock, Ming Zheng's hand holding her face changed to hold Fu Ran's waist, and pulled her into his arms even harder. His kiss was full of longing and desire, this is the first time How many years have you been late for intimacy?
The scene of them embracing and kissing passionately can be clearly seen from Ming Chengyou's perspective.

Fu Ran was stunned and didn't have time to push it away.

The cigarette in Ming Chengyou's hand burned his fingers, but he picked up the cigarette butt and snuffed it out in his palm.

The pain piercing into the flesh and blood was not as good as what he saw in his eyes, he was as stubborn as her, knowing that Mingzheng had a fiancée, he wanted to fly to the fire, could it be the love she was talking about?
Li Yunling said that he couldn't see clearly, and even Uncle Wang said that Fu Ran was the one facing Ming Zheng.

But he felt that being able to dance with her was enough.

He believed in Fu Ran's nature, but ignored that everyone would be crazy about love, just like him.

Ming Zheng bit the corner of Fu Ran's mouth lightly, and retreated, "Xiao Ran, thank you."

Ming Chengyou opened the car window, and the wind sent Ming Zheng's words into his ears. The reality is so cruel, the three words "thank you" are enough to give him the most fatal blow.

It's not that he doesn't know that Mingzheng is suppressing him everywhere. Once he clings to the equity in his hand, Mingzheng will not give up. He can only get rid of Mingzheng's wariness of him by losing his car and keeping him handsome.

He gave in but borrowed Fu Ran's hand, which can be regarded as the fulfillment of her so-called love.

The deep hatred that pierced into his heart was like being cut open, and a bloody heart was directly taken away. Without the relief of anesthesia, the pain was so painful that he would hold his heart when he dreamed back at midnight from now on.

Does he still have a heart?
Ming Chengyou leaned on the back of the chair and sneered. He watched their intimacy coldly, but he could only stay in the corner alone and lick his wound.

The back of his hand gripping the steering wheel might burst at any moment. He started the engine, and the black car drove away.

Fu Ran pushed Ming Zheng's chest away, "Brother, don't do this."

She heard the roar of the car, and when she looked up to take a closer look, there was no sign of the car.

(End of this chapter)