fake love

Chapter 99 She also tasted the same pain as him (1)
Unwilling to give up, Fu Ran searched around the corridor again.

"You're still sick, don't you want to kill yourself?" The nurse who chased after her saw her standing at the entrance of the corridor blowing air, "Can we afford it anyway?"

"You really didn't see anyone come in, he passed the nurse's desk with a hydrogen balloon."

"No, no, go back quickly."

Fu Ran was forcibly taken to the ward by the nurse. The moment she entered the door, she looked back. Did she really meet a ghost?
Fan Xian walked into the ward carrying fruit and washed a pear for Fu Ran, "Why are there balloons in the room, where did they come from?"

"I don't know either." Fu Ran obediently lay down and received an IV.

Fan Xian cut up the fruit piece by piece, forked it with a toothpick and brought it to Fu Ran's mouth.

"Mom, did you buy it at the fruit shop outside the hospital?"

"Correct."

"Then... have you seen Ming Chengyou?"

"Chengyou, no," Fan Xian couldn't hide her surprise, "Why did Xiaoran appear here? Is there something between you two? Don't..."

"Mom," Fu Ran interrupted her, "No, I went to the bathroom just now, and saw a figure from the window that looked like him."

"Is it?"

Fu Ran ate a mouthful of fruit and changed the subject.

The nurse came in to change the IV bottle, and Fu Ran asked her to take out the hydrogen balloon to the hospitalized child.

She stayed in the hospital for one night, and the high fever subsided the next day. Fu Ran took some medicine and went home to recuperate. After locking the door, she took out her mobile phone and found the MMS message she received last night.

According to the original number, she replied the text message, "What do you want?"

Until half a day passed, there was still no answer from the other party.

Fu Ran was not reconciled, and rewrote, "I hope you can delete the photo, it involves my privacy."

If such intimate photos fall into the hands of others, it is tantamount to being choked by someone, and you will be afraid at any time.

And Fu Ran's misfortune is far more than that. As she expected, good things don't work and bad things happen. Ever since MR announced that he would rather not promote the ceremony than accept the news of FU, she came to a business in half a month. Even if they failed to negotiate, Mingzheng would occasionally introduce her to her, but unless he was inside the company, it would be useless to go there. Who would dare to use it after being disliked by MR?

Fu Ran sits in an office chair. The 20-square-meter office is mainly in blue and cool tones. The solid wood flower stand displays various awards and photos taken by FU's activities.

Fu Ran twirled a black signature pen between her fingers, and she propped up her chin with the other hand, staring at something absent-mindedly.

"Knock, knock -" the hasty knock on the door interrupted her thoughts.

A female teacher opened the door before she could speak, "Xiaoran, some parents are here to make trouble."

"Troubleshooting?" Fu Ran threw away her pen, and walked out with the female teacher while asking about the situation, "Why did this happen?"

"A female college student sprained her foot during dance practice here yesterday, and she was sent to the hospital for a check-up. It's nothing serious..."

"I remember, isn't the tuition fee for this semester exempted as compensation?"

"Yesterday, when Jingzi and I sent her home, her family was fine, but today they brought people to make a fuss, saying that it will affect the child's future dating and job search, and we want us to pay for mental damage!"

"Too much!" Fu Ran was furious. Sprains during dance practice are commonplace. If even a little thing makes a fuss, should she still open her studio?
Come to the dance studio, good guy, three burly men and one shrew.

The other two teachers who taught the class were too scared to hide beside them and dare not speak.

"You opened this dance studio, right?" The leading shrew rushed forward, "What if my daughter sprained her leg here? What about her future?"

"What do you mean?"

"10 yuan, not a cent less!"

Fu Ran sneered, "The best solution is to call the police for an injury check."

"Are you not sincere enough to talk to us?" The shrew glanced at the table and chairs beside her, rushed over and overturned the table with both hands, "If you don't give me an explanation, I'll smash you all up today! "

"Xiaoran!" The teacher following her tugged at her cuff in fear, "What should I do?"

"Cold salad!" Fu Ran stuffed the phone into the hands of the female teacher, she strode to the side of the shrew, picked up a chair and slammed it on the fallen table, and a chair leg flew out instantly, "I'm in the office I called the police when it was time, and I also told you that my studio has installed surveillance throughout the entire process, so I advise you to keep quiet to avoid paying me a fortune!"

After solving this unfortunate matter, Fu Ran asked others to get off work first, and she locked the door and went to the parking lot.

The front wheel of the car was flat again.

She can't count the number of times this is the first time. Basically, it comes out of the 4S shop for repairs, but it will be stabbed again in three days.

Fu Ran raised her leg and kicked the tire angrily. The recent incidents made her suspicious. In fact, she could have guessed who did it without even thinking about it.

Coupled with the disturbance just now, the grievance and anger instantly overwhelmed Fu Ran's only rationality.

She opened the car door and got in, started the engine and drove the car in the direction of MR company.

The retractable door at the entrance of the company is closed, and you can see the huge square and the office building towering into the clouds. Fu Ran parked the car on the side of the road and was about to walk to the guard room. A Bugatti Veyron Hermès sports car brushed her body and rushed to the door.

Half of the black body lines are the aggressive posture of a super sports car, and the other half are round like pebbles on the beach. No one can look away after taking a look at it.

The man lowered the car window and signaled the guard to pass.

Fu Ran walked over, her slender figure reflected in the brown sunglasses, "Ming Chengyou, I want to talk to you."

Ming Chengyou stretched his left arm out of the car window. Through the front windshield, he saw the retractable door opening a little bit. He held the steering wheel and was about to step on the accelerator to move forward.

He regarded her as non-existent and her words as air.

Fu Ran would rather be so unlucky, at least her life will be as plain as boiled water instead of one unlucky thing after another like now.

Fu Ran stretched out her hand, but watched as the falling glass rose up inch by inch until she couldn't see Ming Chengyou's face clearly in her eyes.

(End of this chapter)