fake love

Chapter 111 Pressure, the nightmare comes again (4)
"Everyone is responsible for that..."

Ming Chengyou held Fu Ran's shoulder blades with a big palm. He exerted force with his five fingers, and she could feel the weight of his fingertips getting heavier. Fu Ran looked up in astonishment, only to feel that his fingers were about to pass through her shoulders and pinch the bones. Voices could be heard faintly.Before she could cry out the pain, Ming Chengyou had already pushed her away.

Fu Ran staggered, and threw the satchel in his hand to the ground.

He drove away quickly.The rear of the car swung past her, Fu Ran stepped forward on foot, but the man's car left the company in a blink of an eye.

Fu Ran hurried back to pick up the bag, took out the car keys and drove the car to chase after him.

At first, due to the rush hour, the speed could not be too fast, but Ming Chengyou obviously wanted to get rid of her. Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou got on the expressway, and the advantages of the Bugatti Veyron were brought into full play. , hot pursuit.Passing by the side of a passenger car, Fu Ran could clearly feel that the body was floating. This was already the extreme speed of an Audi car. Even so, Ming Chengyou still easily threw her away.

Fu Ran drove to the capital of Evian, and found that the old villa was still vacant, so she went to Nanche Road. She parked the car at a far intersection and walked over to see Li Yunling and Housekeeper Xiao busy in the garden. After occupying an hour, Ming Chengyou was not seen.

Fu Ran left disappointed, and received a call from her uncle, saying that Youyou refused to eat at night.

Fu Ran hung up the phone and pressed her head heavily on the steering wheel.

Ming Chengyou obviously has another place to live, but she doesn't know and can't find it.

She searched the street aimlessly, and she also knew that it was useless. She drove past Mixing, trying to try her luck, and drove the car into the parking lot. Sure enough, she saw Ming Chengyou's car parked. with.

Fu Ran walked in anxiously, inside was a world that could make people fall. Standing at the door of the Tianzi VIP box, she thought that Ming Chengyou must be the best. Fu Ran quietly pushed the door open, and she saw a figure lying down On the sofa.

She walked in lightly, and there was no one else in the box except Ming Chengyou.Stepping on the carpet with the heels gives the illusion of sinking in, as if you are in the clouds, ethereal and unrealistic.

A quiet song "Uncertainty" was played repeatedly in the private room. Ming Chengyou pressed his right arm against his eyelids, crossed his legs, and breathed steadily as if he had fallen asleep.

Can't figure it out

Being together will be more lonely than being apart

Both are just muddling along
can't feel every touch
it's real it's hot

If being free and easy from far and near is the freedom you want

Then I'd rather go back to living alone
If the gentleness of hot and cold is your excuse
Then I'd rather never take you seriously

The more you care, the less you can guess

Fu Ran walked over and sat on the sofa opposite Ming Chengyou. His suit was thrown aside, and the car keys and mobile phone were scattered on the coffee table.

For the first time in two years, she could see him from this angle again.

The box door was suddenly opened, and the waiter walked in with the wine Ming Chengyou ordered, "Third Young Master."

When she looked up, she saw Fu Ran sitting opposite.

Ming Chengyou moved his arm away, frowned and stood up. He let go of the hand that was pressing his eyebrows lightly, and Fu Ran's figure suddenly appeared in his sight. He thought he had misread it. She sits there?
"Third Young Master, what else do you need?" The waiter opened the wines one by one.

Ming Chengyou waved his hand to signal him to leave, but he pursed his lips tightly without saying a word.

The moment the door of the huge box was closed, only the two of them were left.

Ming Chengyou picked up the half-finger-high wine glass with his slender fingers. He did not drink it down, but pinched the wine glass with two fingers and swung the light brown liquid along the edge of the glass. After the aroma of the wine dissipated, he put the wine glass together to angular lips.

Fu Ran stared at the man's movements for a moment.

Ming Chengyou drank by himself, he raised his left leg, opened his arms and pressed against the back of the chair, his pure white linen shirt was tightened by this movement, showing the perfect proportions of a man's body.

He didn't mean to speak to her, and he treated her like air as usual.

"Third Young Master, you don't need to speak, but I hope you can listen to what I have to say. It's actually not good for both parties if the matter escalates."

Ming Chengyou picked up his cell phone and made a call. He didn't look at Fu Ran from the beginning to the end, "Hey, ask a few people to come over and have fun. I booked the box early in the morning, the old place."

Fu Ran knew that she wouldn't be able to say anything later, "I know this incident was provoked by the Li family again. Although Li Chen didn't participate in the disfigurement, it was a fact that he raped Youyou. If it wasn't for his impulsiveness, Youyou It is impossible for pomelo to become what it is today."

"You believe it?" Ming Chengyou interrupted her suddenly, staring straight at her.

Fu Ran caught the man's sudden gaze, she avoided it hesitantly, Ming Chengyou took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and held it between her fingers, "Come here."

The sound of Fu Ran's footsteps was absorbed in the soft blanket, and Ming Chengyou picked up the platinum lighter and handed it to her. The action was done in one go, "Light a cigarette for me."

When she took it, her fingers inevitably touched him.

Ming Chengyou's fingertips were slightly cool, he leaned handsomely towards Fu Ran, she lit the lighter, the ice blue sparks set off the man's sharp facial features, his eyelids drooped, and Fu Ran looked down at his nearly perfect face It is clear, enigmatic and quiet.Ming Chengyou took a sip of the smoke ring, and it was just right to distance himself from Fu Ran. It was only a matter of course that he was not close, but alienated.The wisps of smoke escaping from his mouth quenched the intoxicating splendor, Fu Ran choked and frowned slightly.

In the box, apart from Qingling's singing, there is only the slight sound of Ming Chengyou smoking a cigarette, which seems to be sighing and ethereal, unable to hold the edge.

Fu Ran took Ming Chengyou's lighter, opened and closed it, and saw the icy blue flames flowing through her fingertips.

It seemed that if she didn't speak, he had no intention of speaking first.

This man already knows how to be calm and introverted. He can watch Fu Ran's hesitation and anxiety from the sidelines. He stands on the highest peak and looks down, but he is well-measured.

"You You and Li Chen..."

The door of the box was pushed open, and Kuang Zi, the leader, rushed in with his girlfriend and several people. Fu Ran swallowed the words that came to his lips.

(End of this chapter)