fake love

Chapter 169 Don't Say He's an Bastard (2)
It was still twelve twenty.

My mind quickly woke up and I could understand what was going on.

Fu Ran stuffed her things into the bag without even looking at Ming Chengyou and got up to leave.

Ming Chengyou clasped her wrist, "Where are you going?"

"Go back!" With a wave of her hand, she forcibly shook off Ming Chengyou's tugging. Fu Ran supported herself with her palm, and walked out with her legs without hesitation.

Ming Chengyou then chased him out.

They almost walked out of the movie theater. Fu Ran's car was still parked at the restaurant where she had dinner, and she walked to the intersection to stop the car.

Ming Chengyou grabbed her arm, "I'll take you home."

"I'm not going home!" Fu Ran raised her voice suddenly, the sharpness in her words made Ming Chengyou a little startled, and she didn't expect her to be so angry.

"What's the matter with you?" He frowned, and his face became gloomy.

"Ming Chengyou, you're doing this just to make me miss time, is it interesting? After all, it's just a gift, do you need to spend your time?"

"You also said it's boring, so what do you care about?"

Fu Ran bit her lip tightly, the tearing pain reminded her reason, she stood there powerless, "He is you..." Fu Ran paused, then said, "Brother!"

"Fu Ran, he didn't regard me as his younger brother, and I didn't regard him as my elder brother either!" Ming Chengyou stood with the backlight, his face flickered from bright to dark, and he couldn't tell clearly.

Fu Ran sighed, Li Yunling was caught in the middle of the estrangement and hostility in the past twenty years, and Ming Chengyou always remembered Ming Zheng's ulterior motives, pushing a pair of brothers who might get close to each other farther and farther.

She picked up her bag to leave.

Ming Chengyou's melancholy voice contained a kind of sad sharpness, "Fu Ran, have you ever thought about what his birthday means to me?"

Her running pace gradually slowed down, and she finally stood in the middle of the square not far from him.

"Boss's birthday is only 20 days away from mine, that is to say, my mother and Zhao Lan were pregnant at the same time," Ming Chengyou walked with difficulty, and the heaviness of this moment only broke out after more than [-] years of backlog. After getting behind Fu Ran, she walked around a dark shadow and stood in front of her, "The moment my mother knew, I saw tears in her eyes, but she still had to keep a decent smile and say to my dad, okay, you put the boss Take it back, no matter what, he is the eldest son of the Ming family. But my mother can't wait to bite off a piece of Zhao Lan's flesh, and I also think she is very tired, pretending to be too tired!"

Of course Fu Ran could understand Li Yunling's state of mind at that time. As a woman, no one could accept such cruelty.

"Fu Ran, do you still want to celebrate his birthday? Why is he? He is just an illegitimate child. He was not recognized in the past. He thought that he would be justified if he mastered the gunkun? It will never be possible. My dad handed the kunkun over to the boss. I don't care, but I can't figure out why he is so partial to an illegitimate child?" Ming Chengyou's forehead was stretched with veins, and his eyes were dyed red.

The word "illegitimate child" was like the sharpest hammer, hitting Fu Ran's heart directly.

"Ming Chengyou," Fu Ran's hand hanging on the edge of his trousers slowly clenched into a fist, and Ming Chengyou heard her voice gradually turn cold, "Don't talk about him like that."

"Isn't it?" Ming Chengyou's long and narrow peach eyes narrowed slightly, and a gloomy streak slipped across, "Fu Ran, this is a well-known secret, how long do you want to hide it for him?"

"No, don't let me hear those three words, you can't say that about him!"

Fu Ran's fierce tone was astonishing, and even he was taken aback.Her vision was hazy, her eyes were hot, and she said silently over and over in her heart, Ming Chengyou, don't talk about him like that, she was just afraid that Ming Chengyou would not be able to bear it one day, she hoped that he would leave room for everything.

Ming Chengyou heard her reprimand, but it was entirely because of her favoritism towards Ming Zheng.

"Fu Ran?" Ming Chengyou looked at her in disbelief.

Fu Ran wiped away her tears with her hand. If one day the truth was presented to Ming Chengyou, would he be able to endure it?

Her tears flowed more and more urgently, and she couldn't stop choking on the spot.

Ming Chengyou is used to being the only one who is held in the top of his heart. Even if he lost power at the beginning, he still has the foundation of Ming family and Li family.Fu Ran saw Ming Chengyou's figure gradually blurred in her eyes, and the sadness in her heart had nowhere to disperse, and the secret of Ming Yunfeng's dying moment made her breathless.

Wiping away her tears vigorously, she passed Ming Chengyou's side and walked towards the intersection.

"Don't go!"

Ming Chengyou hugged Fu Ran's waist from behind, "His birthday has passed, what's the point of you going now?"

"Let me go!" Fu Ran struggled hard with her shoulders, backed away and swung the bag in her hand to knock on Ming Chengyou's outstretched hand, "You don't have to worry about my affairs."

She ran away, just as a taxi passed by.

Fu Ran opened the car door without hesitation and sat in.

She took out her mobile phone and called Mingzheng, Luo Wenying reminded him that there was a call, Mingzheng fumbled for a long time before connecting.

"Hey brother, where are you?"

Mingzheng raised his eyes to Luo Wenying who was concentrating on driving, "I'll be home soon."

"Okay, you wait for me at the door for a while, and I will be there soon."

After hanging up the phone, Mingzheng turned his face away from the window, surprisingly sober, he remained silent, grasping the opportunity to restore the black screen.

Luo Wenying tentatively asked, "Is it Xiaoran?"

He didn't speak, but nodded.

"How about I put you down here and you take a taxi back?"

Mingzheng finally turned his face away from Luo Wenying, his eyes were full of seriousness and puzzlement, "Why?"

"Maybe we can meet up when we go back now."

Mingzheng smiled slightly, and his tone was full of ridicule, "Where is the use of this, besides, are you very shameless?"

Luo Wenying glared at him, "I'm doing it for your own good."

"No need," Mingzheng stretched out his hands and pressed his temples wearily, "Xiaoran sees it as if she doesn't see it, this is the difference between caring and not caring."

Fu Ran went to the door of Mingzheng's house first, and there were bright street lights outside the villa, so she wouldn't feel scared even if she stood here in the early morning.

Her steps were small and wandering, as if she was full of thoughts, and her heels made a crisp sound when they stepped on the ground.

When a headlight came on, Fu Ran subconsciously covered her forehead with her hands.

(End of this chapter)