fake love

Chapter 171 Don't Say He's an Bastard (4)
"Miss Fu, your flower."

The fresh white lilies are delicate and charming, with a sultry fragrance. Fu Ran picked up a pen to sign for receipt, and pointed to the flowers on the desk, "Lin Lin, take the flowers away. I have a cold and it would be a waste to put a bunch of flowers here."

"It just so happens that the dance room is short of flowers, so maybe the whole room will be fragrant after the Chinese New Year."

Fu Ran was concentrating on her work, her phone was set to vibrate, and the call still made a harsh sound when it came in. She held it in her hand and glanced at it, it was Ming Chengyou.

After hanging up several times, he repeated without giving up.

Fu Ran moved the phone to her ear, "Hello?"

"Where are you not in the office?"

"I'm in the office." The signature pen in Fu Ran's hand drew black marks on the A4 paper, "Is there something wrong?"

There was a sound of opening the door, "Why didn't I see it?"

Fu Ran had a stuffy nose and spoke dully, "You sent someone to send flowers to FU early in the morning, didn't you just know that I didn't go to MR?"

Acting is quite interesting, self-directed and self-acted.

Ming Chengyou didn't open his mouth for a while, but when Fu Ran heard the sound of closing the door, the man's voice was calm and indifferent, "I didn't ask anyone to send you flowers."

Out of the corner of Fu Ran's eyes, she caught a glimpse of the card on the table. She took it for granted that it was Ming Chengyou. She also received flowers from him a few days ago. Fu Ran opened the beautiful card and saw Ming Zheng written on the signature. .

She opened her almond eyes slightly, and couldn't help being embarrassed for a while, "Is there anything I need to do in MR?"

Ming Chengyou was silent for a long time, when Fu Ran wanted to speak again, he heard a beeping sound.

She put the phone back where it was. A cold is already uncomfortable, so there's no time to worry about it.

After dinner, I received a call from MR Li.

Fu Ran drove a few people with him, and another teacher bought a new Regal. After arriving at MR, they went to the finance department first. Now that Fu Ran came, he simply went upstairs to get some materials.

Secretary Ni was also preparing to take a vacation, and was humming a little song in the office to organize things. When she saw Fu Ran, her face sank first, as if her good mood was all ruined by her.

Fu Ran nodded as a greeting, and since she couldn't get along, there was no need to try to please her.

She took out the office key from her bag, and after inserting it, she found that the door was unlocked.

Fu Ran opened the door and went in, and saw Ming Chengyou sitting on her office chair.

With his back to the door, all the curtains facing north were drawn. The office was already well-lit. Secretary Ni probed his head, and Fu Ran turned around and closed the door.

Ming Chengyou maintained the original posture.

Fu Ran strode towards the bookshelf, and saw that the car models that Secretary Ni ordered to take out were put back one after another. She knew the information she put in herself. Fu Ran walked to another row of bookshelves, and the man's eyes followed closely.

Fu Ran found the folder she needed, pulled it out, turned around, and saw Ming Chengyou staring at her for a moment.

Fu Ran held the documents in front of her body, and she glanced at Ming Chengyou.

"Wait." Seeing that she was about to leave, Ming Chengyou called out to her.

Fu Ran paused, "Is there anything I can tell you?"

Ming Chengyou stood up, picked up a document bag on the table and handed it to her, "This is a benefit from the company, a seven-day trip to the Maldives."

"I don't need it." Fu Ran's face was calm and he didn't see the slightest joy. "I'm going to stay at home during the Chinese New Year and not go anywhere. You should reward others. Giving it to me is a waste."

"I'll go with you."

It's even more impossible for her to accept it.

Fu Ran pushed Kaiming Chengyou's hand, "I really don't want to go out, I just want to stay at home and rest."

He didn't force it, "I'll go to the mall with you later, and buy you some things you need for the New Year."

"No, I can buy it myself."

She walked over his side, Ming Chengyou reached out and clasped her arm, "Are you angry?"

"Like it?" Fu Ran raised her head and stared at him.

Ming Chengyou had a half-smile, but after thinking about it, he said, "Like."

"I have nothing to be angry about."

Ming Chengyou stopped in front of her, "It's just that he missed his birthday."

"It's just because of his half-brother relationship with you. After all, you are still brothers."

Ming Chengyou's smile faded away, "Without his killing that day, I don't need to press him for everything. Why should I take him into account when he doesn't give me a chance?"

In the final analysis, today's situation cannot be said to be unilaterally at fault.

Fu Ran didn't want to participate, and didn't want to be involved, so she strode out of the office with a folder.

Lin Lin and the others were waiting for her downstairs, and when they saw Fu Ran rushing over to hug her together, this kindness was hard to get rid of for a while, Fu Ran was a little confused, "What are you doing?"

"MR is indeed a big company whose benefits are so good that it makes people scream, Xiaoran, thanks to your insightful eyes, my mortgage and car loan can be saved..."

Fu Ran smiled and pushed away a few people, "What should I do, since this is the case, I have to work more seriously next year."

"Cut," the drawn-out tone was full of laughter, "Xiaoran will really spoil the fun, the boss looks like a fool."

After the group returned to the studio, they packed up their things and left work less than three o'clock, officially taking their annual leave.

There was still time before buying new year's goods. After leaving the studio, Fu Ran went home, stayed in the room, listened to music and watched TV for a while, and went downstairs before dinner.

Fan Xian in a decent suit was fiddling with tableware at the dining table. Fu Songting put down the newspaper in his hand, and Fu Ran also stepped forward, "Mom, I'll help you."

"Everyone sit down." Fan Xian asked Chen Ma to start serving the dishes.

The weather outside the window is bleak and cold, but inside the window is joyful.

Fu Ran poured Fu Songting half a glass of white wine. The weather turned cold, and he had a habit of drinking half a glass at night.

"Xiaoran, why don't you have some too?"

"I don't know how to drink." Fu Ran quickly waved her hands.

"It's okay to drink some wine." Fu Songting was in a good mood, "Mother Chen, bring me a glass."

"How can a girl's family drink?" Fan Xian stopped her, "Be yourself, there are dinners every three days, we Xiaoran can't drink."

"Mom, it's okay." Fu Ran took the cup handed by Chen Ma, "I shouldn't get drunk if I drink a little."

Regardless of Fan Xian's expression, Fu Songting stood up and was pouring wine for Fu Ran. His hands were measured, at most half-fingered, "Xiaoran just follows my temperament. If I want to keep her by my side, I will definitely treat her as a boy." keep."

(End of this chapter)