fake love

Chapter 206 The Mysterious Locked Room (3)
This explosive news is undoubtedly much more valuable than last night's fuzzy photo with no front view. The female reporter looked at the black sports car leaving in the dust, and excitedly said to her companion, "I said that there will be unexpected surprises if you stay here." It’s not in vain, I volunteered to drink the cold wind when I was in New Year’s Eve.”

Fu Ran buckled his seat belt, and looked away from the rearview mirror, "This is going to make a big fuss, how do you admit our relationship?"

"According to this tenacity, we will be discovered sooner or later, and there is nothing shameful about the two of us. This is called frankness and leniency." Ming Chengyou drove calmly, and Fu Ran knew that it would be sooner or later, but he had no expectations Being uncovered like this, I couldn't react in my heart.

"Since they asked you about last night, why don't you just say it's me, what a chance to shut their mouths."

Ming Chengyou turned the steering wheel, "Isn't this a scapegoat for you? I haven't seen how bad the news is written. If I don't care about tarnishing your reputation, your parents will definitely peel me off."

Fu Ran smiled, "Knowledgeable."

She opened the car window with a smile. The midday sun was warm and warm, and when it brushed against her cheeks, it was like a baby's delicate hands full of vitality. Fu Ran's arms were lying on the car window, with half of her head exposed.

Ming Chengyou grabbed her back with a solemn voice, vaguely angry, "Do you know the danger?"

She touched her nose and obediently raised the window.

Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou came to Fu's house. Fu Songting was watching TV and saw Ming Chengyou dragging him to the window to kill two dishes as usual. Fu Ran went to the kitchen and saw Chen Ma and Fan Xian busy preparing lunch.

"mom."

"Xiao Ran is back." Fan Xian waved her over.

"Mom, what delicious food do you make?" Fan Xian is a good cook, Chen Ma is in charge of the platter, Fan Xian is in charge of the spoon, and Fu Ran stands beside her, "I will teach you some special dishes."

Fu Ran knows how to cook, but at most he can eat that kind of food, not to mention the technical level, "Mom, why did you think of teaching me how to cook?"

"To grab a man's heart, you must first grab a man's stomach."

Chen Ma put the selected dishes on the side, Fan Xian found an apron for Fu Ran to wear, and when all the dishes were served, the clock passed 12 o'clock.

Ming Chengyou and Fu Songting just finished playing chess, Fu Songting took out the liquor, Fu Ran saw that Ming Chengyou had no intention of refusing, "Dad, Chengyou wants to drive, let's have some drinks."

"That's right," Fu Songting was stunned, and ordered Mother Chen to prepare another drink cup, "Look at my memory, we Xiaoran will love others."

"What?" Fu Ran opened the chair and sat beside Ming Chengyou, with her palms on the corners of her mouth, "I cooked a few dishes today."

"Then I'll eat more."

Fu Ran didn't try to learn it either. When all the dishes were put on the table, it was almost impossible to tell which ones she cooked, but she probably remembered Ming Chengyou's taste and favorite dishes. Fu Ran picked up a piece of Dongpo meat and put it on the table. In his bowl, "how is it?"

Ming Chengyou took a sip, "Well, it looks like a little cook."

Fan Xian smiled and took off the apron and handed it to Mama Chen, "It's not that I'm praising my daughter, if Xiaoran works harder, she can really be a chef with her talent."

Fu Ran's brows were filled with joy, and compliments are always the most useful, "I also made this tortilla."

She got up and took a piece for Fu Songting.

Fan Xian poured wine for Fu Songting, her expression was as usual, her voice was kind and she took advantage of the happy atmosphere and said, "Chengyou, our Fu family must agree to the matter between you and Xiaoran. If you want to be together, you naturally hope to accept the blessings of the parents on both sides. You Mom over there..."

She stopped in time.

Ming Chengyou understood what she meant, "Don't worry, my mother respects my choice."

Fan Xian nodded her head, she kept her expression down and didn't continue the topic. She picked up the serving chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Ming Chengyou, "Eat more."

In the afternoon, while Fan Xian was going to the restaurant to make tea, Fu Ran followed and whispered, "Mom, do you have something you want to tell me?"

"You child," Fan Xian always said that Fu Ran was exquisite, and there was something she couldn't hide from her. "It's not a big deal. I met Li Yunling when I went out with a few friends today. I wanted to go and say hello, but she saw me. She looked ugly, and she left before I approached her. Mom is worried that she is still worried about what happened two years ago."

"Mom," Fu Ran put his hands on Fan Xian's shoulders, resting his chin on her shoulders, "Maybe she didn't see it, don't take it to heart."

"It's also possible."

Fan Xian handed the brewed tea to Fu Ran, "Take it out."

She walked towards the living room with small steps. What Fan Xian said was exactly what Fu Ran was worried about. Although Ming Chengyou said it was fine, but if the two of them really want to be together, Li Yunling can still pass the test.

The news that the mysterious woman entered Zhongjing Haoting was covered by another overwhelming report the next day.

The Ming and Fu families are expected to marry again, the news is explosive enough.

When Fu Songting was asked about this matter, he gave an ambiguous answer, saying only that it was a matter for young people, and it was inconvenient for the previous generation to intervene.

When Fu Ran was driving to go out, he met Ming Zheng who had been waiting for a long time at the door. Fearing that there would be some unreliable scandals during this extraordinary period, Fu Ran simply invited him to his home.

Both Fu Songting and Fan Xian went out, and Chen Ma made a cup of tea for Ming Zheng.

The man rested his elbows on his knees, and looked at Fu Ran with cold eyes, "I'm planning to start over with him, aren't I?"

"I want to try." Fu Ran put a pillow behind her waist.

Mingzheng's eyes were bloodshot, a blue beard protruded from his delicate chin, and his face was tired. Fu Ran carefully asked, "Brother, isn't the company on annual leave? How did you do this?"

"My mother is hospitalized." Ming Zheng's voice was hoarse.

Fu Ran was startled, and her voice couldn't help trembling, "I'm hospitalized, are you sick, is it serious?"

"She is in a bad mood all day long. The doctor said that she is prone to depression. Recently, she can't eat a single bite of food. Not to mention her body is thin, her health has also become a problem." His expression still betrayed his anxiety at this time.

Fu Ran's mood also fell to the bottom, Ming Zheng raised his eyes and looked at the tender green tea leaves curled up in the teacup, "Xiao Ran, before he died, he told me that the person he loved the most was always my mother, you heard that too, didn't you?" ?"

(End of this chapter)