fake love

Chapter 217
Ming Chengyou sneered, thinking to himself, don't even think about your confinement on my birthday.

Among the four, only Fu Ran was in the best mood. Trapped in such a place, it was inevitable to be upset, but fortunately, it was also a coincidence among coincidences. On this day that was not Ming Chengyou's birthday, there was Zhao Lan exist.

Seeing the cake crumbs on the corner of Mingzheng's mouth, Fu Ran couldn't help but raise her lips.

Ming Chengyou hardly spoke for the whole meal, and went back to the room holding back his anger, but Fu Ran didn't bother him, trying to let him calm down by himself.

Ming Chengyou walked into the bathroom, while Fu Ran opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and came to the balcony.

I had called Fan Xian earlier and found a reason to tell her that I couldn't go back in the next two days.

The cell phone rang suddenly in the room, it was very special, and Fu Ran had heard it before.

Ming Chengyou closed the bathroom door tightly as if he didn't hear it at all, Fu Ran walked into the room and shouted, "Chengyou, call."

The sound of taking a shower came from the bathroom. Fu Ran turned on the TV and sat down on the sofa. The bell rang three times in a row, and it was still going on.

Fu Ran hugged a cushion to watch TV, wondering if it was an urgent call from Li Yunling or the company, she walked over and picked up Ming Chengyou's cell phone, the caller ID: Ming.

It could be home.

Fu Ran put the phone back, the ringtone was cut off, but it rang again quickly when she turned around.

Fu Ran thought that she could let the other party call later, she hesitated and tapped the call button, she put the phone to her ear, "Hello?"

"Cheng—" A female voice came out, and the two spoke almost simultaneously.

Fu Ran was slightly stunned, but the eyes of the person on the other end were instantly reddened.

The two voices almost collided, and Fu Ran frowned slightly, unable to tell who the other party was.

You Yingrui's exquisite manicure was deeply embedded in her palm, so she naturally thought it was Fu Ran, who called in the middle of the night last night, but Ming Chengyou only answered once, telling her that she had something to go out.

He said that he couldn't spend her birthday with her today, You Yingrui persuaded herself to understand, but it was already night, and the grievances and injustices that had been suppressed for a long time were about to burst out, she opened her mouth, but in the end she still didn't dare to speak .

If she doesn't care about it like this, You Yingrui also knows that Ming Chengyou will never be able to keep her by his side.

She covered the corner of her mouth with her palm, and Fu Ran didn't speak again. It was difficult to guess who the other party was from the slight breathing sound from a long distance away. You Yingrui snorted and hung up the phone.

Ming Chengyou was wearing a bathrobe and walked out of the bathroom while wiping his hair with a towel. Fu Ran held the phone that was hung up, "I have your call."

Ming Chengyou sat down in front of the sofa, "Who?"

"I don't know, the caller ID is Ming."

The man wiped it slightly, but the difference was only invisible to the naked eye. Ming Chengyou's facial features were hidden in the hanging black hair, and Fu Ranchu was standing in front of the bed, unable to see what the man was thinking in his eyes.

"Oh, what did she say?"

There was light flowing in Fu Ran's eyes, and he casually said, "She asked where you are."

Ming Chengyou's drooping facial features slowly lifted up, staring at her amidst the colorful lights reflected by the wall lamp, "Did you tell her that we are in Qingshan?"

Fu Ran is not good at lying, at least, at this time, she is not good at using lies to trick someone out.

She walked over and handed the phone to Ming Chengyou, "No."

He took it casually, turned it away and glanced at the incoming call, the call time was not long.

Who is Ming Chengyou? She's a good kid, a little fish who slipped through Ming Yunfeng's stick-style education, "It's my mother. If you really tell her where we are, she will destroy the whole green hill tomorrow." gone."

Hearing this, Fu Ran didn't doubt that it was him, and thought that the person who wrote Ming was naturally Ming Chengyou's family, and judging from the other party's behavior of hanging up the phone without hesitation, it was undoubtedly Li Yunling.

"After you go back, don't mention Qingshan to her, okay?"

Hearing Fu Ran's words, Ming Chengyou was glad that she and You Yingrui didn't talk to each other, but at the same time, he became irritable. He knew that the third young master had always been upright, and he was never procrastinating when dealing with women, but now he wanted to hide it. Tucked away, she was always worried that the matter of You Yingrui would be exposed.

Feeling an unprecedented sense of fatigue, he leaned back and leaned lazily on the leather sofa.

knock --

A knock on the door interrupted the deadlock in the room at the right time, and Fu Ran got up to open the door.

She didn't expect Zhao Lan to stand outside the door. Fu Ran looked back at Ming Chengyou who was facing away from the door. She quickly walked out and gently closed the door.

"Auntie, what is this?"

Zhao Lan held a big bowl of noodles in his hand, "I asked the hotel to cook this specially. Just now I saw that Chengyou didn't eat much. Besides, noodles should be eaten on birthdays. We don't like those foreign things."

"Auntie," Fu Ran felt warm in his heart, "You have a heart."

"Every Mingzheng's birthday, I have to cook a bowl of noodles for him personally, Xiaoran, you can take it in, don't say I brought it, otherwise he won't eat it."

Fu Ran took the noodle bowl from Zhao Lan's hand, it was very hot, and it was a big bowl full, "You should take a tray, it's so hot."

Zhao Lan handed the chopsticks and spoon to Fu Ran, "Don't bother them, I think I can take them."

"Thank you."

Zhao Lan waved her hand to signal her to go in, then turned around and walked towards the room.

Fu Ran looked at her from behind. Zhao Lan seemed to be thinner again, but she was in good spirits. It was just a trip to Qingshan, which was much more useful than living in the hospital and hanging on those expensive nutrient solutions every day.

Fu Ran turned around, kicked open the door with her foot and entered.

Zhao Lan returned to the room and saw Mingzheng coming out of his room. His slender figure was sticking to the light, with a pair of clear and cold eyes as usual, "Mom."

Zhao Lan walked over, Ming Zheng asked before she could speak, "Mom, what are you doing?"

"I asked the hotel to cook a bowl of noodles."

"Why?" Mingzheng blurted out, without giving Zhao Lan any time to think about it, the sadness in his eyes let out wantonly, "Do you want to say again, because we are shameful? Even if he hates you so much and doesn't want to see more With just one glance, you should flatter their mother and son?"

"Ming Zheng?" Zhao Lan shook his head and said, "I want you two brothers to get along well."

(End of this chapter)