fake love

Chapter 228 Untie the belt in public (2)
She pushed open the car door and slid out half of her body. Ming Chengyou clasped Fu Ran's arm again, "What do you mean by these words?"

Fu Ran waved her hand and strode to her car.

She opened the car door and got in, then stepped on the accelerator to leave Zhongjing Haoting.

Ming Chengyou stared at the fading shadow in the rearview mirror. He couldn't figure out how Fu Ran would change his face as soon as he said it. The words he said to Li Yunling at the dinner table really hit his heart. He didn't catch up. Temperament slammed the car door and entered the villa.

Fu Ran drove all the way forward, knowing the answer in her heart, but still wanted to ask clearly for fear of being wronged.

When she came to South Life Plaza, the store she visited last time was open as usual, and there was still the only boss in it.

"Excuse me?" Fu Ran walked into the shop.

The boss won't have much business here. He raised his eyes from the computer screen, and he thought for a while, "I remember you, did you bring a Hermès belt to this place last time?"

"Yes, you have a really good memory."

"What's the matter, what do you want to do this time?"

The bag in Fu Ran's hand was placed on the counter, "No, I would like to ask, is it possible that the traces of the machine's pressure will disappear, I mean, the inside of the belt is the same as when it was not pressed, and you can't see it at all? "

"Absolutely impossible," the boss shook his head, still waving his hands. "I paid a lot of money for a friend to bring this machine back from abroad." In order to make his words more convincing, he found a sample from the counter. , "Look, it's been a year, and it's still intact."

Fu Ran picked up the sample and looked at it carefully.

"Besides, if it's pressed against the inside of the belt, it's not easy to dissipate the soft stuff."

"Okay, thank you."

Fu Ran walked out of the store with stiff steps, her arms hanging heavily by her sides, and the bag in her hand seemed to be about to fall off at any time.

Passing by the door of the boutique, she looked hesitant and walked in.

"welcome."

Fu Ran looked for a reason, "Hello, I would like to ask if this belt is a limited edition?"

"Yes, Miss, do you need it?"

Fu Ran considered how to speak, "It's like this, I bought this style here a while ago, but my boyfriend received an identical pair on his birthday, and he was very unhappy about it, saying that I was perfunctory him, since it is It's a limited edition, every customer who has purchased it should be registered with information, right?"

"Yes, may I ask which day you bought it, please tell me your name too."

Fu Ran recalled the time and also reported her name.

"The information shows that you have purchased from this store before." The waiter smiled and lifted his eyes from the computer.

Fu Ran's eyes lit up, "Then may I ask, has anyone else bought it?"

The waiter was a little embarrassed, "I'm sorry, we have a rule here that we cannot disclose customer information."

Fu Ran couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, and the waiter said again, "Although the belts are of the same style, because they are limited editions, there are different numbers inside the belt buckles, which are the same as our human identity certificates. I can put The serial number will be sent to your mobile phone, and then you can tell your boyfriend that what you bought is unique."

"Really?" Fu Ran nodded, "Thank you."

Driving back to Fu's house, Fan Xian saw her coming back, hurriedly went over and said, "How is it, did Li Yunling make things difficult for you?"

"No," Fu Ran changed her shoes at the entrance, "She treats me very well."

"Don't hide anything from Mom." Fan Xian followed Fu Ran, "You are going home with Cheng You. If it is true as you said, Cheng You will definitely come over. Look at your face."

Fu Ran touched her cheeks with both hands, "Mom—"

"Your dad and I both know Li Yunling's temper. It's really difficult for us to get along with it. We don't need to be angry."

Fu Ran put both hands on Fan Xian's shoulders, resting her chin lightly on her neck, "Mom, you're really thinking too much. Cheng You went back to the company after dinner. Recently, he has a project on hand, so he's dizzy."

"It's fine." Fan Xian patted the back of her daughter's hand.

Fu Ran went upstairs listlessly, and received a text message on her mobile phone, which was sent by the waiter of the boutique.

Fu Ran buried her face in the pillow and didn't look at it.

The feeling of suffocation came oncoming, and she turned her face away, feeling a little damp in the corners of her eyes.

Both of the two stubborn people thought it was right, and Ming Chengyou felt that Fu Ran's evil fire was inexplicable.

Three days passed between my fingers.

Ming Chengyou's legs were crossed on the edge of the desk. He picked up the phone and glanced at it. It would be more difficult to convince her to make a phone call first.

Anyway, Li Yunling's attitude that day would make anyone feel angry.

He thought about it, and still called her hesitantly.

Fu Ran was watching a few teachers practice dance in the dance studio, but he didn't see the call when he received the call, and put it directly to his ear, "Hello, hello."

Ming Chengyou's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect her to speak in such a strange tone, "Fu Ran."

Fu Ran signaled them to continue, she picked up her clothes and went to the corridor, "Is there something wrong?"

"Still angry?" Ming Chengyou unconsciously scratched a document with the pen in his hand, "I'll pick you up tonight."

Fu Ran simply agreed, "Okay."

Some things are better asked face to face, the wound will only fester more and more in the heart, it is better to ruthlessly tear it open, whether to cut it off or keep it, so that people can have a clearer choice.

Ming Chengyou came earlier and called Fu Ran to say that he was going up. Fu Ran asked him to wait downstairs, and within 5 minutes, she had strode out of the building.

The weather is getting warmer these days, Fu Ran is wearing a white wide long-sleeved T-shirt, as she walks, the hem is lightly rippling layers of curvature, the moment Fu Ran opens the passenger seat and enters, the fresh smell of laundry detergent instantly In the car, Ming Chengyou paused and saw the outline of a black bra clearly reflected in her white T-shirt.

"Let's drive."

"Where do you want to eat?" Ming Chengyou looked away.

Fu Ran kept his eyes away from the window, and saw a new store by the side of the road, "It's here."

Ming Chengyou didn't say anything, he found a place to park the car, and then walked in with Fu Ran.

(End of this chapter)