fake love

Chapter 229 Untie the belt in public (3)
It's an ordinary restaurant, but at any rate, the serving speed is fast, and the color, aroma and taste are good. Fu Ran took two mouthfuls of rice, and Ming Chengyou looked at her cold little face, "Are you still angry?"

Fu Ran put down her chopsticks and looked directly at him, "There is something I want to tell you clearly."

"What's the matter, making it so serious."

"In terms of your mother's attitude towards me, I am not angry. This is what I expected and I am prepared for."

Ming Chengyou nodded, "And then?"

"Ming Chengyou, who gave you this belt around your waist?" Fu Ran's topic turned so quickly, Ming Chengyou was almost powerless, and he even looked down at the Hermès belt , "Isn't it your birthday present?"

Fu Ran said again, "You asked me if you found something special about it, and you said yes, tell me what's special about it?"

He already felt that something was wrong, but before he figured out the situation, he answered honestly, "Of course it's different from what you sent me."

"Yes, it's different." Fu Ran evoked a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Ming Chengyou's temper that was ready to speak up was stirred up again, "Speak clearly, what's going on?"

"I put two letters of MR on your belt, tell me, where are they?"

Facing Fu Ran's questioning, Ming Chengyou had doubts. When she gave it to him, he touched it all over. Where is the MR?

"I did not see it."

Fu Ran picked up the chopsticks and breathed out weakly, "Of course you didn't see it, because this is not the one I gave you at all."

Ming Chengyou categorically denied, "Impossible, absolutely no one else will give it away."

Fu Ran forcibly suppressed her breath, trying to keep her voice from trembling, "I asked the store, and the boss said that it is impossible for the embossed font to leave no traces, and you should see nothing on it the day it is given to you. "

A thought suddenly flashed in Ming Chengyou's mind, the scene of Qin Mumu rushing to the MR with lip gloss clearly appeared, and he thought of You Yingrui.

But after thinking about it carefully, he was a little hesitant, after all, he hadn't met You Yingrui again these days.

Fu Ran had no intention of arguing, "The waiter in the store said that each limited edition belt buckle has its own number." She took out her mobile phone from her bag, found the text message and pushed the mobile phone to Ming Chengyou, "This I bought it."

Ming Chengyou picked it up and saw that it was a string of numbers, beginning with an English letter.

"I'll say it again, what I received was from you." After finishing speaking, he pushed the chair away and got up slowly. The waiter came from not far away with the soup. Ming Chengyou suddenly reached out to untie the belt. He kept his movements gracefully. It's just that no matter how elegant this move is, it shouldn't be something an elegant person should do.

The waiter in his early twenties couldn't figure out the situation, his little hand holding the soup was shaking, and someone sitting next to him looked over with a smile.

Ming Chengyou undid the belt with a snap, and then pulled it out swiftly. The waiter took advantage of the gap to come over and put down the dishes without even declaring the names of the dishes, and ran away in a hurry.

He casually pushed the leather belt away, and sure enough, he saw a row of serial numbers. Ming Chengyou picked up Fu Ran's cell phone, and his face suddenly changed.

The palms holding the belt are tightly closed, and the hard platinum is deeply embedded in the palms.

Seeing Ming Chengyou's expression, Fu Ran knew that the numbers in the two rows did not match.

Ming Chengyou raised his gaze to look at Fu Ran, with an indescribable weirdness on his face, but he was holding on to something, and only pressed his thin lips tightly.

Fu Ran picked up the chopsticks and couldn't make things difficult for her stomach. She picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put them in the bowl. Since her hair was draped in front of her body, she had to hold down the end of her hair with one hand when eating.

Ming Chengyou threw the belt in his hand on the table, and sat down opposite Fu Ran.

Fu Ran was chewing on the juicy and delicious short ribs. The seasoning was precise and the taste was excellent.

She suddenly remembered the scene in "A World Without Thieves", when Liu Ruoying was told that Andy Lau's character was dead, Liu Ruoying was eating desperately.

Fu Ran didn't see the characters cry, but she herself cried badly. She even felt that the director was too cruel, depriving everyone of their hope for a happy ending.

She picked up a chopstick of lettuce and took two bites. From the corner of her eye, she saw Ming Chengyou sitting opposite.

Ming Chengyou already knew what was going on in his heart. He didn't have many contacts before and after, and after receiving the gift from Fu Ran, except for driving You Yingrui out halfway, he was even more serious when he returned to Zhongjing Haoting. There is no possibility.

At this time, he couldn't find a corresponding method anyway.

"I really don't know what's going on." Confess and be kind.

Fu Ran picked up the glass, and the movement of drinking water was deliberately slowed down. Her eyes were fixed on Ming Chengyou's face, and her eyes were calm, but she was very tolerable.

"Are you full?" she asked him.

Ming Chengyou has not touched a single chopsticks meal since he took his seat.

Fu Ran stretched out her hand, "Waiter, pay the bill."

She took out her wallet from her bag, took out two hundred-dollar bills and put them on the corner of the table, raised her hand to pick up the glass and pressed it on top of it, then pushed away the chair and stood up.

Ming Chengyou hurriedly chased after him, turned back, and picked up the belt on the table.

Fu Ran left in a hurry. At the door of the restaurant where people were coming and going, Ming Chengyou reached out to hold her arm, "Fu Ran."

"Don't talk about it." She struggled a little but did not break free, "Go to the car."

Only then did Ming Chengyou let go, picked up the car keys to pick up the car, opened the car door and looked back to see Fu Ran's figure. He looked around and saw Fu Ran striding away in the opposite direction.

Ming Chengyou started the engine and hurriedly chased after him.

Fu Ran hired a taxi. Before the wheels stopped, Ming Chengyou slammed on the brakes. He rushed to Fu Ran in a few steps, took her hand and stuffed it directly into the passenger seat without saying a word.

The belt he took off was thrown on the passenger seat. Fu Ran pressed the belt when she got in. She picked it up and threw it back without looking at it.

Ming Chengyou's tense face softened a little. Seeing her childish behavior, a smile filled the corner of his eyes, "I really don't know what's going on, I swear."

(End of this chapter)