fake love

Chapter 232 See Through You Yingrui's Mind (3)
"Are you okay?" Ming Chengyou turned around and said to Fu Ran.

Her hand was still held in his palm.

Fu Ran shook her head. To be honest, this woman is really fierce. It's okay to say nothing, but she actually did it.

It's also because Secretary Chai just came to MR, she is not very popular, and no one wakes her up.

She put her arms around her chest, and walked up to Ming Chengyou, "I was hired by your MR with a lot of money. If I had said earlier that I was in a company with such a person, I would never agree to anything."

"It's not too late to know now," Ming Chengyou let go of Fu Ran's hand, "I didn't know that Director Chai is such a hot-tempered person, if you leave you in MR, which customer will come to the door, clean up as soon as possible, you let's go."

Director Chai was dumbfounded, and finally responded after a while, "LVAN, that's not what you said when you dug me here."

Han Jun hurried over after hearing the news, he signaled Ming Chengyou not to get angry, "Director Chai, misunderstood, misunderstood."

Ming Chengyou knelt down and picked up the photos one by one for Fu Ran. He dusted the dust and said to Han Jun who was apologizing to Director Chai, "I think Director Chai's top priority is not to work, but to find a man to put out the fire. Menopause is early Aging is prone to many sequelae."

"I quit!"

Han Jun shook his head as he looked at the menacing figure rushing back to the office. He caught up with Ming Chengyou who had walked to the elevator, "LVAN, Director Chai is certainly wrong to do something, but you forget how much we paid to get her here?" ?"

Fu Ran stood by, so it was not easy to interrupt.

"Such people will leave sooner or later, it is better to leave earlier."

Han Juan glanced at Fu Ran meaningfully, "Are you really going to lift her up to the sky?"

"I am willing," Ming Chengyou forcibly grabbed Fu Ran and dragged her into the elevator, without saying anything, he handed back the information in his hand to her, "In the future, you can decide this kind of thing yourself, you don't need to go through everything through others."

Fu Ran took it casually, and strode out after the elevator door opened.

Three days have passed since Ming Chengyou received a call from You Yingrui.

In the past few days, the messages she sent him fell silent, and he didn't answer the phone calls. You Yingrui knew that procrastinating would not do her any good.

Ming Chengyou was sitting in the office, and You Yingrui typed the manuscript a hundred times, "Chengyou, I'm sorry."

"Let's talk." Ming Chengyou got up and came to the French window. It was evening, and the sunset glow was raging and burning half of the sky red, like a splashed ink painting. You Yingrui was crying on the other end of the phone, "I replaced it, I also wanted to give you this gift at the time, but I saw the belt that Fu Ran gave you in the car, and I thought, this must be something you should carry with you, I have no other ideas, I just want you... ..."

"Where is the thing now?" Ming Chengyou lightly pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, as if he didn't have much patience to listen to her words.

"Chengyou, I'm sorry."

People's state of mind seems to really change with time, Ming Chengyou stared at the constantly flowing clouds outside the window, and You Yingrui saw that he was slow to speak, "I, I stuffed things into the trash in my community It's in the box."

Ming Chengyou's breath stagnates, "How many times have I told you to stay by my side and not to learn this routine, Ying Rui, is it because you like it in your bones and can't change it?"

"No, Chengyou, listen to my explanation!"

There was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone, and You Yingrui was in a daze, keeping the phone close to her ear all the time. Her unintentional move, a fluke, ruined her hard work for so many years.

You Yingrui stretched out her hand and slapped herself hard, the slap was so hard that her throat even tasted fishy.

The intense pain made her wake up quickly. You Yingrui knew that she was too impatient, and Ming Chengyou also told her not to make some small movements in front of him. She should treat her well or treat her well. She stroked those professional books with her fingers. , suppressed this tone.

You Yingrui bit the corner of her mouth lightly. The reason for today's hardship is that she is not mature enough to know how to endure!

Ming Chengyou didn't show up in person, he asked people to go to the community where You's house was located to get the surveillance footage, and it was confirmed that it was accidentally picked up by a property owner who was throwing garbage.

The other party refused to return it at first, and planned to sell it. Ming Chengyou didn't want to make things worse, and spent a lot of money to get the things back from the owner.

Fortunately, the packaging was still intact. Ming Chengyou opened the car window and took the things from the hands of others. He was hidden in the moonlight outside the community, and passers-by could not see the expression on the man's face.

The hazy light cast a layer of mystery on him.

He opened the bag and took out the belt from the inside. It had a high-quality feel, and the metal texture was cold and noble. Ming Chengyou carefully put the bag on the passenger seat, and with his thumb running along the inside of the belt, he could really feel the concave lines. Small light, look closely, the word MR clearly appears in front of your eyes.

With the feeling of the fingers, the throbbing in the heart became more and more intense. Ming Chengyou rubbed his fingers on it repeatedly, and the frozen place in his heart suddenly felt the first thaw of spring, and Ming Chengyou could even hear the ice cubes being hit everywhere. Broken sound, what I experience is not irritability, but pleasing to the eye.

The car drove through the boulevard at high speed, interlaced with the shadows of the trees along the way, like a time machine, which is difficult to reverse.

Ming Chengyou stepped on the accelerator, the unique roar of the sports car attracted the attention of passers-by on the side of the road, is it rushing to reincarnate?
It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and half of the city fell into a deep sleep, but it was also the time when nightlife was the most popular. The whole city was mobilized, and the brilliant lights on both sides reflected the prosperity of nightclubs, which were bred by the unbridled desires of human beings.

The black sports car cut through the wind and waves like a sharp knife, and arrived at the gate of Fu's house in a blink of an eye.

Fu Ran was sitting in front of the computer wearing black-frame anti-radiation glasses. When Ming Chengyou's call came in, she was busy typing on the keyboard with both hands. Fu Ran took a look at the phone and put it back.

Ming Chengyou leaned over to look at Fu's house. The lights in the living room were off, and it was pitch black and silent. Seeing that Fu Ran refused to answer his call, he had to send a text message, "Come down, I found the things."

(End of this chapter)