fake love

Chapter 239 Close the net and give You Yingrui the marriage she wanted (2)
Fu Ran's heart suddenly felt a sharp pain that was torn into a hole, spreading from the eardrum to all the limbs. Ming Chengyou said with a smile, "These are anti-dreams. When I was young, I often dreamed that my parents died. , I cried at first, but my mother told me that it means they are in good health, and you are not as good as a child."

Fu Ran pouted, "No one ever said these things to me."

You Zhaofu and Shen Sufen are not like Li Yunling, who can patiently comfort their crying son.

"Okay, now let me tell you, it's not ashamed to see you crying like this at your age."

Fu Ran brushed her hair behind her ears, "Today is the weekend, what are you calling so early for?"

"Didn't you ask me to report to you early and late every day?"

Fu Ran said it casually at the time, but Ming Chengyou took it seriously. She wiped away her tears and lifted the thin quilt and got up, "Is your mother okay?"

"It's okay, I'm a little angry in a hurry."

"It's all your fault." Fu Ran muttered, wearing slippers and walking towards the closet.

After Ming Chengyou came back, he didn't know where he learned the ability to cling to people, and he would look for Fu Ran almost whenever he had time.

Sometimes when the company's work is over, he will drive and bring Fu Ran's favorite snacks to FU to wait for her to get off work. In fact, the small office still looks very spacious when squeezed into a person. As time goes by, Fu Ran looks at Ming Chengyou's Items came in one by one, first a computer was placed in her office, but the sofa was uncomfortable, so she asked someone to move a desk.He forcibly occupied half of Fu Ran's bookshelf, and Ming Chengyou would even work under her nose for a few days.

The teachers in the studio often joked about Fu Ran, saying that she was a good steward and could subdue the dignified Ming Sanshao.

It would be Fu Ran's greatest gratification if life could go on smoothly.

Ming Chengyou frowned and faced the computer. Fu Ran finished his get off work and packed up his things to get off work. The weather in June bid farewell to the coolness. Fu Ran tiptoed to Ming Chengyou's desk. He brought a lot of things, and they were big things. , the sofa and coffee table that were originally placed in the center were removed.Fu Ran propped her hands to the edge of the table, holding her pretty face in her palms, "Are you off work?"

Ming Chengyou didn't raise his head, "Wait a minute."

"Oh." Fu Ran turned around and wanted to go back to her desk, but caught Ming Chengyou beckoning to her, "Come here."

Fu Ran went around the edge of the table and walked to Ming Chengyou's side. He put his arms around her waist and let her sit on his lap. Fu Ran's eyes followed him to the computer. She couldn't understand the strings of numbers. Resting her chin on her hand, she occasionally tapped her fingers quickly on the keyboard a few times. Fu Ran was afraid of disturbing him, so she nestled in his arms and kept the same posture without moving.

"What would you like to eat tonight?"

Words came to his ears suddenly, and Fu Ran turned his head to see Ming Chengyou staring at the computer intently, as if he wasn't the one who spoke just now.

"Whatever," she replied.

Ming Chengyou leaned over and pecked her on the face, "Wait for me, I'll be fine soon."

About half an hour later, Ming Chengyou turned off the computer, he tiredly rested his face on Fu Ran's shoulder, her cool fingers pressed Ming Chengyou's temple, and looked over his head, the sky outside the window had already darkened, and the lights were just on, After the heart fell silent, there was an inexplicable sense of loss.

Ming Chengyou's eyelids trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes, "What time is it?"

"It's almost eight o'clock."

Ming Chengyou rubbed his eyebrows, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

"Are you tired? I think you haven't been in a good mood recently." Fu Ran stroked his face with his palm, as if he had lost weight.

"Let's go, you're hungry too." Ming Chengyou clenched her hand and got up, Fu Ran went over to turn off the light, and the two of them went downstairs with their fingers clasped together. In this weather, walking on the street at night is particularly comfortable.

No one spoke first, Ming Chengyou led Fu Ran to the front of the car, thought for a while, put away the car keys and said, "Let's go over there."

"it is good."

The place to eat is not far from FU. After the two came back, Ming Chengyou wanted to send Fu Ran back. She found the car key from her bag, "You have been busy with work all day, go back quickly, and just report to me when you get home."

He leaned over and kissed her on the forehead, and Fu Ran opened the car door and got in.

She started the engine, and saw Ming Chengyou's car slowly sliding out of the parking lot in the rearview mirror. Fu Ran turned on the stereo, feeling her shoulders were sore, and drove after lightly pinching her palm a few times.

Subconsciously staring at the rearview mirror, the corner of her eye was about to retract when she suddenly saw the black sports car speeding up like a wild horse. Fu Ran was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on her back. She hurriedly turned the steering wheel and looked into her eyes. Ming Chengyou's car had crossed the curb and crashed into the green belt out of control.

boom--

An extremely sharp voice pierced the eardrums. Ming Chengyou seemed to have no time to step on the brakes. Fu Ran's hands and feet were instantly cold. She accelerated and drove the car over. Before it stopped, she opened the door and fell down.

Fu Ran endured the pain and got up, and ran to the side of the driver's seat with his scratched palms tightly, "Chengyou!"

Ming Chengyou hadn't recovered yet, his face was resting on the airbag, and red blood was gurgling from the corner of his forehead. Fu Ran was still in shock, and reached into the car window to grab his arm with both hands, "Chengyou, don't scare me."

Ming Chengyou raised his face, hummed in pain, and stroked his forehead with his palm.

Fu Ran quickly opened the car door, unbuckled his seat belt and helped him out of the driver's seat, "What's going on?"

Yin Hong flowed from the corners of his eyes to his neck and chest. Ming Chengyou signaled Fu Ran to take a bottle of mineral water and clean up the wound.

"No." Fu Ran hurriedly pressed Ming Chengyou's hand, and pulled him into his car, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Ming Chengyou lay back and closed his eyes.

"Why are you so careless?"

The lights in the car cast shadows in Ming Chengyou's eyes, "There are too many things to do in the company, so I was distracted just now."

Fu Ran didn't ask any more questions, she concentrated on driving to the hospital, Ming Chengyou opened his eyes halfway, "Take me back to Zhongjing Haoting."

"No, you need to go to the hospital for an examination."

Ming Chengyou took out a wet towel to wipe his hands, "I know that I will have to go to the hospital until late before I can go home. There is nothing serious about my forehead, I just accidentally flicked it on the steering wheel."

He insisted that Fu Ran drive the car back to Zhongjing Haoting. Fu Ran checked carefully and saw that the wound did not seem to be bleeding anymore, so he did not go to the hospital according to Ming Chengyou's wishes.

(End of this chapter)