fake love

Chapter 240 Close the net and give You Yingrui the marriage she wanted (3)
After arriving at Zhongjing Haoting, Fu Ran took out the medicine box and cleaned it up for him. No matter how small the wound was, it would be shocking if it hurt someone he cared about.

Ming Chengyou held Fu Ran's trembling little hand, took the gauze and threw it on the table, "Why are you shaking?"

"I am afraid."

"It's okay," Ming Chengyou touched his head wrapped like a rice dumpling, "Isn't something wrong?"

Fu Ran got up to tidy up, then went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

The water flowed through the back of the hand, and one could immediately see streams of light red flow into the high-end wash basin along the fingers. There was a fishy smell between the nostrils, and Fu Ran's eye circles became red. After washing his face, he returned to the room.

Ming Chengyou lay face up on the bed, she walked over, turned off the crystal lamp, leaving only one wall lamp.

Ming Chengyou took Fu Ran's hand and made her sit on the edge of the bed, with her head resting on her leg, "Go back, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"I'll sit with you."

He rubbed Fu Ran's palm with his thumb, with a provocative itch. Fu Ran's palm passed through Ming Chengyou's black hair. He smiled and raised the corner of his eyes, and patted her face, "Did it scare you?"

Fu Ran held him and pressed Ming Chengyou's palm to her face, she opened her mouth and bit his hand.

"Go home, just scratch the skin."

Seeing his tired face, Fu Ran told him to take a rest, then picked up his bag and left.

Soon there was the sound of a car starting downstairs, and Ming Chengyou endured his tiredness and took out his mobile phone.

As usual, he was not asked to wait on the other end of the phone.

"Hey, Chengyou!"

Ming Chengyou only said one sentence, "Ying Rui, come back."

Fu Ran made a phone call the next morning, and Ming Chengyou also went to FU. She was relieved after seeing with her own eyes that he was fine.

The gauze on his head was removed by him the next day, and he asked the family doctor to come to Zhongjing Haoting for simple treatment. After Ming Chengyou went out, he received a call on the way, and Ming Chengyou entered the garage, "Go to the hotel and wait for me first. , don't come home."

With a stern expression, he drove out to the hotel where You Yingrui arrived first.

You Yingrui found the room according to the room number Ming Chengyou gave her, but she couldn't hide her excitement. Seeing the injury on Ming Chengyou's forehead, she dropped her luggage and went forward, "Chengyou, what's wrong with you?"

Ming Chengyou passed her side and sat down on the sofa in the room, "Ying Rui, don't you want to marry me?"

You Yingrui was startled, with hesitant eyes, "Chengyou?"

"You don't regret it?"

You Yingrui shook her head without hesitation, "I don't regret it."

Ming Chengyou took out a cigarette and held it in his hand. The platinum lighter between his fingers made the sound of opening and closing. He pointed to the coffee table, "I signed all those documents."

You Yingrui took off her bag, squatted down in front of the coffee table, and took a piece of information, "What are these?"

"After you sign the documents, I will ask the lawyer to complete our marriage formalities." Ming Chengyou bit the cigarette in the corner of his mouth and wanted to light it. He seemed to think of something, and dropped his hand back, but he was really irritable. Powerful, I still sucked it up after I clicked it.

You Yingrui happily picked up the signature pen, took out her own seal from the bag, Ming Chengyou took a box and threw it over, "Use this, you have to deal with the company's affairs in the future."

"Okay." She responded cheerfully, glanced at the document quickly and signed it.

Documents half a person's height were piled up on the table, and Ming Chengyou motioned for her to sign them one by one.

"Chengyou, what are these?"

"Some real estate transfer procedures, as well as the property I bought."

"That's not okay," You Yingrui waved her hands hastily, "I don't want your things."

Ming Chengyou was choked by the smoke in his mouth, he frowned, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at her, "Ying Rui, you spent the most difficult two years with me, and I will give you a gift after we get married. There will be more things for you, these are guarantees for you, sign quickly."

You Yingrui held the pen hesitantly, and Ming Chengyou picked up the top document and handed it to her.

"Chengyou, thank you."

Ming Chengyou took a deep puff on his cigarette, feeling his heart throbbing with pain.

You Yingrui would look through it at first, but there were too many documents, and she held each of them heavily in her hand. In the end, she simply turned to the signature column and wrote her name directly.

"Chengyou," she raised her face after pausing her signature hand, "you and her are going to end, aren't you?"

Ming Chengyou leaned up, smothered the remaining cigarette butts in the ashtray, and turned his eyes to You Yingrui. In the hazy white mist, people couldn't see through the coldness hidden in his eyes, "Yes , the game is over, I don't want to continue, I'm too tired."

The net he had carefully weaved was finally about to be put away.

It coincides with the weekend, and the day in mid-June is so comfortable that people just want to be lazy at home, go shopping and watch movies occasionally, life is like a plate of delicious dishes, and it tastes delicious.

Ming Chengyou was dragged by Fu Songting to play chess in the living room. He was holding a chess piece in his hand, and his peripheral vision fell on Fu Ran who was always busy.

Fu Songting raised his head and squinted, "Chengyou, you are out of shape today, and you have lost three games in a row."

The chess piece in Ming Chengyou's hand found a gap and inserted it, "It's because your chess skills are too good, I can't keep up."

Fu Ran was helping Fan Xian in the kitchen, wearing a floral apron, her busy figure shuttled back and forth.

Fu Songting probed at the right time, "Chengyou, you and Xiaoran had a marriage contract before, if we talk about it this time..."

How could Ming Chengyou fail to understand the meaning of Fu Songting's words, something seemed to be choked in his throat, and his eyes were fixed on Fu Ran's back, "We want to have a good talk for a while, and then pick a date to get married."

"So much the better."

After dinner, he left Fu Ran's house with Fu Ran and went out to watch a movie. At two or three o'clock, Ming Chengyou stopped the car after passing the hypermarket, and led Fu Ran in to buy something.

Fu Ran pushed a shopping cart, Ming Chengyou embraced her from behind and held her in his arms, and the two walked forward in unison.

Fu Ran was picking things in front of the shelves, while the man behind him quietly accompanied him. After passing the vegetable section, Ming Chengyou motioned for Fu Ran to go over, "Cook me a meal tonight?"

"It's as if I'm thankful for treating you," Fu Ran pushed the car to the shelf, "Don't you often eat the dishes I cook at my house?"

(End of this chapter)