fake love

Chapter 262 Will have a child with her (3)
Housekeeper Xiao refilled a bowl of porridge for her, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings, Madam, don't worry too much."

Li Yunling turned her face to look at You Yingrui, shook her head, and separated the hand from Butler Xiao, "I don't have any appetite, come with me to the garden for a while."

The two walked out of the living room one after the other, leaving You Yingrui alone at the dining table.

When Fan Xian got up, she came to Fu Ran's room as usual. When she walked in, she saw her quilt neatly folded in the middle of the bed. Xian went in and looked around, "Xiao Ran?"

After finding the restroom, Fan Xian couldn't help feeling nervous, turned around and opened the door, and went downstairs.

Chen Ma stood in the dining room, Fan Xian caught up in her pajamas, "Chen Ma, did you see Miss?"

"It's in the kitchen."

Fan Xian felt relieved, and walked to the kitchen door in a few steps, and sure enough, he saw Fu Ran preparing breakfast, fresh soy milk and milk, freshly baked bread slices, and porridge with preserved egg and lean meat simmering in the pot.

She came behind Fu Ran, "Xiao Ran, is breakfast ready?"

With Fu Dye's hair tied behind his head, he looked very energetic, "Mom, it's almost done after you change clothes."

Fan Xian went upstairs with a smile, and when he came down with Fu Songting, he saw that breakfast was already on the table, and Fu Ran brought the porridge to the two of them.

"Xiaoran, why don't you sleep more?" Fu Songting said softly.

"I had an early rest last night, and I feel refreshed when I open my eyes today."

Fan Xian was relieved, and took the bowl with a smile, "I see that you are also in good spirits."

Fu Ran sat beside Fan Xian. Fan Xian took a piece of bread, brushed the Thousand Island Sauce for her, and handed it to her. There was a sour taste, "Mom, I'll just have some porridge."

Fan Xian was slightly surprised, "Don't you usually like to eat?"

"I have a bad appetite recently, and I want to eat some light porridge." After Fu Ran finished speaking, her throat tightened for a while, and she covered her mouth and retched.

"What's wrong?" Fan Xian threw away the slice of bread anxiously.

Fu Ran waved her hand, took two sips of the milk on hand, "It's okay, there is too much space in my stomach, and I feel uncomfortable when I smell it."

"Then don't eat too greasy food." Fu Songting looked concerned and moved the plate away from her hand.

Fan Xian couldn't help but thumped in her heart, her eyes showed hesitation, and she even had a bad premonition.

"Xiao Ran," she held the back of Fu Ran's hand, "Are you all right?"

Fu Ran panicked for no reason, tears almost came out of her eyes, "Mom, I'm really fine."

After casually eating a few mouthfuls of porridge, Fu Ran went upstairs to change her clothes and went out. Ming Chengyou's wedding was such a mess that she couldn't hide for another month. Except for the child, she has already forcibly stepped out of the harm caused by this deception.

When she arrived at FU, Fu Ran was worried at first that there would be reporters blocking the door. She entered the office, but she still couldn't fully devote herself to the computer. Ming Chengyou's things were still in her office. Tables and objects are thrown into the conference room.

After the whole day, Fu Ran was not in the mood for work at all. Fu Ran lay on the sofa for a while, and when she got up, she had a stuffy nose, and walked out of the office in a daze to prepare to go home.

Everything seemed to go back to more than two years ago. At that time, she was at the cutting edge of public opinion just like now, and they would often meet like now without avoiding suspicion.

But Fu Ran's state of mind is obviously different.

Ming Zheng stepped forward, "Go, I'll take you to have a good meal."

"I don't want to eat."

"Then what do you want to do?"

Fu Ran looked at Ming Zheng, and Ming Zheng appeared in time when she was most embarrassing twice. He opened the door of the passenger seat, "Let's go, I'll take you for a drive."

Fu Ran followed Mingzheng into the car without hesitation, and would only be thinking wildly when returning home so early.

She fastened her seat belt, "Where are you going?"

Ming Zheng controlled the steering wheel with one hand, "Aimless, just drive wherever you want."

The car quickly disappeared into the main road, Fu Ran's head rested on the back of the seat, and he didn't say a word when he got in the car.

The traffic was blocked at the traffic light, Mingzheng speeded up, but he didn't want the car in front to be too slow, the red light flashed after the amber light, and he had to wait another [-] seconds.

Seeing the man's angry side face, Fu Ran couldn't help but twitch her mouth slightly, "Brother, you still have this temper."

After she finished speaking, she heard a roar in her ears. Fu Ran turned her head and saw a convertible sports car parked in the side lane. Walk around.

Ming Chengyou tapped the steering wheel with his fingers. Due to the color of the sunglasses, Fu Ran's eyes could not see the bottom of the man's pool. Judging from Ming Chengyou's expression alone, there seemed to be no other word to describe it except indifference.

The car in front heard the sound of starting, and Ming Chengyou glanced at the two of them, looking forward very naturally and indifferently, Fu Ran felt a tingle in her heart, and she looked away as if she didn't know the man.

The green light was clear, Ming Chengyou's car was speeding forward, Ming Zheng deliberately slowed down, so that the shadow of the car disappeared from Fu Ran's eyes little by little.

Ming Zheng took Fu Ran for a stroll, without a destination, the scenery along the way changed from crowded to spacious, the noise faded away from the ears, and there was a sense of vision suddenly enlightened.

Fu Ran leaned over the car window and looked out. A bamboo forest surrounded the garden, and occasionally there was a rustling sound when the wind blew past.

Ming Zheng parked the car on the side of the road, opened the door and came to Fu Ran's side. His upper body leaned against the car body, while Fu Ran maintained the previous posture.

"Will it still hurt?"

She lowered her eyes, "What?"

"Xiao Ran, you know I'm talking about your heart." Ming Zheng looked at the bamboo forest with his arms around his chest.

Fu Ran looked calmly, "It won't hurt if you don't think about it, and it won't hurt if you don't see it."

But sometimes, she couldn't stop thinking about it, and she couldn't stop seeing a place like Ying'an City.

Ming Zheng didn't speak again, and the cell phone in the car rang and didn't answer it.

(End of this chapter)