fake love

Chapter 285 Do everything possible, he is a devil (2)
Since it was the same mobile phone, Fu Ran played with ease. After exiting the game, she quickly entered the text message and sent a short message to Fan Xian's mobile phone.

There are only a few words, which are the name of the hospital and the ward number, and the word "Don't Hui".

She deleted it from the sent message, and went back to continue the game.

The store that Fu Ran mentioned was far from the hospital, and she began to wait anxiously, absent-minded.

The sound of footsteps came from the door, and Fu Ran's heart hung in his throat. The figure who pushed the door and entered entered the room in a flash. Fu Ran looked around, but saw Ming Chengyou who came back early.

"There is no traffic jam on the road, eat it quickly, it's still hot."

Fu Ran couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, and the two nurses got up from the sofa one after another.

Ming Chengyou walked over and put the bag in his hand on the bedside table. He untied it slowly, and the smell of raw frying wafted around.

"You go out."

Fu Ran looked at her toes, and Ming Chengyou broke off the disposable chopsticks for her. When Fu Ran saw him handing over the chopsticks, she reached out and patted them off.

Ming Chengyou was about to speak when the cell phone in his pocket rang unexpectedly.

Fu Ran was startled, vaguely having a bad premonition.

The man connected it casually and put it to his ear. While listening, he stared at Fu Ran, "Okay, I see."

He cut off the phone, and the phone was spinning back and forth in the palm of his hand. His cold and handsome face showed no emotion at all. Fu Ran was stared at by him so uncomfortable that when he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of the man's hand suddenly sweeping towards the bedside table from the corner of his eye. .

The steaming frying boxes were overturned and fell to Ming Chengyou's feet one by one.

Fu Ran was surprised and had no time to react. Ming Chengyou grabbed her shoulder with one hand and dragged him to him, picked her up by the waist and strode out.

Fu Ran's eyes widened unexpectedly, "Where are you taking me?"

Ming Chengyou opened the door of the ward that was not closed tightly with his foot, and the doctor just came out from the next door to check the ward, "Third Young Master, where are you going?"

"Discharged from the hospital," Ming Chengyou said, "Someone will come over later, and the ward will be cleaned up. You know how to say it."

Fu Ran realized that Ming Chengyou had noticed something, "Put me down, I don't want to go back with you."

Ming Chengyou strode out of the hospital. The car was waiting at the side door. He stuffed Fu Ran in and then squeezed into the back seat, "Drive."

Fu Ran threw herself to the other side, slapping the car window vigorously with both hands. Occasionally, people who passed by just looked curiously when they heard the movement, and no one stopped.

Fu Ran turned around suddenly, hysterical, "You sent someone to follow them?"

"I told you not to play tricks," Ming Chengyou leaned back in the chair, his side face was also drawn into the night, "It's only today that I let people start staring at your house, Fu Ran, I'll talk to you, don't you?" listen."

Fu Ran looked at Ming Chengyou fiercely. At this moment, she could no longer use grief or any words to describe her mood. Ming Chengyou turned his face out of the window. Gradually pushing into the abyss.

The man's brows were furrowed with indescribable sadness. Anyway, he and Fu Ran were no longer possible. What did it matter if she hated him more or less?
Ming Chengyou knew in his heart that he still couldn't let go, otherwise he wouldn't insist on her keeping the child. Although it was unfair and unacceptable to Fu Ran, he couldn't control that much.

The car was speeding forward all the way, and Fu Ran saw the night scene of the city gradually disappearing, replaced by billboards on the side of the expressway that were quickly receding backwards, layers of fear rose in her heart, "Where are you taking me?"

Ming Chengyou crossed his arms and closed his eyes tightly, as if he was resting his mind.

The car stretched towards a destination that Fu Ran didn't know, and she became more and more panicked. The sky had completely darkened, and it was difficult to see the bright spots of stars in the night sky where she couldn't see her fingers.

Fu Ran nestled into the corner, and always felt uncomfortable at this time, and the car was driving fast, she covered her mouth to hold back, and the sound of retching in Ming Chengyou's ears was like being stabbed by a sharp knife , Inch deeper than an inch, sweat seeped from his temples, and his dark eyes were slightly opened.

"Bring a bottle of water here."

The driver in the driver's seat quickly handed over a bottle of water.

Ming Chengyou took it and sent it to Fu Ran.

She leaned her head weakly against the car window, seeing a bottle of water being handed to her eyelids, she didn't move and closed her eyes.

The car continued to move forward, driving into the boundless darkness.

Fu Ran opened her eyes and felt the speed of the car slowed down, her waist straightened.

"Third Young Master, we're here."

Ming Chengyou opened the car door first, and he walked to the other side, took Fu Ran's hand and dragged her down.

Oncoming was the sea breeze mixed with salty taste, and the layers of waves swept in. Fu Ran could feel the wetness splashed on her face. When she looked around, she was actually at the pier.

Ming Chengyou put his arm around her shoulder and forcibly pulled her forward.

Fu Ran screamed again and again, "Where are you taking me? Why are you at the pier?"

The sound of rushing waves almost drowned her voice. Seeing that Ming Chengyou was not answering, Fu Ran opened her throat, speaking with horror, "Where are you going to take me?"

"Leave Ying'an City."

"I do not want!"

A huge cruise ship was parked by the pier, and Fu Ran was dragged forward by him. Ming Chengyou's cold voice exploded from the top of his head, "I will let you come back after giving birth, Fu Ran, and this is the only way to let you go. You are obedient!"

She turned her gaze to the back of Ming Chengyou's shoulder. Although she was not familiar with it, the aura that belonged to Ying'an City made her crave for it. Fear and anxiety grew in her heart instantly. She looked up at Ming Chengyou's tense handsome face, and never From this moment on, she was completely afraid of him.

"I do not go!"

"I can't help you!" Ming Chengyou brought Fu Ran to the deck, and the moment he was condescending and could see the waves in the sea, Fu Ran became dizzy and felt sick, she pushed Ming Chengyou, but he refused to let go.

"vomit--"

The recent dinner was vomited on Ming Chengyou's arm, and Fu Ran bent down in discomfort.

Someone came to inquire, as if they were about to set sail, Fu Ran's face turned pale with anxiety, and she had no choice but Ming Chengyou's attitude was not just tough, she was really afraid that something would happen to him if he continued.

(End of this chapter)