fake love

Chapter 360 She is Mrs. Ming, the only one (3)
"Then you have to ask her if she will be jealous of you." Ming Chengyou picked up the interlocking hands of the two and put them on the table. The wedding ring next to each other instantly attracted everyone's attention.

This news is much more eye-catching than the kidnapping case that is speculative.

"Third Young Master, are you already divorced?"

Ming Chengyou's eyes froze, "Will you speak?"

"Third Young Master, are you married again?"

The man sneered, and raised Fu Ran's hand above his head, "Look clearly, this is my first and only marriage."

"Then how do you explain the wedding between you and You Yingrui?"

"It's just a scene I invited her to play. I don't take it seriously, so you can just laugh it off." Ming Chengyou put Fu Ran's hand on his knee, only to find that Fu Ran's hand was already in the palm of his hand. Sweaty hands.

Sitting in front of the TV, Li Yunling's face changed dramatically when she saw this scene, "I asked him to clarify the kidnapping, who asked him to do this? It really adds to the chaos."

Housekeeper Xiao handed her a cup of tea, "Third Young Master is really happy."

"It's probably intentional," Li Yunling put the teacup back on the table, "but let him make trouble, as for Fu Ran, let her be proud for a while, just like You Yingrui, a fake marriage certificate can make you happy." They were so obediently happy that they couldn't find Bei."

"Third Young Master, Miss Fu, no, Mrs. Ming's marriage to the Li family was reported earlier, what's going on?"

Ming Chengyou's eyes were sincere and sincere, and he looked sideways at Fu Ran with his handsome face, "We almost went astray, and now we finally found the original way, all the previous things are over, here, I have some good news, My and Fu Ran's child is about to be born in a few months, and when the time comes, I will treat all your newspaper employees to a wedding egg."

Hearing these words, I feel somewhat happy.

There was an endless stream of congratulations, and there was no shortage of gossiping people who wanted to dig out some other news, "Then the statement that the child's father was someone else can be clarified today?"

"This statement is naturally self-defeating." Ming Chengyou leaned back, "I can think of it after calculating the time. Of course, I want to wait for the birth of the child with Fu Ran in a quiet environment. I also hope that you Don't disturb our lives too much in the future."

After the press conference, Ming Chengyou took Fu Ran and left through the side door.

"Isn't today the first thing to clarify about the kidnapping?"

Ming Chengyou stopped in his tracks, and pinned Fu Ran's loose hair behind his ears with his slender fingers. The man's eyes were full of tenderness, "This is killing two birds with one stone. According to my mother's temperament, we can't make it public. Ran, you may encounter more difficult things in the future, you must know how to find the best time for you, you know?"

Feeling heavy in her heart, she nodded.

In a blink of an eye, Fu Ran's belly was seven months old.

It happened to be winter again, and she could only open her down jacket openly. She was afraid of catching a cold, so she specially put on snow boots around a scarf.

I have to learn a lot from Ming Chengyou every day. Although I am a little tired, my physical condition can bear it, and my life feels very fulfilling.

The FU studio has been handed over to someone else to take care of it. After all, Fu Ran likes it, and he will go there occasionally.

She would return to Fu's house every other day, and Fan Xian was still the same. Although Fu Songting persevered, he couldn't wait for the miracle they expected.

Fu Ran watched the car passing by the commercial street, and signaled the driver to stop by the side of the road, "I want to go shopping."

The humidifier in Fan Xian's room is broken, and she has long wanted to buy a new one.

I went to the shopping mall to choose a fancy one, paid the money and went out with the things. Fu Ran was waiting for the traffic lights on the side of the street. Suddenly, he saw a battery car rushing over. The people sitting on it could hardly see their faces, and the front and back were full Clothes, knee pads for fear of the cold, many passersby took the initiative to stay away, "Who, don't look at how many people are on the street, it's so annoying."

There was an oncoming battery car driving too fast, and both sides couldn't dodge it. After bumping into each other, several bags of clothes could be seen rolling out one after another.

"I'm dying, I'm dying, you don't have eyes when you drive, you're begging for so many things blocking you, I'm dying, my new pants." The middle-aged woman hopped her feet angrily, and her red hair stood on end proudly.

The other person was still lying on the ground, and he got up after a while, wearing a helmet and a gray scarf covering his mouth and nose, "I'm sorry."

"Really, die," the middle-aged woman saw that she didn't look like a rich person, and kicked off the clothes on the ground with her right foot, "move away quickly."

The passing crowd was blocked by several bags of clothes, and they all honked their horns impatiently, "Pull it away, it's annoying."

Fu Ran stood on the curb, carrying her bag of clothes with her.

The man was busy pushing up the fallen battery car, finally pulled the car to the side of the road, and put the clothes on it.

She bent down to pick up the clothes Fu Ran put on the wooden chair, "Thank you."

Raising her head to see the face in front of her clearly, the woman exclaimed in surprise, "Xiao, Xiaoran."

At first, Fu Ran heard the voice familiar, but after a closer look, she found that it was Shen Sufen, who was about to blurt out the word "mother", and changed her address when it came to her mouth, "Auntie."

Shen Sufen took off her helmet, her eyes darkened slightly, "Xiaoran, your belly is so big."

"Ah."

Shen Sufen put the clothes in her hand on the battery car, pulled out a piece from a bundle, and put it on the wooden chair by the street, "Xiaoran, sit down quickly."

She was holding a humidifier and sitting beside Shen Sufen.

"Why are you still doing these things?"

"I can't help it. Living in a new house used to be really boring. Both their father and daughter said that I was too full to eat. Now it's for my livelihood. I can earn 30 yuan a day for overtime work. It's enough to buy a la carte."

"Where do you live now?" Fu Ran noticed the frostbite on the back of Shen Sufen's hand.

"Going back to the alley, I think it's good. After all, I'm used to living in it. I was always worried about being blown away by the wind in such a tall building before."

After walking for a while, Fu Ran felt warm all over her body, and now her complexion was even more rosy.

"Xiaoran, I saw the news that you are married to Chengyou, right? I could tell when he was with Ruirui before that he didn't care about her. We are sorry for you and don't ask for your forgiveness for some things. , if you can live happily, I don't have anything to think about." Shen Sufen put the gloves back on again, but one of the fingers was torn at the seam, and the fingertips were still exposed.

(End of this chapter)