fake love

Chapter 401 Contest, the secret behind the death of illness (2)
Li Yunling's face was displeased, "Xiaoran, do you think that Hanhan's illness yesterday was related to me?"

After chewing, Fu Ran said, "Mom, no, I wanted to take Hanhan home a few days ago. The baby room in Yiyun Capital was carefully designed by Chengyou, and he also bought a lot of children's things in advance. , I want Hanhan to go back, at least Chengyou is still by his side."

Li Yunling snorted coldly, she said it nicely, what was on her mind, did she really think she didn't know?

When Ming Chengyou was around, she could admit that Fu Ran was her daughter-in-law, but when Ming Chengyou left, Fu Ran was still an outsider despite Han Han.

Li Yunling thought very realistically, Fu Ran was still young, and she didn't believe that she could be a widow for the rest of her life.

After lunch, Yuesao returned to Yiyun Capital with Han Han and Fu Ran in her arms.

It's been a long time since I lived there, but someone cleaned it during the period. Fu Ran pushed open the baby room that Ming Chengyou had prepared, and the child just woke up, looking around with round eyes.

"Hanhan, this is the room Dad prepared for you, do you like it?" Fu Ran took the baby around the room, and since Ming Chengyou knew it was a boy, the walls were painted into a light blue underwater world Well, the confinement sister also feels comfortable here, and she doesn't have to listen to Li Yunling's nagging anymore.

After she handed over the child to the confinement wife, she went back to her and Ming Chengyou's master bedroom, nothing had changed in it, vaguely, it seemed that she could still smell Ming Chengyou's unique men's perfume.

Fu Ran walked to the balcony, supported the railing with both hands, and looked up, seeing the emerald green vitality.

Luo Wenying unbuttoned the first button of her shirt and drank too much. There was nothing she could do, these old men were very difficult to deal with, and she couldn't even pretend to be drunk.

Taking the opportunity to come out to take a breath, she stepped on high heels to the bathroom, and looked up to see the figure at the door that seemed familiar.

Fu Ran splashed cold water on her face, Luo Wenying walked behind her, Fu Ran supported the sink with both hands, eyes slightly closed.

"Xiao Ran?"

She raised her head and saw the person behind her through the mirror.

"Smell Sakura."

Luo Wenying stepped forward, "Why are you here?"

"Come out to discuss a very important cooperation, Han Jun can't come forward." Fu Ran took out a tissue to wipe his hands.

Luo Wenying put her hand on Fu Ran's shoulder, "You are still breastfeeding, so you can't drink."

"I know," Fu Ran shrugged lightly, "So, I drink boiled water, but I take a sip." Fu Ran pressed his palm on his stomach, and Luo Wenying sighed after seeing this.

"Did you drink a lot?" Fu Ran could smell the alcohol all over her body.

"I'm used to it." Luo Wenying washed her face with cold water.

Fu Ran also finally realized the hardships behind these strong women. Leaning on the sink at her waist, she handed the prepared tissue to Luo Wenying, "Where's brother? Why didn't he handle it by himself, and asked you to come out?"

The corners of Luo Wenying's mouth curled up, "He's the boss, and I'm an employee."

Fu Ran saw the disappointment in her eyes, "Wen Ying, I have never understood that you have a good family background and high education, why do you have to live this kind of thing of fighting with men?"

"Excitement," Luo Wenying nodded, "It's fun."

Fu Ran couldn't help laughing.

Although a lot of water was poured, the other party was still vague and refused to give an accurate answer about the project. Fu Ran walked out of the hall and met Luo Wenying. She was drunk, but fortunately she was still conscious.

Fu Ran supported her to stand on the square, and the neon lights in the distance hit her face after changing color, giving people the illusion of being distracted.

Looking at Luo Wenying's appearance, Fu Ran couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

The glamor in front of people is all disguised for others to see.

A black car approached quickly. Ming Zheng didn't expect Fu Ran to be here. Seeing her bending over as if feeling uncomfortable, he couldn't hold back the tension in his heart, "Xiao Ran, are you alright?"

Fu Ran only felt her stomach swell, "I'm fine."

Ming Zheng couldn't bear to see her forcefully prop up MR after Ming Chengyou left, "Go, I'll take you home."

Luo Wenying watched the man walk past her to Fu Ran's side, feeling more cramped in her stomach, Fu Ran waved her hand, "I'm really fine, if Wen Ying drank too much, you should take her home quickly, I can drive by myself. "

Ming Zheng was still worried.

Fu Ran took out the car keys from her bag, "I didn't drink a sip of wine."

After saying goodbye to Luo Wenying, she walked towards the parking lot.

Ming Zheng opened the door of the passenger seat, Luo Wenying sat in and fastened his seat belt, he started the engine, and saw Fu Ran's car leave first through the rearview mirror.

"Did you drink too much again?"

She was too tired to answer.

Ming Zheng looked sideways at Luo Wenying, her head was leaning against the back of the chair, her eyes were tightly closed, Ming Zheng thought she was uncomfortable, so he didn't speak again.

Finally, there was a weekend, and it was almost evening when Fu Ran finished her work. The high-intensity work every day almost made her breathless.

Standing in the top office of MR and looking down, people only thought that Ming Chengyou was standing at the top, but now it seems that Yuan is just too cold at a high place.

There was a knock on the door, and Fu Ran regained his thoughts.

Han Jun didn't come in, "President, let's go."

Even though Fu Ran asked him to call her by name, Han Jun still insisted on taking the address. Fu Ran pulled up the blinds. They have been working hard with Ming Chengyou so far. Although she took over the MR, she was still not as popular as Ming Chengyou.

"You go first, I have something to deal with today."

"it is good."

The moment Han Jun turned around, Fu Ran picked up the coat hanging on the back of the chair, took the car keys and strode out.

The white BMW car with smooth and beautiful lines slid out of the door of the security room. Fu Ran opened the window, which happened to be heading west. The speed of the car was getting faster and faster. The magnificent sunset was spreading like wildfire. The speed of the car, oncoming, seemed to rush out a path in the flames.The other end of the high-speed road is connected in the distance, and with a biting momentum, the dark red that was split in the middle and then divided into two brushed against the white car.

Fu Ran turned on the stereo, and seemed to think that the soothing music was not enough, so she changed to a passionate dance music.

Even so, it was still difficult to conceal the excitement in her heart, the excitement seemed to jump out of her heart, and she had to hold the steering wheel tightly so that the car would not deviate.

(End of this chapter)