fake love

Chapter 407 The news of the death is revealed (3)
Attached is an enlarged photo, and Ming Chengyou's name is clearly visible on the tombstone.

This secret, which had been hidden for nearly half a year, was revealed with overwhelming momentum.

Li Yunling couldn't help being sad. Fu Ran meant that she refused to admit it. After all, as long as no one came forward to say something accurate about this kind of thing, the rumor would always be just speculation.

After Li Zeqin found out what had happened, he rushed to Ming's house.

"Sister, you might as well admit it. Isn't Fu Ran afraid of affecting her foothold in MR now by hiding it? What do you insist on, the company is in her hands, maybe you won't have Hanhan's share in the future, besides Even the tombstone was photographed about Cheng You, she clapped her hands and said don't worry about those media, but with the identity of the Ming family, can you escape?"

Li Yunling took the towel handed over by Housekeeper Xiao, wiped the corners of her eyes and handed it back, "I also know that at first I said I should hide it for the good of MR, but it's been so long now, and I'm also worried about Fu Ran's head What the hell are you thinking?"

"Sister, there is no one of my own in MR, can you rest assured?"

"What else?" Li Yunling frowned, "Do you have any better ideas?"

"I want Chenzi to join the board of directors."

Li Yunling's eyes narrowed slightly, "You should understand in your heart that Zi Chen doesn't have the qualifications yet."

"I've been thinking of an idea recently. As long as I can afford the price, am I afraid that I won't be able to get a small amount of equity?"

Li Yunling did not speak. After Ming Chengyou died of illness, MR undoubtedly became a piece of fat. Everyone wanted to come over and share a piece of it. Those who were close to each other would naturally be easier to do so. The only thing she insisted on was to guard MR for Ming Chengyou, because that would only be possible. It was reserved for Hanhan.

For a while, the pressure of public opinion was almost overwhelmed. The paparazzi can really be described as all-pervasive. Afterwards, many reporters rushed to Qingshan to find out. Although they were all rejected by the guards of the cemetery, Ming Chengyou died of illness. One thing has become a fact in the eyes of outsiders.

Zhao Lan went to the capital of Yiyun with big bags and small bags. She was fine at home, so she could only knit some children's clothes. Recently, the news of Ming Chengyou's death was spread, and her heart was inevitably sad again. Sometimes she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, and her thoughts It's all on Hanhan, I hope the child will be smooth sailing.

After finishing dinner, Fu Ran was changing shoes at the entrance, "Mom?"

"Xiaoran is back."

Fu Ran put the bag in her hand on the sofa, "Isn't there a servant at home?"

"I see that you've been busy with work recently, so I made chicken soup for you, so hurry up and drink it."

"Where's Hanhan?"

"Let the confinement sister-in-law take the baby room to sleep, this child is getting more and more naughty, and I will definitely not be able to control the toddler in the future." Zhao Lan had doting eyes, and brought the chicken soup to Fu Ran.

"Thank you mom."

"Isn't it hard to take Hanhan alone?" Zhao Lan got up and took out a jar from the refrigerator, "This is the canned Flammulina velutipes that Mom made herself, try it, I heard from the servant that you sometimes don't eat breakfast, what can I do? "

Fu Ran took two sips of soup, "Mom, this chicken soup is delicious."

"I'll add some red dates to invigorate Qi and blood."

Fu Ran paused for a while while picking up the spoon, no wonder the taste was so familiar. In the past, Fan Xian would stew chicken soup like this from time to time, saying that it was good for women to drink it.

Seeing that her face was gloomy, Zhao Lan stretched out her hand to hold Fu Ran's wrist, "You are too busy to take care of yourself. I will often come over to cook for you in the future, and I can also take care of your children by the way."

What Fan Xian couldn't do anymore, Zhao Lan hoped that she could make up for it as much as possible.

A champagne-colored car parked at the gate of Qiankun.

Mingzheng glanced, his eyes darkened, and he planned to drive over.

Seeing his car approaching, Li Yunling got off quickly.

She stopped in front of her, "Ming Zheng."

Ming Zheng lowered the car window slowly, "Is there something wrong?"

"Let's find a place to talk," Li Yunling dropped her palm to his car window, "I know you don't want to see me, but just give me 10 minutes."

There is a bustling commercial street around Qiankun. The waiter brought two cups of hot coffee. Mingzheng raised his legs and leaned back his upper body, "Let's talk."

The man's mobile phone was on the table, and he seemed to be checking the time.

Seeing this, Li Yunling couldn't hide her disappointment.

"Ming Zheng." Li Yunling took a sip of coffee, and made it clear to him in the future.

The man drank his coffee, his movements stopped and his eyelids raised, as if in disbelief, "What did you say?"

"Mom is all for your own good."

Mingzheng dropped the coffee cup on the table with a funny face, "You asked me to deal with MR, what are you thinking?"

"It's not about dealing with it. There are a lot of people out there coveting MR. Mom hopes you can help me."

"Since it's a gang, why did you say that?" Ming Zheng's sarcasm was obvious.

"Do you think that Fu Ran will help the Ming family sincerely? Mom can only trust you and Mingrong now. You are my own son, so I will give priority to you in everything." Li Yunling didn't defend against Mingrong, but After all, it was adopted.

"Actually, I understand you," Ming Zheng put down his raised legs, "Just like you did to Ming Chengyou before, you believed that I was not your own, so you were always on guard against suppression, and now you want to use the same method to deal with Fu Ran, priority Consider me, and you have to ask me if I'm rare."

"Ming Zheng?" Li Yunling yelled feebly, the rift between her and him was hard to get rid of until now, "If you want, Mom will help you with whatever you need."

"I'm not interested in MR." Ming Zheng said coldly.

"He is also Chengyou's painstaking effort, don't you have the heart?"

"Don't come to me again under the guise of someone else." Ming Zheng took out two big red bills from his wallet, pulled away the chair and got up, "The business of your Ming family has nothing to do with me."

"Don't forget, your surname is Ming too!"

Li Yunling shouted towards his back.

Several black cars were parked in the parking lot on a certain floor, the driver went down and opened the door, Fu Ran put away the laptop, and with her right leg, a well-ironed and capable suit appeared in front of everyone with her simple movements , her long hair was simply coiled up, and the pearl earrings made her pair of earlobes more round.

Han Jun, who got off from another car, followed Fu Ran with several other people. She raised her head slightly and looked up at the building towering into the clouds.

(End of this chapter)