Dyed

Fu Ran raised her head, her eyes were piercing and sharp.

"You've been arguing here for a long time, just wanting to say that we took the Li family's money. I admit that the Li family did send a lawyer to negotiate. Let me ask again, if the Li family really has a clear conscience, why should they take out 200 million?"

"Is it because people with a lot of money have no place to show kindness? If you want to say that the Li family wants to spend money to buy peace, you don't have to. This matter doesn't make sense anywhere."

Fu Ran pointed to one of the TV stations, "You are a social fax reporter, I would like to ask, you should report a lot of news about car accidents every day, right? Have you ever seen someone bring money to the home of the injured, begging the other party? Don't make it public?"

After a clear analysis, many reasons are naturally untenable.

But what the media cares about is not the so-called truth.

"Then how do you explain the 200 million that You's family accepted?"

"Where did you hear that the money belongs to the Li family?" Fu Ran asked back.

"With the situation of You's family, it may be very difficult to get this money..." The reporter put it mildly.

"No," Fu Ran directly denied, "it's impossible to get it out."

She took out an item from the folder, Fu Ran's voice was a little dark, with full sincerity, "You You can pass this test, the most grateful thing is the current president of Qian Kun, Ming Zheng."

"what?"

"This matter has something to do with Qiankun?"

Fu Ran took out a copy, "This is Cun Kun's external love account. Every year, Ming always asks the financial department to allocate a sum of money for charity activities."

Fu Ran pointed to the remittance records two years ago, "You can see the time, the account number and the amount remitted, 200 million, it was funded to You You by Qian Kun after reading the report, I still say the same thing, we never Take a penny from the Li family!"

Everyone suddenly realized, and some people questioned, "Is this news accurate?"

"If you don't believe me, you can check it out. This account will allocate funds to the Red Cross Foundation every year. There are also individuals like You You. Today, if things don't get so messed up, I will follow Mr. Ming's instructions." We agreed not to make this matter public."

"The night of Youyou's accident was the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, and it was very dark. She vaguely saw a dark figure pouring kerosene on her. Everyone would be afraid of the scene at that time. The pain made her almost pass out. There was no time to look at the other person's face. And Youyou When Yuyou was receiving treatment in the intensive care unit and was unconscious, the Li family had arranged for a lawyer to come over to negotiate. Let me ask, who would have thought of another truth in such a situation? I would like to ask, since the Li family really has a clear conscience, why let We don't want to appeal?"

Fu Ran didn't mention the rape of Youyou, so she could only throw the question back. If the Li family doesn't want to get into trouble again, they should find a way to calm it down.

On the information issued by Fu Ran, there is not only the external account of Cun Kun, but also Ming Zheng's autograph and seal.

Of course it won't be fake.

After Fu Ran finished speaking, his mouth was dry, and the reporter's question was obviously no longer offensive.

Most of them were concerned about Youyou's recovery. Seeing that something was wrong, the rioters had to calm down temporarily and leave in despair.

Downstairs, in the black luxury car, the man raised his wrist to check the time, "It's almost there, go up."

Luo Wenying and he took out the gifts they had prepared and went down the corridor to Youyou's house. Fu Ran heard the doorbell and got up to open the door.

"President Ming?" The voice was full of surprise.

Ming Zheng almost laughed out loud, it's a pity that this woman is not an actress.

"Come on, please sit in the room."

When Ming Zheng and Luo Wenying entered the living room, they had to pretend to be surprised when they saw the reporters that filled most of the room.

Naturally, the heroes are treated differently when they appear on the stage, and all the attention from the You family is shifted to Ming Zheng.

Luo Wenying walked over to give the gift to You You, "Open it and have a look."

"Thank you."

Fu Ran helped Youyou unwrap the gift. It was a beautiful crystal ball with white foam snowflakes inside. After pressing the switch, you could see the scene of snowing, "Sister, it's really snowing!"

The president of Cun Kun came to visit with a low profile, and brought a beautiful dream to the disfigured girl. This image should be as tall as it is, and this love should be as touching as it is touching.

Coupled with Mingzheng's outstanding looks and his care for Youyou in words, this image will definitely be magnified once it is spread.

Li Yunling watched the news on TV, couldn't help throwing out a cup of tea.

"President Qiankun? Hmph, let's not talk about being a good person with our Ming family's money, and the TV on his face, Chengyou, look at it, if the original will hadn't been tampered with by these two people, who would believe it? "

Ming Chengyou sat on the Italian leather sofa facing east, hiding his emotions well.

He listened to the compliments to Mingzheng on TV, Fu Ran's counterattack not only made the media point the finger at the Li family again, but also made a living advertisement for Cun Kun with two birds with one stone.

Li Yunling's breath was unsteady, and her left hand, which was painted with light purple nail polish, patted the sofa cushion heavily, "Chengyou, do you want to let them continue to be arrogant?"

"Mom, I've advised you to stop with Youyou."

Ming Chengyou stood up impatiently, and passed in front of the TV, his long and narrow peach eyes were full of gloom.

The reporters didn't leave until the afternoon. In the evening, Fu Ran went shopping with her aunt, and she was busy until nearly 8 o'clock before preparing a table full of dishes.

Uncle brought out wine to entertain Mingzheng and Luo Wenying, and it was rare for Youyou to be willing to eat with so many people.

Uncles and aunts expressed their gratitude to Mingzheng, and Fu Ran sent Mingzheng and Luo Wenying out of the community after dinner, "I told you, you will definitely make money from this business."

"I didn't expect you to use this method. That's right. Real evidence is better than gossip. No matter how popular the Li family can be, it won't be able to create a big storm with just a word of mouth."

Fu Ran clasped his arms around his chest, this action can drive away the coldness.

"Actually, I'm not sure at all today, and I'm even more afraid that I will say the wrong thing and make the whole thing even more rigid. I sent you a text message to ask you to come here, but I don't want to give those reporters any more time to think. Your appearance just confirmed the 200 million Now, I can get over my worries."

Ming Zheng's cold eyes smiled, "Look, they are still using me."

"No, it's just mutual benefit."

Luo Wenying raised her head, and couldn't help looking at Fu Ran curiously. She was different from what she remembered. In the past, when meeting at family activities, Fu Ran seldom spoke. She would never confront reporters like today.

Fu Ran sent the two to the car, watched them drive away, and then returned to the downstairs of the community.

Her red Audi car was leaning against the side of the road. Fu Ran buried her head in her thoughts, hoping that she would not see any reports that would hurt Youyou when she woke up tomorrow. She walked forward and took out the car keys from her satchel.

A hazy figure blinked, and Fu Ran's raised footsteps stopped in place.

The street lamp sprinkled behind the man, making his entire face submerged in endless darkness.

Even so, Fu Ran could still recognize this person who had been in harmony with her at a glance.

The two looked at each other from a distance, Fu Ran didn't expect to meet him here.

As she walked over, Ming Chengyou leaned over, his legs leaning lazily on the red hood, his legs crossed back and forth at the ankles.

Fu Ran noticed that his car was parked close behind the Audi, she pretended not to see it, and walked to the door with difficulty.

But the palms of his hands were sweating nervously, and Fu Ran reached out to open the car door.

"Stained?" The man suddenly called out, his graceful profile turned towards Fu Ran's direction, his eyes fixed on her, and the memory of the word 'stained' went deep into his bones.

Except for this man, no one has ever called her having an affair in such a seductive tone.