Dyed

The cute mushroom head is swaying from side to side: I am chatting with my brother-in-law, he wants to go to your birthday party.

Fu Ran raised her eyes: They are all friends of her own family, I don't want to invite other people.

The door of the room was pushed open, Fan Xian tapped on the door a few times, "Xiao Ran."

Fu Ran quickly replied to Youyou: Wait a moment, I have something to do.

"mom."

Fan Xian came in with a gift box in her hand, and she sat on the edge of Fu Ran's bed with a slightly unnatural expression, "Xiao Ran, Mom wants to discuss something with you."

Fu Ran looked away from the computer screen, and her heart sank, "What's the matter?"

"Ruirui called and said that she would go back to Ying'an City in the next two days. She wanted to hold a birthday party and take the opportunity to meet some friends she hadn't seen for a long time. The place at home is too small, so she said she wanted to have a lively event with you," Fan Xian put the gift box in her hand Pass it to Fu Ran, "This is a gift she prepared for you."

Having said that, Fu Ran raised her heavy arm to take the gift box, "Thank her for me."

"Xiao Ran, it's actually quite good to do it together, and we can make more friends." Fan Xian spoke with a cautious tone, and she was also in a dilemma. She couldn't refuse You Yingrui and was afraid that Fu Ran would get angry.

"Mmm." Fu Ran put the gift beside her.

"You invite more friends, as long as you like it, Mom has no objection."

Fu Ran recalled what Fan Xian said when she first came to Fu’s house. If you can’t get in touch with your former friends, then don’t touch them. Many bad habits are brought out by others. You will have a new life circle in the future, and the upper class circle is the daughter of the Fu family. It's time to get in touch.

Fan Xian walked out of the room and closed the door behind her.

Youyou posted a series of emoticons, and QQ issued a beeping beep: Sister, why did you go?

Fu Ran returned an expression, said a few words to Youyou, and then turned off QQ and went offline.

On the birthday, Song Zhi and Qin Mumu went to Fu's house after dinner.

The three of them sat in Fu Ran's room, Song Zhi looked around, "That's enough for capitalism."

"Stop coming." Fu Ran took out the fruit, "Eat it."

Qin Mumu picked out some longan for Song Zhi, "Your favorite."

Song Zhi waved his hands, "Don't eat."

"Why? Have you changed your gender?"

Song Zhi was full of smiles, and softness flowed in his eyes unconsciously, "I want to announce a big event."

"What?" Qin Mumu reached out to hug her, but Song Zhi hurriedly avoided, "I'm going to be a mother."

"Wow!"

"Hush," Song Zhi pressed his palm on his lower abdomen, "Is there any need to make a fuss?"

You Yingrui came to Fu's house to talk to Fan Xian first, and then followed Fan Xian to Fu Ran's room.

"Little dye."

You Yingrui's hair was permed into big chestnut waves, and she wore a long wrap skirt to cover up the lack of knees. The makeup was just right. After a long time no see, she added her own style and leaned at the door to greet Fu Ran.

The banquet started early, Song Zhi and Qin Mumu were dressed in ordinary, ordinary clothes, Fu Ran changed into a custom-made dress and sat in front of the vanity mirror, Qin Mumu picked out a pair of diamond earrings for her, "It looks good with this .”

You Yingrui also changed into her dress, a black tube top design, she knocked on the door of Fu Ran's room, "Xiao Ran, are you ready?"

Qin Mumu helped Fu Ran put up her hair, and Fu Ran looked at You Yingrui standing at the door through the vanity mirror, "I have to wait, you go down first."

"it is good."

Song Zhi looked at the door, "She really hates her, she wants to join in the fun after her birthday."

"Pregnant women don't get angry." Qin Mumu smiled and pouted at her.

Song Zhi held his stomach subconsciously, "I'll go out and have a look, it must be very lively tonight."

Song Zhi walked out of the room and came to the stairs. He saw people of all kinds standing in the hall. There were two people standing at the corner from the second floor to the ground floor. They couldn't see clearly because of the obstructed view.

One Song Zhi could recognize by looking at the clothes was You Yingrui.

The other was wearing a light orange floor-length gown with a white handbag, "They'll be here right away, just wait and see."

"Xu Ting, don't break up like last time, we are the guests after all."

"Ruirui, what are you afraid of? Don't worry, I won't do anything, I just want to embarrass her face," while talking, Wang Xuting pointed to the hall, "Look, here we come."

Song Zhi quietly walked down two steps, leaning over to see the situation in the hall.

Two women came together, and one of them was wearing the same dress as Fu Ran. The other was dark-skinned and obviously not used to wearing this kind of clothes. He kept swaying from side to side while stepping on high heels, and had to be supported by people around him to walk properly.

"Look, does it look like a gorilla? I'm dying of laughter." Wang Xuting covered the corner of her mouth.

"she is not……"

"She is the ugliest in our high school. I asked her to attend your birthday party a few days ago. She was so happy that I was an idiot. I even gave her this dress and she praised me. It's a pity. The clothes on her body look like a torn sack. But it is more than enough to match Fu Ran's red flower." Wang Xuting gloated and smiled meanly.

Song Zhi couldn't see You Yingrui's expression clearly, but heard her say calmly, "Xu Ting, I don't want to cause trouble, so it's rare to come back to have fun."

Song Zhi raised his foot and slowly withdrew to Fu Ran's room.

Qin Mumu had just finished putting on makeup for Fu Ran, and the slim dress showed off Fu Ran's excellent temperament and figure. Song Zhi covered the door of the room with an indignant expression on his face.

"Zhizhi, where have you been?"

She walked over and told the two of them what she heard and saw just now, "I'm so mad, isn't this bullying?"

Fu Ran looked at herself dressed up in the vanity mirror, and someone could not wait to take away her princess dream.

Fan Xian greeted the guests in the hall, and when she saw Fu Ran, she hurried forward, "Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

A few people on the other side came out of the bathroom laughing. Fan Xian followed Fu Ran's gaze. Seeing Wang Xuting's puzzled face and the dress on the female companion next to her, Fan Xian turned cold instantly, "This Wang Xuting What happened to Ting?!"

Song Zhi wished he could go up and fight.

Wang Xuting and a few people met Fan Xian face to face, so they had to come over to say hello, "Auntie."

Fan Xian's eyes fell on the dress, "Excuse me, where did you buy your dress?"

"Oh," the black and fat companion showed a simple and honest smile, Wang Xuting couldn't help but wink at her, "This is what Xu Ting gave me, isn't it pretty? I heard it's quite expensive!"

Pig brains!

Wang Xuting cursed in her heart.

"It is said that this dress is quite expensive." Fan Xian showed no abnormality on his face, "You guys have fun."

She took Fu Ran's hand and walked into the hall, "It doesn't look good in these clothes, and your dad will have to introduce someone to you later."

"Xu Ting, thank you for giving me such beautiful clothes."

Wang Xuting's face was blue and white, but she calmed down a little when she looked at Fu Ran's clothes, and saw how she would go out to meet people like this.

Fan Xian thought about going to the closet to find a decent dress for Fu Ran to change into. A waiter dressed in a luxury store walked in outside the door, and someone greeted her to Fan Xian. "Mrs. Fu, she wants to find Miss Fu."

The waiter held a huge gift box in his hand.

You Yingrui came from the second floor, and Wang Xuting stepped forward to hold her arm, "Look, she doesn't even dare to wear a dress anymore."

After Fu Ran signed and took the gift box, Fan Xian unwrapped the ribbon, "How could someone send something without leaving their name for no reason?"

"I do not know either."

Fan Xian opened the gift box, and the scene in front of him made him speechless, "This dress was designed and made by Parisian fashion guru David himself. It is the only one that was published in a magazine. Who would sell it so generously?"

The detailed size is marked on the side, which is Fu Ran's number.