Dyed

Ding——the elevator door opened, and Fu Ran walked past him.

There is a lobby on the ground floor of the office building, which is extremely empty, and the shining marble can reflect the silhouettes of people passing by in a hurry.

Fu Ran opened the door and went out, and a black car left quickly in his eyes, and the license plate number seemed to be Ming Zheng's.

Ming Chengyou raised his head and narrowed the corners of his eyes.

"Where are you going to eat?" He spoke in a cheerful tone, confident that he had a lot of chances of winning.

Fu Ran kicked the stone beside her feet, "I promise my mother will go home for dinner."

"Okay then, I'll go with you."

Fu Ran stepped on her toes, hesitated for a moment, "Let's go eat hot pot."

The biggest difference between Ming Zheng and Ming Chengyou probably lies in this.

Fu Ran thought of Mingzheng's status as an illegitimate child for more than [-] years, and then looked at the outstanding man next to him who was at the top of everything, and she suddenly felt pain in her heart, both for Mingzheng and Ming Chengyou.

Walking into a hot pot restaurant, not only is the fragrance overflowing, it makes your index finger move, but also the heat that hits your face blows away the coldness and chill of early winter.

Fu Ran felt warm all over her body, she and Ming Chengyou went in to find a good seat, and the soup base of the mandarin duck pot was served first.

When it was boiling, Fu Ran put in all the tribute balls, mutton, and vegetables.

A full pot, Japanese tofu and lettuce can be eaten right after the pot.

Fu Ran first called Fan Xian and told her that she would not go back to eat at night. Ming Chengyou laughed as she watched her feasting, "Is it so delicious?"

"I'm really starving." Fu Ran took a sip of her drink, and put a chopstick into a bowl of cabbage that had been scalded red in the hot pot. "I like spicy cabbage."

Ming Chengyou nodded, "I know."

Fu Ran remembered that she seemed to have said such things to Ming Chengyou two years ago.

Kuang Zi happened to see Ming Chengyou and Fu Ran sitting by the window when he passed by. He got off the car and walked into the hot pot restaurant. Fu Ran lost his appetite immediately when he heard the greeting from a distance, and he didn't bother to raise his head.

"I said why I can't find you everywhere, so you are here." Kuang Zi opened the chair next to Ming Chengyou with one hand, and looked around from side to side, "Tsk tsk, this is not like your taste, from a small place." What's delicious?"

Ming Chengyou pushed away his hand on his shoulder, "I have something to say."

Fu Ran raised her head, her eyes met Kuang Zi unexpectedly.

"The ex-sister-in-law is here too, I thought it was someone from a distance," Kuang Ziyu said with slight disdain, "I have reserved two tables in Liyuan, how about going over to join in the fun?"

Ming Chengyou looked at Fu Ran, as if asking for her opinion.

"I'm almost full." Fu Ran took out two tribute balls with a spoon and put them in a bowl. Seeing that Ming Chengyou didn't eat much, "Go, don't force yourself if you don't like hot pot."

"Ex-sister-in-law, what you said is wrong, so you don't give me face?"

Ming Chengyou's face turned cold, Kuang Zi didn't seem to realize it, "Third Young Master and I wore a pair of trousers until we grew up, and I was by his side two years ago, and I couldn't even take a step away from him until now. ?"

Fu Ran bit a tribute ball in her mouth, she chewed silently, and looked directly at Kuangzi after putting down her chopsticks.

The food I swallowed was like a stick in my throat, "Don't hold on to the fact that I left at the beginning, I have my own choice and I don't need to explain it to you, and I have no intention of provoking you, so I don't need to treat me like an enemy. And you..."

Fu Ran's eyes fell on Ming Chengyou, "I don't think I need to consider the matter of restarting, and I don't want to be involved in your circle again. You don't have to accommodate me, after all, places like Liyuan are what you should go to."

Fu Ran picked up the chopsticks again, his tone of voice was a little anxious just now, and the hand holding the chopsticks was shaking.

His eyes were also hazy from the steam from the hot pot, and Kuang Zi wanted to speak with a sullen face.

"Quangzi!" Ming Chengyou interrupted him coldly, "It's none of your business here, go."

Kuang Zi opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "I think you are really confused, you still want such a woman, you don't want to think about who has accompanied you for two years..."

"Shut up!" Ming Chengyou picked up the wine glass and threw it heavily on the table, losing control of his emotions, and managed to control it with difficulty, "If you still want to be a brother, leave now, this is my own business, don't worry about it."

Kuang Zi's usual playful look faded away, and his face was full of gloom. Fu Ran looked at him with indifferent calmness in his eyes, neither anxious nor irritable, nor angry, and could not shake her in the slightest.

Kuang Zi got up reluctantly, "Okay, okay," he said a few good words, "I want to see if you have to fall on this woman."

He turned around and strode away, the wine glass thrown by Ming Chengyou fell to the ground, and there were whispers at the neighboring table.

The waiter came over and changed the tableware for him again, Fu Ran remained silent, filling his stomach by himself.

There was a smell of smoke coming from the opposite side, but Fu Ran didn't raise her head, her stomach was half full, Ming Chengyou put the chopsticks for her food into her bowl, Fu Ran pushed the bowl away, "I'm full."

He sucked on his cigarette, and stretched out his right hand holding the cigarette from the edge of the table, "You didn't eat much."

"Maybe it's because I've been hungry for a long time and I can't eat much." Fu Ran saw that the waiter was bending over to clean up the smashed wine glasses.

"If it's the case, don't worry about it."

Fu Ran put the bag on her lap, "Actually, what he said is not unreasonable, I hope you can think it over."

"I know what I'm doing," Ming Chengyou held her hand, "Stop talking about accommodating, I want to be with you, that's why I am accommodating you, I am willing."

Sometimes, accommodating is not a kind of happiness.

It was hard to tell the truth from what he said, but at least according to Fu Ran's state of mind at this time, he might not be able to think of anything other than moving his face.

Ming Chengyou stubbed out the cigarette, "Are you really full?"

Fu Ran looked at the hot pot that had hardly been touched, and Ming Chengyou picked up her favorite dish and handed it to her bowl, "Eat some more when you're full, just keep me company."

He just started to take the first bite. Seeing that he was eating in a hurry, Fu Ran couldn't help but soften his heart, "Eat slowly, I'm not full yet."

After dinner, Ming Chengyou sent Fu Ran home. In fact, she also drove herself. The so-called sending off meant following her to watch her go back to Fu's house.

Ming Chengyou opened the car window, parked the car not far from Fu's house, turned off the engine, took out a cigarette and lit it.

On the night he left two years ago, he witnessed the intimacy between Fu Ran and Ming Zheng in this place. Ming Chengyou took a sip of his cigarette, but he only took one puff, but then extinguished it fiercely.

It stands to reason that he can no longer smoke.

The smoke from his mouth has not dissipated, framing his handsome and handsome face.

Fu Ran walked into the living room, but unexpectedly did not see Fu Songting and Fan Xian. Thinking about the time, it might not be too late, and she might have gone to the dinner party again.

She went back to the room to take a shower, wanted to use the computer, and the most popular romantic movie was played on the screen. The plot was unexpectedly attractive. Fu Ran was holding the water glass, but after about ten minutes, she lost her mind.

Rubbing her thumb, she thought of the engagement ring that Ming Chengyou put on her.

Fu Ran opened the drawer, and she stuffed a velvet box in the corner, and she couldn't get it out without searching carefully. Inside was the other of a pair of rings.

The brilliance of platinum is still dazzling after two years. Fu Ran put it back on her ring finger, just right, the same match as before.