Dyed

Fu Ran held the documents in front of her body, and she glanced at Ming Chengyou.

"Wait." Seeing that she was about to leave, Ming Chengyou called out to her.

Fu Ran paused, "Is there anything I can tell you?"

Ming Chengyou stood up, picked up a document bag on the table and handed it to her, "This is a benefit from the company, a seven-day trip to the Maldives."

"I don't need it." Fu Ran's face was calm and he didn't see the slightest joy. "I'm going to stay at home during the Chinese New Year and not go anywhere. You should reward others. Giving it to me is a waste."

"I'll go with you."

It's even more impossible for her to accept it.

Fu Ran pushed Kaiming Chengyou's hand, "I really don't want to go out, I just want to stay at home and rest."

He didn't force it, "I'll go to the mall with you later, and buy you some things you need for the New Year."

"No, I can buy it myself."

She walked over his side, Ming Chengyou reached out and clasped her arm, "Are you angry?"

"Like it?" Fu Ran raised her head and stared at him.

Ming Chengyou had a half-smile, but after thinking about it, he said, "Like."

"I have nothing to be angry about."

Ming Chengyou stopped in front of her, "It's just that he missed his birthday."

"It's just because of his half-brother relationship with you. After all, you are still brothers."

Ming Chengyou's smile faded away, "Without his killing that day, I don't need to press him for everything. Why should I take him into account when he doesn't give me a chance?"

In the final analysis, today's situation cannot be said to be unilaterally at fault.

Fu Ran didn't want to participate, and didn't want to be involved, so she strode out of the office with a folder.

Lin Lin and the others were waiting for her downstairs, and when they saw Fu Ran rushing over to hug her together, this kindness was hard to get rid of for a while, Fu Ran was a little confused, "What are you doing?"

"Mr is indeed a big company whose benefits are so good that it makes people scream, Xiaoran, thanks to your insightful eyes, my mortgage and car loan can be saved..."

Fu Ran smiled and pushed away a few people, "What should I do, since this is the case, I have to work more seriously next year."

"Cut," the drawn-out tone was full of laughter, "Xiaoran will really spoil the fun, the boss looks like a fool."

After the group returned to the studio, they packed up their things and left work less than three o'clock, officially taking their annual leave.

There was still time before buying new year's goods. After leaving the studio, Fu Ran went home, stayed in the room, listened to music and watched TV for a while, and went downstairs before dinner.

Fan Xian in a decent suit was fiddling with tableware at the dining table. Fu Songting put down the newspaper in his hand, and Fu Ran also stepped forward, "Mom, I'll help you."

"Everyone sit down." Fan Xian asked Chen Ma to start serving the dishes.

The weather outside the window is bleak and cold, but inside the window is joyful.

Fu Ran poured Fu Songting half a glass of white wine. The weather turned cold, and he had a habit of drinking half a glass at night.

"Xiaoran, why don't you have some too?"

"I don't know how to drink." Fu Ran quickly waved her hands.

"It's okay to drink some wine." Fu Songting was in a good mood, "Mother Chen, bring me a glass."

"How can a girl's family drink?" Fan Xian stopped her, "Be yourself, there are dinners every three days, we Xiaoran can't drink."

"Mom, it's okay." Fu Ran took the cup handed by Chen Ma, "I shouldn't get drunk if I drink a little."

Regardless of Fan Xian's expression, Fu Songting stood up and was pouring wine for Fu Ran. His hands were measured, at most half-fingered, "Xiaoran just follows my temperament. If I want to keep her by my side, I will definitely treat her as a boy." keep."

Fan Xian felt sore when she heard this, "Look at you, you talk too much when you drink too much."

Fu Songting took a sip of his wine, "Didn't you say that Ruirui is coming back for the New Year, when will she be?"

"It's just a couple of days," Fan Xian added vegetables to Fu Ran's bowl, "Drink less alcohol and eat more vegetables."

"Mom, I know."

Fu Songting didn't speak for a while, Fan Xian mentioned the content of the phone call with You Yingrui just today, "Ruirui still hopes to come to our house for the New Year."

"Humph."

Before Fu Ran raised his head, Fu Songting snorted coldly, "Do you want to make the house dirty again? What was the last birthday party like, and those friends she made?"

Fan Xian was also thinking about this, "That's why I didn't promise her at the time."

"Isn't You's home her home? What does it look like to come here for the New Year after returning to China?" Fu Songting became more and more angry, "You still have problems with teaching, and you can talk about it if she comes home again. What did she do abroad, do you really think that no one else knows?"

Fan Xian was also angry, "What can I say? She's not my daughter now, how can I control her?"

"Mom and Dad, stop arguing, everyone chooses the path they want to take."

Fu Songting's lingering anger still persisted. He usually opened his eyes and closed his eyes with the same mentality as Fan Xian. After all, You Yingrui returned to You's house, so how could they care? "Anyway, I have lived at home for more than [-] years, but all the rules that should have been left behind. Look at the things she buys every time she comes back, and the house where the You family lives..."

It's hard for Fu Songting to say the following words, everyone's thoughts coincide with each other, if it's not depraved, where does such a luxury come from?

After all, they still knew how much You Yingrui weighed, and if she went abroad to make a name for herself, no one would believe it.

At first, when You Yingrui returned to You's house, Fan Xian was the most reluctant. She would often secretly give her some money and take care of her food and clothing as much as possible, for fear that she would not be able to bear the gap.

Well now...

This topic made Fan Xian feel uncomfortable as if her chest was stuffed up. Her eyes fell on Fu Ran who was sitting beside him silently and sipping food. The more she looked at her, the happier she felt. Her daughter could always give her proper comfort.

Never verbally insult others, and never engage in it with overzealousness.

Fan Xian sandwiched a meatball for her, "Xiaoran, how are you and Chengyou?"

She put the meatball into her mouth and suddenly heard Fan Xian's question, she swallowed in panic, "Mom?"

Fortunately, the meatball was not big, it just slid down the mouth of the throat after spinning around, and the throat was so painful, Fu Ran blushed and said, "You don't take his words seriously, do you?"

"I think what he said is true."

Fu Songting drank and didn't speak.

Fu Ran picked up the cup, took a sip of baijiu and scalded her stomach, making her more energetic, "Mom..."

"Mom can see that you two have this heart for each other."

Fu Ran was surprised, when did she express that she had such an idea?She didn't even know it herself.

"After Chengyou came back, you are completely different. You are in good spirits. In fact, there is nothing serious between you. The things of the previous generation shouldn't bother you. You will be 27 in a few days. You were engaged back then. It's also fate, if it goes smoothly, I might even hug my grandson."