Dyed

Ming Chengyou naturally didn't know Fu Ran's inner struggle, so he smiled back at her.

The two parties were at a stalemate, and finally Zhao Lan broke the deadlock, "Chengyou, are you going out shopping too?"

Ming Chengyou's brows gradually twitched, and he just looked at her coldly, without any intention of opening his mouth.

The disdain and hatred at the bottom of the pool spread to Jun's face, and Fu Ran couldn't hide her heartache. She pulled her hand away and gently curled her lips, "Auntie, are you here to buy new year's goods?"

"Well," Zhao Lan seemed accustomed to Ming Chengyou's indifference, "it's rare for Ming Zheng to come out with me."

"That's right," Ming Chengyou interjected at this moment, "Eat it in one go and become a fat man without fear of choking."

Ming Zheng looked away from Fu Ran's face, "Of course, I know best what kind of strength I have."

Zhao Lan reached out and grabbed Ming Zheng, signaling him not to argue with Ming Chengyou.

Her expression was full of hesitation, Ming Chengyou turned his eyes away, too lazy to look at the two.

Zhao Lan pinched the corners of her clothes nervously with both hands, "Chengyou, I know that our mother and son are sorry for you, and I don't want to say anything, I just hope you can tell me where your father is buried. I want to visit him during the Chinese New Year. I can guarantee that I only see him once a year, okay?"

Ming Chengyou lifted his chin and looked at him from above, with even more contempt in his eyes, "You? Why do you, and what identity do you plan to use to worship him?"

He did not speak up in the street to save face.

Zhao Lan is depressed every day, and it seems to be the reason for his weight loss. Fu Ranwei raised his chin and looked at Ming Chengyou. Ming Zheng's voice was annoyed, and he grabbed Zhao Lan's arm, "Mom, it's useless for you to ask him."

"Chengyou, just tell me!" Li Yunling wouldn't tell even if she was beaten to death. She could only place her hopes on Ming Chengyou on Ming Chengyou.

Ming Chengyou looked haughty, and there was a deep pain hidden in his eyes. If possible, how much he hoped that Ming Zheng and Zhao Lan would never appear in front of him again.

Ming Chengyou took Fu Ran's hand and walked forward. He walked so fast that Fu Ran had to follow closely. After walking about fifty meters, Fu Ran broke away, "What are you doing?"

Ming Zheng followed the two of them until Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou were submerged in the crowd.

The cold bottom of the pool was full of prey, and he turned to Zhao Lan and said, "Mom, why do you have to humble yourself in front of him?"

Zhao Lan muttered, not knowing how to answer, "Mingzheng...Chengyou, Chengyou is Li Yunling's son."

"So what if it's her son?" Ming Zheng couldn't help raising his voice, his voice implied a stern tone.

"We've always been shameless."

Mingzheng clenched his teeth, tensed his masseter muscles, and the fine golden streaks passing through the sky brightened Mingzheng's handsome and extraordinary face.

He squeezed the bag in his hand tightly, "Mom, you have always emphasized that Ming Chengyou and I are different, saying that I am an illegitimate child, so why did you insist on letting me go back to the Ming family?"

"Because you are also Yunfeng's son." Zhao Lan emphasized.

Ming Zheng smiled, with a slightly bitter mouth, "Since you know that I am also his son, it doesn't matter if you don't care about others."

Fu Ran walked forward with her head down, and Ming Chengyou followed her and grabbed her wrist, "It's impossible for me to tell her where my father is buried, Fu Ran, do you feel sorry for me because of this matter?" Are you overwhelmed?"

"I don't care about your family affairs," Fu Ran felt powerless, and she slowly stopped, "But, regardless of her identity, Cheng You, let's respect her as an elder, okay?"

Ming Chengyou's face was sullen, and the frost in his eyes finally melted slowly because of Fu Ran's word Chengyou.

He stretched out his hand to embrace Fu Ran, "If you spend a good day with me today, I promise you."

"I'm telling you to be serious." Zhao Lan's thin face and haggard expression repeatedly appeared in Fu Ran's mind. Ming Chengyou hugged her and walked forward, "How serious I am now, Bel is serious."

After shopping for a while, Ming Chengyou saw that Fu Ran was absent-minded. He took her to sit on the bench in the pedestrian street, and wrapped his fingers around her hair, "Still thinking about what happened just now?"

"Are you really having a hard time accepting Zhao Lan? But your father..."

Ming Chengyou opened his arms behind Fu Ran's back, "No but, she is a third party, and this cannot be changed."

"But... there may be reasons why they can't get married."

"Fu Ran," Ming Chengyou's eyes drooped, "but the facts are here and cannot be distorted."

Fu Ran opened her mouth, but could only be dumb, didn't she?

Whether true or false, those who are not protected by the law must bear the infamy of destroying other people's families.

Ming Chengyou raised his brows in displeasure, as if he was disgusted with this topic, Fu Ran was a little tired from walking and just had a rest, she lost her mind and pursed her lips tightly to rot this secret in her stomach.

His mind was so chaotic that every time he saw Ming Zheng, he would feel an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Her protection is based on hurting another human being.Fu Ran closed her eyes and lay back on her back.

The sun was soaking her face, she was thinking about something, and suddenly felt a softness on her lips, and the warm feeling rolled over and over on her lips.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and what she saw was the man's eyebrows that were carefully drawn.

He pried open her lips intending to go deeper, only then did Fu Ran realize that this was a busy street.

She stretched out her hand to push Ming Chengyou, straightened up and saw someone passing by covering the corner of her mouth, Fu Ran raised the back of her hand to wipe gently, and gave Ming Chengyou a hard look.

He smiled dismissively, his chest rose and fell powerfully, "I thought you closed your eyes to let me kiss you."

"opinionated."

The two of them were really wandering around, and it was after 11 o'clock that Fu Ran was dragged by Ming Chengyou to have lunch.

She thinks he's an idiot.

Sitting in the private room of the restaurant, Ming Chengyou asked Fu Ran to order food. She didn't feel hungry and ordered a few dishes casually. After the dishes were served, Ming Chengyou started peeling the shrimp wearing disposable gloves, "Fu Ran."

"Huh?" She took a sip of her hot drink and responded casually.

"What I asked you to think about, have you considered it?"

Fu Ran tightly circled her fingers holding the cup, "You said you wanted to be with me again."

Ming Chengyou handed the peeled shrimp to Fu Ran's bowl, "Yes."

She raised her eyes to look at him, "Okay."

The movement of Ming Chengyou's hands froze, and he raised his head in disbelief. Fu Ran felt the hesitation in his eyes.

She picked up a shrimp and put it in her mouth, "You also said that it's a relationship, it depends on whether you get along or not."

Ming Chengyou laughed, and his eyes became a little more serious, "I thought you wouldn't agree, or you'd have to hang on to me for more than half a year."

"There's nothing to worry about. There's a difference between nodding and shaking your head. It's not that difficult to make a choice."

Fu Ran pretended to be relaxed and fiddled with the rice grains in the bowl, and only she knew how difficult it was for her to take this step.

She asked herself after careful consideration, the road ahead was long and she couldn't predict it, but she chose to stick to it, so she didn't have any regrets or regrets.

Her temper is sudden, even if she falls and bleeds, she can only say one thing, well, blame herself.

Besides, Fu Ran sipped his drink, these were just the worst plans.