Dyed

Zhao Lan couldn't help tightening the hand holding Hanhan, and the child kicked his calf and began to cry.

Zhao Lan couldn't bear it, Li Yunling finally let go when she saw her, "This is just in case, if Hanhan is really Chengyou's flesh and blood, you will have time to love him, and I am also Hanhan's grandma, how can I not understand your feelings? "

Seeing this, Zhao Lan nodded, "Okay then, Xiaoran is going out now and probably won't be back for a while."

"I'll let Uncle Wang come to Yiyun Capital."

Zhao Lan hung up the phone.

Hanhan's face was flushed from crying, confinement wife came over with the bottle, Zhao Lan picked him up and walked to the sofa on the other side, she lightly pecked Hanhan's tender face, "Baby, don't blame grandma."

Zhao Lan thought to himself, definitely, Hanhan must be Ming Chengyou's child.

It was already past dinner time when Fu Ran returned to the capital of Evian. As soon as he entered the living room, he heard Hanhan's crying.

"Mom, what's wrong with Hanhan?"

"I, I don't know, maybe I didn't sleep well."

Fu Ran took over Hanhan from Zhao Lan, and Zhao Lan stood beside him. Originally, the paternity test didn't necessarily require a blood test, but Li Yunling insisted. Han Han started crying when he came back from the blood draw, perhaps because he was frightened .

Fu Ran patted Han Han on the back, "Han Han, be good, don't cry, don't cry."

Zhao Lan pinched the corner of her clothes nervously, for fear of being found out, Hanhan's crying was hoarse, and she felt uncomfortable after being pulled.Zhao Lan couldn't help regretting, Fu Ran turned around and saw Zhao Lan's appearance, "Mom, it's okay, it's normal for a child to cry, don't worry."

Zhao Lan sat back on the sofa, Fu Ran raised Hanhan's hand and put it to her mouth to kiss lightly, then tried her forehead with her hand and found that there was no heat, her eyes were sharp, and she almost saw the red spot on Hanhan's finger at a glance.

Fu Ran's slender fingers trembled, she realized something was wrong, and put Hanhan's hand in front of her eyes, only then was she sure that it was a red spot the size of a needle eye.

Fu Ran couldn't stop the soreness in her eyes. Seeing Hanhan's little face flushed from crying, she felt extremely uncomfortable.

Zhao Lan was also on pins and needles, Hanhan was fine when Fu Ran left the house, the only thing she could be sure of was that the needle was pierced after she left.

The confinement wife made milk powder and brought it over. After Fu Ran took it, she hugged Hanhan and sat opposite Zhao Lan.

"Young Mistress, the young master doesn't have a fever, does he?"

"Did you take Hanhan out today?"

Yuesao heard the words and looked up at Zhao Lan who was opposite.

Zhao Lan was stunned for a while, "I'll take him out for a while, and I'll go shopping and come back."

Fu Ran stuffed the bottle to Hanhan's mouth, but the child cried so much that he refused to take a sip of milk. She told Yuesao, "Go and cook some rice porridge."

Zhao Lan quickly stood up, "I'll go."

"Mom," Fu Ran called her in time, "you sit down."

Zhao Lan looked embarrassed, and the pestle did not move. Fu Ran's fingers stroked Hanhan's fingertips. Zhao Lan's eyes seemed to dodge. She heard Fu Ran sigh, and then the voice came to Zhao Lan's ears, "Mom, Hanhan Is it Chengyou's son?"

Zhao Lan was shocked. She didn't expect Fu Ran to speak directly. She looked at Fu Ran at a loss, and saw her lowered her head. It seemed that Zhao Lan had misheard what she just said.

"Xiao Ran?"

Fu Ran raised her head, her eyes would be fixed on Zhao Lan now, and she repeated what she just said, "Hanhan, is this Chengyou's child?"

Zhao Landong almost slammed his legs on the sofa.

"Xiaoran, I..."

Fu Ran looked away and fell on Hanhan's face, "Mom, no matter how noisy the family is, I always believe that you are the one I can trust. When I just gave birth, I had no one to take care of me. It was you who came to the hospital every time. , the comfort and thoughtfulness I failed to get from my mother are all given to me by you."

Zhao Lan covered her face with both hands, and said with no face, "Xiaoran, I'm sorry."

Fu Ran let Han Han stick to her chest, the child couldn't hold back her throat, tears were all over her face, and the tears that burst and then stopped abruptly made Fu Ran feel more self-blame and uncomfortable.

Yue Yue came over after cooking the porridge, and Fu Ran fed Han Han a few mouthfuls, patting and coaxing Han Han, and then Han Han slowly stopped crying, and fell asleep between Fu Ran's arms after eating something.

She put the baby in the crib and returned to the sofa. Zhao Lan buried her face in her hands and shrugged her shoulders lightly. She could vaguely hear intermittent crying.

Fu Ran sat back in her original position, with mixed feelings in her heart, and couldn't say anything for a moment.

"Xiaoran, it's all my mother's ignorance, I shouldn't doubt Hanhan." Zhao Lan raised her head, "I really don't know what else to say."

"Is that what Mom meant?"

Zhao Lan nodded, "She asked Hanhan and I to do a paternity test early in the morning. At first I disagreed, but then I saw you got into that car in Yiyun Capital. You said you were a friend, and I..."

Fu Ran looked out of the window, and the landscape lights in the garden made his heart feel confused, "Since this is the case, it's good to do it, at least Hanhan won't have to be suspected in the future."

"Xiaoran," Zhao Lan said, full of regret now, "the report will come out in two days, but I feel uncomfortable. I shouldn't take Hanhan to the hospital. Hanhan will know about it when he grows up. It will definitely blame me."

Fu Ran looked back, "Mom, you go back."

Zhao Lan was stunned, but he could also think of the intention of Fu Ran's words.

She should have thought that she would not be able to stay in Yiyun Capital.

Zhao Lan went upstairs overnight to pack her luggage, with the help of the servants at home. In fact, there were not many things. When she went downstairs, she saw Fu Ran sitting on the single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, facing the emerald green bushes, her white side The face was punched out with colorful streaks.

There were tears in Zhao Lan's eyes. She always felt sorry for Fu Ran, but when Fu Ran approached her, she pushed Fu Ran away by herself.

Hearing the footsteps, Fu Ran regained consciousness, and insisted on asking the driver to take Zhao Lan home in person.

Standing outside, Fu Ran saw the shadow of the car disappearing in her eyes.

Yue Yue walked to her side, "Young Mistress, why did Madam go back?"

Fu Ran withdrew her gaze, "She will be very tired in the middle." Fu Ran glanced at Yue Yue, and smiled lightly, "You don't understand."

I don't know how the Ming family took Hanhan to do a paternity test. Although the report has not been released yet, various rumors have spread.

Fu Ran put more thoughts on the capital of Evian. After Zhao Lan left, Han Han needed to take care of him, and Mr. Mr. encountered the crisis of stock price plummeting in the past two days. Ming Rong knocked on the door of the office, and after entering, he saw that Fu Ran was concentrating on it. Staring at the computer.

"Little dye."

Fu Ran hid her worry between her brows, "Second brother, it seems that someone is deliberately buying the stock price this time, look at this," Fu Ran pointed to the computer, "I'm afraid that Mr. R will face the danger of a collapse by then. .”

"I'm looking for you because of this," Ming Rong said with a sad face, "Xiao Ran, the company doesn't have enough liquid funds in its current accounts, and there are not a few people who want to take the opportunity to bring Mr. Mr down."

Fu Ran didn't show anything on his face, but he was worried in his heart.