Dyed

Chapter 444 Passion needs to be discovered by oneself

Ming Rong couldn't hold back his temper, and grabbed her bag, "Is it so difficult to tell me the truth?"

The contents of the bag fell to the ground due to the opening of the zipper, Ming Rong picked up a jade pendant with sharp eyes, "What is this?"

"Butler Xiao gave it to me."

"Housekeeper Xiao?" Ming Rong frowned.Displeasure was evident on his face, "Rongrong, how many things are you hiding from me?"

"It's really not. Butler Xiao insisted on giving it to me, saying it was a gift for the child."

Ming Rong's palm holding Yu suddenly tightened, and the coolness penetrated into his palm, his face became more and more gloomy, "Who else has seen this thing?"

"I picked things up that day, and my mother saw it, but I lied to her that I bought it myself. I was afraid that my mother would be angry if it involved Housekeeper Xiao."

Ming Rong's right hand fell to his knee, and he suddenly stood up, passed Xu Rong and walked towards the balcony.

Xu Rong followed closely, "What are you doing?"

Ming Rong went out, raised his arm vigorously, the things in the palm showed a parabola and then fell to the lush flowers and plants. When Xu Rong wanted to look in which direction, he couldn't find the jade pendant.

"Why did you throw away your things?" Xu Rong raised his voice.

Ming Rong grabbed her wrist and pulled her back into the room, "Rong Rong, I'll take you back to America in two days."

Xu Rong opened his mouth, "Why?"

"It's better for you to stay with your parents in your current body. I will go to see you when the time comes."

"Aren't you coming with me?"

Ming Rong stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, "My company is here, I will go over to accompany you when it is stable, and then wait for our child to be born."

"Why did you let me leave all of a sudden?"

"You are not suitable for this kind of place." Ming Rong brushed the hair on Xu Rong's forehead with his fingers, and she was visibly thinner.

Fu Ran received a call from Shen Sufen and hurried to You's house.

The two couples had a big quarrel just now, and even fought over it. The living room was in a mess, and there were smashed things everywhere.

Shen Sufen's nose was bruised and her face was swollen, and You Zhaofu was not much better. There were dark red scratches on both cheeks, and several stacks of money were messily placed on the table.

Fu Ran raised her head and met You Yingrui's eyes in the photo. She stared straight at it for a long while without any fear.

"Xiaoran," Shen Sufen pulled Fu Ran into a seat, "You take the money back, we can't take it."

Fu Ran's eyes fell on the stacks of money at hand, "Where did this money come from?"

"Although you put it at the door, who else can there be besides you?" Shen Sufen looked at the photo of You Yingrui hanging on the wall with red eyes, "Ruirui is sorry for you, let her pay off the debt."

Fu Ran picked up a dozen of them, which should be [-].

"I haven't been home today."

Shen Sufen was taken aback, "You didn't let it go?"

"No."

You Zhaofu also looked away, he got up and put all the money in his pocket without saying a word, "Look, if someone sends money to your door, don't reject it for nothing. Now you can't find someone to pay it back, right?"

"You take out the money for me!"

Shen Sufen wanted to step forward to fight for it, but You Zhaofu waved his hands and strode into the room.

The light in the room was dim, and the walls were full of mottled spots left by years. Shen Sufen looked at You Yingrui's photo and cried, "We don't know many people, who would send money for no reason?"

"Did someone accidentally drop it at the door?"

"No," Shen Sufen shook her head, "I heard a knock on the door, and when I went out, I saw a paper bag lying outside the door."

It seems that someone left it on purpose.

Even if the You family had any, they were all poor relatives, and it was really strange that the other party did not leave their names.

Fu Ran left You's house, and when she closed the door, she couldn't help but look up at the corridor. In this kind of place, there is not even a shadow of surveillance.

Full of worries, he left and drove home, just in time to see Ming Chengyou's car outside Yiyun Capital.

The man obviously saw it too, he parked the car at the intersection, Fu Ran's car drove up to Ming Chengyou, the man opened the door of her passenger seat and walked in.

"Why don't you drive in?"

Just at this point, he still left the car here.

Ming Chengyou leaned against Fu Ran, "When I see you, I get lazy."

Fu Ran was still holding the steering wheel, "Okay, let the driver come and drive later."

She was about to start the car again, Ming Chengyou held her palm, "Let's sit outside and see how beautiful the scenery is."

"It's really leisurely and elegant."

Fu Ran followed his will and turned the car out of Yiyun Capital. Ming Chengyou raised his leg, "Can I change the car for you some other day?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"It's a good car to drive."

Ming Chengyou's palm fell to Fu Ran's leg, rubbing it carefully, with a bit of an itch. "It's good that many things can still be used, Fu Ran, I want to buy them for you."

Fu Ran looked at him, Ming Chengyou was sometimes much more stubborn than her.

"I went to You's house just now."

"What is there to do?"

Fu Ran paid attention to the road conditions, "I found something strange today."

"Have you found the money?"

"almost."

Ming Chengyou smiled and patted Fu Ran, "It's such a good luck."

"Someone sent money over there."

Ming Chengyou's legs landed at his feet, "I don't see who the other party is?"

"Ah."

He tapped his tight legs a few times with his fingertips, "Who do you think it could be?"

"I was just wondering, who would send money for no reason, and why would you send them money?"

Ming Chengyou held Fu Ran's hand, "Let's go to a movie."

"Ok?"

"Thinking about this kind of thing all day long is too much for my brain."

Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou seldom go to the cinema. There is a home theater at home, and there are all kinds of movies they want to watch.

The theater was full of people and it was very lively. Ming Chengyou asked for a private room, Fu Ran looked up at the time, "It's just right to go home for dinner after watching the movie."

"Let's eat out today."

"What a good day?"

Facing Fu Ran's raised eyebrows, Ming Chengyou tapped his cheekbones with his index finger, "Wife, Hanhan is so old, you are just like my old husband and wife," he leaned over, and the corners of his thin lips touched In her ears, "Life can only be adjusted with appropriate passion."

While speaking, his breathing was wet and heavy, and the skin behind Fu Ran's ear immediately burned.

Ming Chengyou stretched out two fingers and gently pinched Fu Ran's earlobe. He was still close to her, and his words were bewitched by a demon, "It's so sensitive."

There's no way, Fu Ran just can't resist his teasing.

Pushing Ming Chengyou's hand away, she coughed twice and picked up the Coke, but he wanted to squeeze her into a corner on the spacious sofa.

It was a remake of a classic movie, and Fu Rancai followed into the rhythm, but Ming Chengyou's legs hooked her ankles every now and then. She wore pointed high heels, a skirt, and flesh-colored stockings under which her legs were graceful and slender.

The high-heeled shoe on the right foot was somehow taken off by the man, Fu Ran stared at him, "Didn't you say you want to come here for romance and passion?"

The corner of Ming Chengyou's mouth curled up into a smile, "Passion needs to be discovered by yourself, Fu Ran, I think you don't like to be static, just like going to bed, tell the truth, do you like the same posture every day?"

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