Dyed

On the day You You went abroad, Fu Ran went to see him off.

Ming Chengyou sat in the car and didn't get out.

When Fu Ran returned to the car, her eye circles were red, and Ming Chengyou held her hand tightly, "Where should we go for dinner?"

She glanced and seemed to see the blurred figure of the young man, and when she was about to take a closer look, the car had already driven ten meters away.

Li Chen took off his brown sunglasses, his slightly cold eyes obviously didn't match his age.

Youyou left just like that, he raised his head to look at the blue sky, and the corners of his lips tightened.

He can't stay here for too long, for fear that reporters will follow him. The Li family has already completed the formalities for him to study abroad. He has been procrastinating before, and it seems that this is the only way to go now.

Fu Ran felt that the hand holding her was warm and dry, and Ming Chengyou returned to his usual eloquent appearance, but there was a gap in the end, and Fu Ran seldom responded in words.

Don't look at Ming Chengyou's playful smile now, but the ruthlessness that he smashed her computer came from his bones.

After what happened with Youyou, Fu Ran also saw through many problems that she usually couldn't see through.

After all, there is still a distance between her and Ming Chengyou.

"What to eat?"

Seeing that she was silent, Ming Chengyou tightened his grip on her hand.

Fu Ran regained consciousness, "Whatever."

"What's the matter, are you preoccupied?" Ming Chengyou turned the steering wheel with one hand, and looked at Fu Ran beside him.

"The studio recently took on a new project, which may be a bit difficult."

Hearing this, Ming Chengyou joked with her casually, "Is there anything else that can bother you?"

"These words should be applied to you," Fu Ran pulled out her hand, "I believe that there is nothing in the world that can trouble the dignified Third Young Master Ming."

Naturally, he could understand the deep meaning in her words, and Ming Chengyou's carefully drawn facial features showed displeasure.

"Fu Ran, I said about Li Chen's matter that the police have cleared him of his innocence, and I didn't participate in it. Do you insist on thinking it's my relationship?"

Fu Ran didn't argue, and chose to remain silent as usual.

Ming Chengyou chose a western restaurant, which was located in a golden area but could maintain an elegant and quiet environment. He cut up the medium-rare steak piece by piece, forked one of them and handed it to Fu Ran's mouth.

"I have it myself."

"Fu Ran, that incident is over, do you want to keep talking to me in such a weird way?" Ming Chengyou took the opportunity to stuff the steak into her mouth, "Let my mother choose a good day another day, we... Let's marry."

After he finished speaking, he put down his knife and fork and looked at her seriously.

Fu Ran was so frightened by the sudden shock that she choked on a mouthful of steak. She picked up the wine glass and took two sips, "Married?"

Ming Chengyou narrowed his staring eyes and frowned, "Have you never thought about it? We are engaged, and we will get married sooner or later."

Fu Ran was in a trance for a moment, Ming Chengyou was right, she looked at the man in front of her carefully, and found that there were still many aspects that she couldn't see or understand, marriage...

What a distant word.

"Have you forgotten the unwritten rule your mother said?"

"Marry with a child?" Ming Chengyou laughed, "Then let me put it another way, Fu Ran, let's have a child!"

Marriage proposal is the happiest thing for a woman, but she doesn't feel it at all.

Apart from being dazed, there was also an unspeakable sadness.

Back in Yiyun Capital, Fu Ran was still thinking about it.

Ming Chengyou sat beside her after taking a shower, his arms wrapped around Fu Ran's waist, and pressed against her chest, which was as hot as a fire, "Go take a bath."

The hoarse and sexy voice conveyed naked desire. Fu Ran's neck felt cold, and when she saw water droplets dripping from Ming Chengyou's black hair, she gently pushed him away with her hand, "Dry your hair first."

When Ming Chengyou heard about it, he obediently went to the sofa to get the hair dryer.

When Fu Ran came out of the shower, he had already dried his hair and was lying on the big bed with a relaxed expression.

She answered a call from Fan Xian. Youyou's incident was such a big deal and Li Yunling's embellished words made Fan Xian call in three or two days to remind Fu Ran not to be so confused as to hurt her. Ming Chengyou's feelings.

Fu Ran casually responded with a few words and then hung up.

Ming Chengyou propped up his upper body with both arms, hugged her and rolled onto the bed, he pushed away Fu Ran's legs, and started to take off her pajamas.

Fu Ran grabbed his troublesome finger, "I'm not interested tonight."

"Hey, you prevaricate me with this sentence every day, do you think you are a repeater?" Ming Chengyou couldn't wait to lift Fu Ran's pajamas, and stroked his waist with his palm.

The slippery palms made his stomach tense, and he let out an ambiguous voice comfortably, pressing his elbows on her shoulders and burying his face in her neck.

"I said I'm not interested."

"Can you be responsible for holding me back?" Ming Chengyou kept kissing her ear, realizing Fu Ran's resistance, he raised his body and looked into her bright eyes, "Are you going to let me eat like this all the time?" Shut up'"

"Your words—"

"Third Young Master, Young Mistress!"

Suddenly there was a loud knock on the door.

Ming Chengyou gritted his teeth with a headache, cursed in a low voice, Housekeeper Xiao couldn't stop knocking on the door, Fu Ran gently pushed the man on his body, "Maybe something really happened."

According to Steward Xiao's calm temperament, there is absolutely no reason to knock on the door so late.

"what's up?"

"Third Young Master, Madam sent a car to pick you up and Young Mistress right away."

Fu Ran and Ming Chengyou got up one after another, opened the door after changing their clothes, "What's the matter?"

"I don't know, but it looks like something is urgent."

Ming Chengyou picked up the phone beside him, but there was no call from Li Yunling.

Fu Ran followed him out of the hall. It was dark outside, and the shadows of the whirling trees were like ghostly hands stretched out. Fu Ran saw Ming Chengyou striding towards the car parked at the door.

The raised corner of his clothes revealed his anxiety at this moment, and Fu Ran had a very bad feeling that lingered in his heart for an instant.

Uncle Wang stood by the car and opened the door for him.

Ming Chengyou stretched his hand behind him, he grabbed Fu Ran and stuffed her into the back seat of the car, and he also sat next to her.

"Uncle Wang, what happened?"

Uncle Wang started the engine, but drove the car very fast. Fu Ran was secretly surprised, and panic flashed in Ming Chengyou's eyes.

"Madam asked me to pick you up and hurry over."

"Uncle Wang," Ming Chengyou frowned, "Is it my father..."

"Third Young Master," Uncle Wang sighed, "You have to be mentally prepared. The master is in very bad condition. The doctor is always at home, so he may not survive tonight."

"What?" Ming Chengyou let go of Fu Ran's hand, his upper body sank into the back of the chair, and he couldn't get any more strength.

Ming Yunfeng usually looks refreshed, but his heart problem is congenital.

Fu Ran only felt that something big would happen tonight, the night outside the window was solemn, and the car shuttled through it like being in a miasma and couldn't find the exit.

Ming Chengyou's expression was so gloomy that even Uncle Wang became trembling.