Dyed

The windows in the spacious living room are bright and clean. There are gardeners bent over and busy in the garden. The sound of the lawnmower is actually not loud, at most normal decibels.

Fu Ran is not used to Western-style breakfast, so he only needs a bowl of clear porridge, but the plate placed in Ming Chengyou's hand is much more delicate and complicated, with two pieces of freshly baked bread, half-cooked poached eggs and a few slices of ham. It is said that his ham is I'm used to eating one brand, but it's really not good to change it.

Ming Chengyou sipped the milk, and Housekeeper Xiao ordered the things to be put on the table one by one.

Except for Steward Xiao, the servants of the Ming family lived in the annexe next to the villa. Ming Chengyou didn't like to be restrained. If Li Yunling didn't insist, he would have kicked Steward Xiao out of the house together.

"Third Young Master, did you sleep well last night?" Steward Xiao blurted out.

Fu Ran fed the porridge into his mouth.

There was only a sound of falling knives and forks, and several dishes on the table were damaged. The light yellow Qiandao sauce was splashed on the back of Fu Ran's hands, and the vase of fresh lilies in the center of the table was also shaken crisply by external force.

"Squeaking in the early morning and keeping people from eating? Tell them to turn off the fire quickly, or I'll have to dig the lawn mower on those eyesless heads!"

Housekeeper Xiao was taken aback, this is the time for weeding on weekdays, why didn't you see this master making a fuss?

"Yes, I will tell them to stop."

Fu Ran took the disinfected towel next to her, wiped her hands, and continued to have breakfast.

"You have a good appetite, don't you?"

Ming Chengyou sneered, staring at her with a half-smile.

He approached her with good intentions last night, thinking that the first thing in the marriage between the Ming and Fu families is to get a child out?

He didn't think about the child so far, he only thought about this person who was lying on the same bed all day, at least he wanted to increase their relationship, didn't he?

Ming Chengyou thought he had a first-class appearance and a first-class figure. If he stood there casually, he would definitely be a person who turned all sentient beings upside down. Who would have thought that he would say that, and Fu Ran's laughter could be heard in his ears, "Ming Chengyou, Are you sleepy and sleepy talking in your sleep?"

In an instant, the enthusiasm was extinguished by the pocket head. The method of playing with women like this kind of son is not top-notch, but it must be the first time he has been ruthlessly rejected.

If he said it out, would he still want to mess around with Third Young Master?

Fu Ran seemed to have no idea why he was annoyed, "Of course I have a good appetite, I'm not sick or in pain."

The man's cold laughter came into his ears again. He pushed away the chair and stood up. When Fu Ran put a mouthful of porridge into his mouth, the man mercilessly dropped two words, "Dirty bucket!"

The garden has returned to tranquility, and the sun is shining brightly.

Fu Ran's appetite was not affected by Ming Chengyou's words. After breakfast, he walked around the garden as usual before returning to the bedroom.

Ming Chengyou stood with the backlight, with his left hand in his pocket, and the fine sunlight jumped on the man's black temples. He was tall and strong, standing in front of the French windows, with a large piece of sunlight blowing in front of him.

"Don't mention whether Shen Ning is not Shen Ning, when did you talk like an eighth woman... want to have fun, she can't find it there, the trouble at the engagement banquet is just a play between me and her , who let them make their own decisions..."

Ming Chengyou turned around and saw Fu Ran walking in, "Find your seat first, it's still the old time, 8 o'clock."

He didn't seem to give the other party time to say goodbye, so he immediately hung up the phone.Ming Chengyou's expression did not change, and Fu Ran pretended not to hear.

"My mother is going to a charity party tonight, so she probably won't be here. I have something to eat at home, and..."

Ming Chengyou raised his finger and tapped Fu Ran a few times, "According to my mother's temperament, she might call me in the middle of the night, and you just say I fell asleep, you know? If you dare to spoil my good deeds again, this time I will I will never forgive you again!"

Fu Ran nodded, "Oh."

She has reached a consensus with Ming Chengyou, so she will naturally turn a blind eye.

Fanxing is a high-end club that integrates entertainment and catering. Just by looking at the luxury cars parked in the parking lot, you can tell that the people who come and go here are either rich or expensive. Xiaoyao Cave.

At the entrance of the Tianzi vip box, open the door and go in. There are quite a few people who should be there. Seeing Ming Chengyou coming, several people on the sofa got up one after another, "The third young master has arrived. After the engagement, it is different. Immersed in the arms of a woman." Can't get up?"

"It's not just in the bosom, isn't the saying saying soft and fragrant nephrite?"

"Hey, there are a lot of soft places on this woman's body, are you talking about the top, or..."

"Look at this cheap mouth. He has only worked for a few days. He hasn't learned anything else, but he has learned the ability to be invincible." Ming Chengyou walked around the coffee table with his slender legs, stepped on the carpet to sit on the south-facing sofa, and his right elbow was tighter. It was unceremoniously placed on the shoulder of the man who spoke just now.

"Kuang Zi, your old man needs to know that you have such a rascal accent when you are outside, and your beard is bristling when you are still angry? Take out your gun and kill you directly?"

"Come on, you've liked to bully me since I was a child in the courtyard. It's hard to get rid of your clutches, and it will take a long time to run on me just now."

No one knows, this Ming Sanshao has been a demon king since he was a child, and now, he is a master who is favored on the tip of his heart, covering the sky with one hand and can't be messed with by anyone.

The Tianzi box is actually a suite, and the crowd surrounded Ming Chengyou to a round table that can seat about twenty people. Kuang Yi signaled the waiter to start serving dishes, and Ming Chengyou sat in the main seat without hesitation.

Fu Ran sat down on the sofa in the living room after dinner, when she heard the sound of car horns approaching from far to near, she thought it was Ming Chengyou who came back, she stood up and looked, her face changed slightly in fright, "Mom?"

Li Yunling was wearing a light beige evening dress, her hair was coiled up, and a set of emerald jewelry set off her elegance. She walked into the living room and looked around, "Where's Chengyou?"

"His company has an impromptu meeting." Fu Ran sat on the sofa with Li Yunling's arm in his arms. "Mom, why are you here so late?"

"Your father just happened to go to the army for something. I was too busy staying at home. I didn't want to stay longer after the charity dinner. I was worried about you and Chengyou. Come and have a look."

Butler Xiao handed the water cup to Li Yunling, "Madam, drink tea."

"Housekeeper Xiao, I'll stay here tonight."

"Yes."

The corners of Fu Ran's slender eyebrows twitched lightly, Ming Chengyou's warning voice before leaving was still in his ears, Li Yunling picked up the water glass, and looked at his daughter-in-law next to him without a trace, "Xiaoran, when will this Chengyou come back?"

"Mom, he said he might be busy until very late, so go to bed first."

"Is there any good movie recently? Go upstairs and watch a movie with me."

Fu Ran was thinking about how to inform Ming Chengyou, but Li Yunling had already taken her hand upstairs, without her mobile phone by her side, and she already knew about this villa in the past few days.

Li Yunling pushed open one of the rooms, which was a small theater that could accommodate a dozen people.

Fu Ran bowed her head and followed, taking advantage of Li Yunling's fiddling, she stopped and said, "Mom, I'm going back to my room."

"It's rare for you to be able to accompany me, do you still want to hide?"

"No."

"That's it."

What was playing was an old movie with a strong flavor of Beijing opera. Fu Ran was bored. She and Ming Chengyou were still in the process of getting in touch.

About half an hour later, Fu Ran was still fidgeting, and lightly stroked her knee with her palm, "Mom, I'm going to the bathroom."

Li Yunling stared at the big screen without blinking. Compared with the intimacy just now, she showed an almost serious expression on her face. She followed a Beijing opera lightly, and seemed to nod her head. She didn't know that she was responding to Fu. Ran is still too engrossed in watching.

But Fu Ran couldn't care less, got up and strode away.

After a while, Housekeeper Xiao walked into the room. "lady."

Li Yunling patted the seat beside her, signaling her to sit down.

"Ma'am, I'm afraid Young Mistress is going to call Third Young Master."

Li Yunling found a comfortable position and lay down. Naturally, she had timed it right. At this moment, there might have been a commotion over there, "It's too late for her to fight now. Butler Xiao, this movie is really good. You can accompany me." I see a good show."

"Ma'am, I'm afraid... the third young master will make trouble when he comes back."

Li Yunling clasped her fingers and tapped her index finger lightly on the back of her hand. She sighed slightly, her brows seemed sullen, "She thinks helping Chengyou can really protect her life? She wants to get rid of it, but she doesn't know that there are four words in this world that backfire."