There aren't many dedicated stand-ins like me.

Mr. Han got up very early today. When he noticed the movement of getting up, Fu Ran dazedly took out his mobile phone and glanced at it. It was only [-]:[-].

He hoarsely said: "Mr. Han, why are you so early today..."

Mr. Han buttoned his shirt one by one, his hair was a little disheveled, his cold and sharp features were ascetic and seductive.

The man's voice was also a little hoarse when he got up in the morning, "The company has something to do, so go early."

"Oh, okay." Fu Ran rolled around on the bed wrapped in a quilt, and struggled to get out of bed to find slippers after being bored for more than ten seconds, "I'll make you breakfast."

Mr. Han looked at Fu Ran's dazed look and was silent for two seconds, then said: "Forget it, you can continue to sleep."

In Furan's state, the kitchen might explode early in the morning.

Fu Ran finally found the slippers, he raised his head, his eyes were not fully opened, "Then what do you eat in the morning, do you go outside to buy breakfast?"

"Assistant Liu will help me bring breakfast."

Fu Ran rubbed his eyes and insisted: "It's still early, eat at home before going to the company."

Mr. Han finally compromised, because if he didn't compromise, Fu Ran would definitely start acting like a monster again, and he had already seen the signs.

Fu Ran showed a harmless smile to Mr. Han, "That's right, eating breakfast won't delay you for long, we have to be diligent and thrifty in managing the house, and the money you buy for breakfast is enough for me to cook a few meals gone."

The term "diligent and thrifty housekeeping" is a bit subtle, which makes Mr. Han feel that they are living a life.

Mr. Han recalled the gossip of the person next to him last night, and his brows became a Sichuan character, as if he was in deep thought.

Fu Ran didn't notice anything strange about Mr. Han. He pulled on his slippers and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face. With cold water splashing on his face, he gradually became sober and revived with blood.

Fu Ran came out of the bathroom, full of energy, and said, "I'm going to prepare breakfast, guest officer, please wait a moment!"

Mr. Han was interrupted by Fu Ran's voice, he came back to his senses, and said lightly, "Don't make it too complicated."

"Oke, ok, 15 minutes at most."

There was a busy figure in the kitchen, and if you listened carefully, you could hear that busy figure humming a song.

Mr. Han was sitting in the living room watching the morning news, leaning on the back of the sofa in a relaxed state, with his legs crossed, his elbows resting on the armrest of the sofa, and his forehead resting on his fingers.

The news was released one after another, and after about 10 minutes, Fu Ran prepared breakfast.

Purple sweet potato wheat kernel rice porridge, cumin steamed buns with sauced meat, fried egg sandwiches and a plate of cherry tomatoes.

Such a breakfast match is pleasing to the eye just by looking at the color.

Fu Ran enthusiastically said: "Eat quickly, you can go to the company after eating."

Mr. Han sat down at the dining table, "Aren't you going to eat?"

Fu Ran shook his head, "If I don't eat now, I'll be hungry if I eat early, I'm too lazy to cook at noon."

Mr. Han pursed his lips, did not speak any more, and concentrated on enjoying his rich breakfast.

Fu Ran sat opposite Mr. Han, with his hands on his chin, and enjoyed watching other people eat, thanks to Mr. Han's high psychological quality and he was used to it.

Fu Ran didn't take the usual path, if it were someone else, he would have already made porridge.

"Goodbye, Mr. Han! I wish Mr. Han all the best and a lot of money!" Fu Ran stood at the door and bowed to Mr. Han.

Mr. Han paused for a moment, feeling that his future was unpredictable.

"Mr. Han's back looks so tragic..." Fu Ran scratched the back of his head and closed the door while muttering.

He regained the feeling of returning to the cage, changed his clothes after getting up, and prepared to visit his mother in the hospital.

The doctor said that Ms. Fu's condition is gradually improving, but it may suddenly deteriorate, so she will definitely not be able to leave the hospital in a short time.

Fu Ran sat by the hospital bed and peeled apples for Ms. Fu, "Mom, I'll take some time these two days to return our house in the old city, anyway, we don't live there now."

Ms. Fu said, "Where do we put our things after the house is returned?"

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"I bought a house, it belongs to us, and we don't need to rent a house in the future."

Ms. Fu was overjoyed, and complained unambiguously about her son, "How long have you been working here? The salary is enough for you to buy a house? Are you living in a dream or am I living in a dream?"

Fu Ranxin said that he had been fucked for a long time, and he handed the peeled apple into pieces to Ms. Fu, "We are not living in a dream. I won the lottery a few days ago. I have enough money to buy a house."

Ms. Fu chuckled, "What kind of lottery ticket did you buy and how many winning numbers are there? I checked online and found that the money to buy a house is enough and the prize money is probably quite a lot. Come on, tell me all of them, and turn around." I'll show off to Aunt Xu in the next ward."

"..." Fu Ran complained, "Can't you be a foolish mother who blindly trusts your son?"

Ms. Fu said angrily, "You're such a nonsense, I can't trust you even if I want to."

Fu Ran sighed, "Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

Ms. Fu put away the teasing smile on her face, sat up straight, and said slowly, "Speak, I'll listen."

Fu Ran deliberated for more than ten seconds before opening his mouth: "My boss is also an Internet celebrity while watching the store, and the money comes in very quickly."

Ms. Fu twitched the corners of her mouth, "I've been waiting for a long time and you're telling me this?"

"Otherwise, what else can I say?"

Ms. Fu poked Fu Ran on the forehead, "I thought you robbed a bank."

"This... this is a bit difficult, and you think highly of me too."

"Don't be cowardly!"

"n li n li n li"

The mother and son were talking and laughing, a gust of wind blew by, and the bent branches slapped the window.

Fu Ran looked up and realized that summer had come to an end, "Autumn is coming..."

Ms. Fu looked over, "Yes, I spent the whole summer in the ward."

Fu Ran held her hand, "When you are well, let's go to Hawaii for vacation, so that you can feel summer every day."

"Come on, my skin that was so hard to whiten in the hospital can't be tanned into coal."

"Your skin is fair, fair and beautiful, how can you look like a person who is almost 50 years old? If we get together, people will say you are my sister." Ms. Fu was so elated by Fu Ran, she laughed and scolded him Wipe honey.

Fu Ran blinked her eyes, "I didn't just smear honey on my mouth, I grew up soaked in a jar of honey!"

Ms. Fu pushed him, with a gentle smile on the corners of her eyes and brows, "Go, go, don't say you are my son when you go out, I can't afford to lose this man." Fu Ran covered her heart and pretended to be sad, "You don't even recognize your son?"

Ms. Fu said, "That's right, that's right, I don't admit it, if you want to cry, go out and cry."

Fu Ran curled her lips, "Although you don't admit it, I'm just relying on you."

"Pfft one by one" Ms. Fu was amused by him again, "You child."

Fu Ran laughed, and it was his greatest wish to make his mother happy every time he came to the hospital.

After staying in the hospital until one or two in the afternoon, Fu Ran was about to leave, "Mom, I'm leaving, call me if you need anything, and I'll be there for you." Ms. Fu nodded, "Go, work hard, don't be lazy. "

"Excellent!"

Looking at Fu Ran's leaving back, Ms. Fu gradually put away the smile on her face, and a few traces of worry appeared on her brows.

My son has the money to buy a house in a short time...I'm afraid he sold his kidneys, but even if he sells all his kidneys, he can't buy a house.This kid is really worrying.

Fu Ran was a man of action, so he told his mother to change the house, and went to an intermediary after leaving the hospital.

Seeing clients these days is like a mad cow seeing a red cloth, they can't wait to bump their clients into their most expensive suite, trying their best to lure them into buying a house.

Fu Ran was really not blessed to enjoy this kind of enthusiasm, but fortunately, he was clever, and in order to get away, he said that he was busy picking up the boss and would come to see the house another day.

The salesperson asked Fu Ran what kind of work he did, and Fu Ran puffed out his chest and said generously, "Designated driver."

It seems that the dedicated driver can’t earn a lot of money. The house price here is more than a star and a half more expensive than other places. Of course, there is a reason why the price is expensive. At first, the salesperson thought that Fu Ran was a big star and recommended it, but who knew it was just a driver. , his enthusiasm faded immediately.

Fu Ran deliberately said: "How much is the down payment for such a house? It looks pretty good, but the location doesn't seem to be good. The sun is blocked by the building opposite. I want..."

He babbled and talked about all kinds of minor problems, fully showing the image of a stingy customer who didn't have much money in his hand and asked for a lot.

The salesperson had no patience, and with a smirk, he recommended a low-priced house to Fu Ran, and asked Fu Ran to go there to see if there was any suitable one.

Fu Ran readily agreed, and left happily. On the way back to the apartment, he thought about buying a house and reporting it to Mr. Han. It would be even better if Mr. Han was willing to help.

Mr. Han, who came back from get off work in the evening, heard about it and didn't even ask why. He just said "yes" and asked Assistant Liu to handle it.

"This is so embarrassing, it's too much trouble for Assistant Liu."

Mr. Han raised his eyebrows and said, "Then..."

"But there are some things that should trouble others or trouble others!" Fu Ran grabbed Mr. Han's arm with a sincere expression.

Mr. Han, who was interrupted, was noncommittal, withdrew his arm, and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, "Let's eat."

"Okay, please sit down." The courteous Mr. Ling Han pulled out the chair.

Mr. Han complied with his wishes and sat down calmly.

When Assistant Liu handed over the house keys to Fu Ran, September had already come to an end, and the October holiday was coming soon.

Mr. Han also has a vacation, and he mentioned to Fu Ran a few days ago that he might be taken to a resort for a short holiday.

The night before the holiday, Fu Ran had only packed the clothes of the two of them, and was waiting for the next day to get up early to catch the plane. He even dreamed of fishing at the resort.

While waiting for the plane, Mr. Han received a call.

"what happened?"

Fu Ran was sucking juice in his mouth, and looked blankly at Mr. Han who got up suddenly.

Mr. Han looked down at him with complicated eyes, "No, our vacation will be canceled first."

"Ah..." Fu Ran felt a little regretful, but he quickly adjusted his emotions and said empathetically, "Let's talk about it next time. Is there something wrong with your company? Go and deal with it."

Mr. Han was silent for a moment, and told the truth to Fu Ran: "It was Qu Shaozheng who called, and he has returned to China."

A flash of surprise flashed in Fu Ran's eyes, and then he lowered his head so that no one could see his expression clearly. He sat there quietly for a long time, like a child abandoned by adults.

Seeing this, Mr. Han frowned, feeling upset, and he took two steps towards Fu Ran.

He thought that Fu Ran couldn't accept the news for a while, but he didn't know... Fu Ran really couldn't accept it, and he couldn't turn his head around, so he was completely blinded.

Fu Ran's mind is full of "It's over, I can't continue to make money anymore", "My world is going to be handed over", "A generation of money-making superstars is about to die", "What should I do if I lose my treasure and live a good money master father".

Mr. Han pressed Fu Ran's shoulder, thinking that maybe something has changed quietly, and there is some truth in saying that love grows with time.

He was about to speak when Fu Ran raised his head and said cautiously: "Although there is no breakup fee mentioned in the contract, we have lived together for several months anyway, and there is more or less affection there, you see... "

If one day Mr. Han died young, he must be so mad at the surname in front of him.