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

Fu Ran stared at the phone for a while, then pressed the reject button by accident.

After pressing it, his heartbeat was like the rain outside hitting the ground crazily, and the frequency was unbelievably fast.

Fu Ran clutched his chest, Louis asked him what was wrong, he said: "I cruelly rejected a domineering president, worried that he would become angry and hire someone to kill me."

"Well..." Louis rubbed his chin to think, and after a while he said, "Don't be afraid, my bodyguard is your bodyguard."

"Thank you so much."

Louis seized the opportunity and wanted to eat tofu. He held Fu Ran's face in his hands, "There is no need to say thank you between us. If you really want to thank me, then you might as well give me a kiss."

As he spoke, Louis pursed his lips and slowly approached Furan.

Fu Ran let out a "huh" and stretched out his hand to smear Louis' face aside, "We don't like this, how about I transfer you two dollars."

Louis looked aggrieved, "But you want to send me for two dollars?"

Fu Ran tentatively said, "How about four yuan? I'll double it for you."

Lewis paused and said, "Don't talk about money, this is my last stubbornness."

"Come on, I respect your stubbornness." Fu Ran patted Louis on the shoulder.

The two brain circuits were barely connected, and they happily returned to the apartment.

When he arrived at the place, Louis insisted on sending Fu Ran upstairs, but Fu Ran shrugged and let him go.

Insert the key into the lock, turn the doorknob, pull it out, and the scene in the living room comes into view.

Fu Ran stood at the door and didn't go in. He showed a harmless smile and waved his hand, "Hi? Mr. Han, why are you here?"

Mr. Han, who had been sitting on the sofa in the living room for most of the day, put down his teacup and looked over. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a head poking out from behind Fu Ran.

"Oh, what a coincidence, why didn't you notify us in advance when you came here, so that we can entertain you." Louis seemed to regard himself as Fu Ran's real boyfriend, and his words were particularly embarrassing, why? How uncomfortable it sounds.

Mr. Han was expressionless, with deep eyes, "Where did you go? Why didn't you answer my phone?"

Fu Ran lacked confidence: "Luis and I went out for a meal, so it's not convenient to answer the phone."

"You have nothing to do with Ranran, why did Ranran answer your phone, and please don't harass my Ranran casually in the future." Louis put his hands on his hips, very arrogant.

Mr. Han stood up, Louis and Fu Ran took a few steps back, they stared round their eyes, and said cautiously: "You, what do you want to do!"

"..." Mr. Han felt his brain hurt, "Don't do anything, come here."

Fu Ran's Adam's apple rolled up and down, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and walked towards Mr. Han. When he was close to Mr. Han, he said cautiously: "Well, I didn't refuse your call on purpose, trust me."

Mr. Han narrowed his eyes, looked at Fu Ran, and asked him, "What if I believe it?"

If you believe it, is there a loving hug...

Fu Ran didn't understand Mr. Han's implication, and his head was full of confusion. After a long while, he choked out a sentence, "As long as you believe, we are good friends?"

The blue veins on Mr. Han's forehead were faintly visible, he pinched the center of his eyebrows, and said helplessly, "I didn't come to be your friend."

Fu Ran was shocked, "Didn't we break up peacefully, why can't we even be friends?"

Immediately afterwards, he changed his words and said: "Understand, understand, we'd better not even meet face to face, Qu Shaozheng will be jealous."

Louis nodded in agreement, "I'll be jealous."

Fu Ran continued: "By the way, we met Qu Shaozheng in the restaurant. He looks very innocent. It's thundering and raining today. Would you like to accompany him? He's afraid of thunder."

Louis repeated: "Afraid of thunder."

The two of them sang and sang together, and it really looked so good. Mr. Han was so suffocated that he had nowhere to express it. He said in a deep voice, "I have nothing with Qu Shaozheng."

Fu Ran said, "Then you should try to do something."

"Fu, Ran." Mr. Han couldn't control himself, and grabbed Fu Ran's wrist.

Fu Ran was stunned for a moment and raised his head to look at Mr. Han, his eyes met. The other's eyes were like a sea of ​​stars, deep and unknowable, and he might drown in them if he was not careful, so he hurriedly looked away.

- Louis next to him was not happy, he stepped forward to grab Mr. Han's hand, "Let go of your trotters, don't touch Ranran!"

Mr. Han said coldly: "Louis, say it again."

"Oh." Louis sneered, and said stiffly: "What if you say it again, do you think I will be afraid of you? Let go of your noble hand, but you haven't washed your hands yet, this is inappropriate."

Fu Ran: "..." The relationship is hard on the surface.

Mr. Han secretly reminded himself that Fu Ran was no longer the canary he raised. This canary's wings were hardened, and it could fly up to the sky anytime, shoulder to shoulder with the sun, and go down to the sea to meet the bastard...

In short, he needs to re-domesticate the wild canary, take his time, there is no rush.

Mr. Han let go of his hand and said to Louis: "It's getting late, you should go."

Louis dissatisfied: "Why do you tell me to go, why don't you go?"

Mr. Han glanced at him, "Then let's leave together."

Louis immediately regretted it, and wished he could turn back the time half a minute ago, and he would definitely not answer that sentence again.

Louis looked at Furan, "Of course."

Fu Ran's expression was full of sympathy for Louis, and then he said, "Those two walk slowly."

Louis was heartbroken when he heard the words, and the only way to relieve his indignation was to grab the place with his head.

Mr. Han is not in a much better mood at the moment. After all, he was lying on the same bed with Fu Ran the night before. Who would have expected that something he loved to do would suddenly change the next day, and he would be reduced to the same level as Louis? The current situation is really declining, and it is difficult to be a gold master.

Having said that, it is already very good to get rid of potential opponents, Mr. Han comforted himself like this.

Little did they know that Louis also thought the same way. The two of them looked at each other silently, but secretly delighted in their hearts. They took their own cars and went back to their respective homes.

The rain had almost stopped and the sky was overcast with dark clouds.

Fu Ran lay by the bedroom window and watched the two luxury cars leave one after another. After a while, the black car went back and forth. Fu Ran raised his eyebrows, wondering whether his former benefactor father still had something to explain.

He lay down until his neck was sore and he couldn't see anyone getting out of the car.

He felt that there was nothing to see, so he turned around and went to the closet to find clothes to take a shower. When he opened the closet, he found that his and Mr. Han's clothes were stacked together neatly.

"This can't work..." Fu Ran muttered to himself.

After taking a shower, he went to look at the window again. Mr. Han's car was still parked below, and he didn't know when to leave.

He took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat. He originally wanted to send a message to Mr. Han to let Mr. Han go, but he tapped a few times on the keyboard with his fingers, his brows were furrowed, tangled and hesitant, and finally he deleted all the typed words.

It's better to pretend that you don't know, and go to sleep.

Half an hour after the lights on the first floor where Fu Ran was located disappeared, the black luxury car downstairs quietly left.

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Ran woke up quite early. He looked at the time, went into the bathroom to clean himself up, and around seven o'clock, he left the apartment with the cool morning breeze. When he came back, he was followed by a few people in uniform An employee of a moving company.

At 09:30, Fu Ran sat behind the pickup truck with his suitcase and followed the pickup truck to a distant place.

Moved away secretly while Louis and Mr. Han were not paying attention, hehehehe.

Poor Mr. Han, who made do with the hotel for one night, was already empty when he came to the apartment again.

Mr. Han almost laughed at Fu Ran's coquettish manipulation, but he could guess where Fu Ran moved without checking.

Would this little money fan be willing to spend money to live outside?He must have moved to a new house that Assistant Liu helped choose.

Mr. Han called Assistant Liu, and 10 minutes later, Assistant Liu came from the company and presented the backup key with both hands.

Assistant Liu pushed down his glasses, and a ray of light reflected from the back of the lens, "Just in case, I still have three backup keys here. If Mr. Fu wants to change the lock, I have a phone number for the nearby lock opening and changing service points."

Mr. Han nodded in satisfaction, "Yes."

If Fu Ran was here, he would definitely kneel down to Assistant Liu.

So scary, so scary!

Let's go back to Furan, after he moved to his new home, he was very happy, the corners of his mouth were raised up for a long time, and he couldn't put it down for a long time. He hummed a song and put away his luggage, and then cleaned the new home.

He was very satisfied with the house that Assistant Liu found. The transportation was convenient, the environment was beautiful, the vegetable market was not far away, and there was a park nearby.If his mother is discharged from the hospital and moved in, she can go for a walk in the park every day, play mahjong with her peers, and dance in the square. I don’t know how leisurely life is.

Thanks to the former benefactor father!

Fu Ran knew that all of this was given by Mr. Han. Although he was grateful, he didn't want to have too much contact with Mr. Han...

Because he didn't like his twin brother, Qu Jingkang probably didn't tell Qu Shaozheng that he had a twin brother and a biological mother.Qu Shaozheng may be innocent, or he may not be. He has to find the parties to find out. Before that, he didn't want to interact with them at all.

After the new house was tidied up, Fu Ran decided to go for a walk around to familiarize himself with the environment. The a la carte market should be closed, but it didn't prevent him from taking it seriously.

square.

Sure enough, when Fu Ran walked to the vegetable market, there were only a few vendors left, and they had packed up their things and were ready to leave.

Suddenly, he felt someone tap his shoulder.

He turned his head and met a man with a big belly and a friendly smile with a work card hanging on his chest.

Fu Ran said politely: "Hello, what can I do for you?"

The man with a big belly Yuenan handed Fu Ran a business card, "Hello, I am from Weishang Magazine. Our magazine office is looking for an amateur model recently. Your image fits our requirements very well. May I ask if you are interested in joining our magazine?" Want to try it out?"

Fu Ran would definitely refuse this in the past, but today is different, he is no longer Mr. Han's canary.

Fu Ran asked: "Is Weishang Magazine famous? Why haven't I heard of it? You won't be coveting my prosperous beauty to deceive people, right?"