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

Liu Qianyi's condition was not bad, but too bad. All her family members were crying with swollen eyes, staring at the ECG monitor in fear, for fear that the readings would be abnormal.

This young girl is with Death, and if Death sees her as a nuisance and pushes her, it will be her end.

Fu Ran and Mr. Han didn't go in, they stood outside the ward and looked at Liu Qianyi through the glass window.

It can be seen that Liu Qianyi's family loves her very much. The youngest boy in the family has dark circles under his eyes. He is lying on the side of the hospital bed silently staring at his second sister, with a hint of pain in his expectant expression.

Fu Ran asked softly, "Have you paid her medical expenses?"

"Well, I will pay for all treatment expenses."

"In this way, their family will have a lot less burden. Is the little one going to high school or college? We can support him."

"Well, I'll let Assistant Liu do it."

Fu Ran raised the corner of his lips, "You are really a great philanthropist."

Mr. Han said: "My greatest charity is to accept a money lover as a partner."

"Huh?" Fu Ran dragged out his voice with a dangerous tone, "Are you doing charity with me?"

"...No." Mr. Han had a strong desire to survive, and after pondering for a while, he said again: "Are you the sweetheart I got in exchange for so much charity?"

"Why do you use a questioning tone?"

"You heard it wrong." Mr. Han stated word by word.

Fu Ran stared at him right and wrong, "Really?"

"Really." Mr. Han replied very seriously, without any trace of lying.

Fu Ran was too lazy to argue with him, and left holding his arm, "Let's go, let's go, accompany me to buy a battery car, I think the battery car is too necessary, even if I don't ride it, my mother can ride it."

Fu Ran has been talking about the battery car for a long time, and today he finally plans to put it into action. Mr. Han has no choice but to let him torment.

So after the two came out of the hospital, they drove the luxury car straight to the battery car hypermarket.

The appearance of Rolls-Royce in the battery car hypermarket attracted many crowds to watch and take pictures. Fu Ran took off his coat and covered his face, "I am also a celebrity with black material now, so keep a low profile so that others will not recognize it. Me?"

Mr. Han looked at Fu Ran, who only showed two big eyes, with complicated emotions, "Do you want to listen to the truth?"

Fu Ran was silent for a few seconds, then took off his coat, "If you don't listen, I won't listen."

Mr. Han found a pair of sunglasses, "Wearing this is better than nothing."

Fu Ran took it over, "This is good, you can play cool with it."

Mr. Han thought, you want to be cool when you are covered in negative news?

Fu Ran seemed to have a premonition, and suddenly asked, "Did you speak ill of me in your heart?"

Mr. Han argued blankly, "I'm not you."

Fu Ran curled her lips, "Why are you so vicious, the good ones don't learn from the bad ones, can't you be more approachable like me?"

Mr. Han thought for a while, and chose a more ambiguous statement: "Working hard."

They walked and talked, and soon arrived at a store. The owner greeted them warmly and asked what kind of battery car they wanted. All they sold were brand-name cars, which were of good quality and foreign style.

Fu Ran walked around the exhibition hall, pointed to a silver-white battery car and said, "I think this one is pretty good."

The owner of the store boasted, "The handsome guy really has a vision. This smart battery car is very popular this year. Young people love to ride it. It has intelligent voice navigation and broadcast, speed adjustment at will, and automatic detection of road conditions ahead. It is also very cost-effective. You must buy it. wrong!"

Fu Ran was not intimidated by the shopkeeper's promotion, he calmly said: "I want to try riding it."

The shop owner said to himself: "You try it, I guarantee that the handsome guy will be tempted after trying it."

Fu Ran grinned, went up and rode the battery car for a short distance, feeling really good, he stopped and turned back to Mr. Han who was standing there and said, "Han Chenmei, come quickly, I'll take you for a ride!"

Mr. Han has lived for more than 30 years and has never been on a battery car. He frowned and looked hesitant.

"Come on, I won't take you into a ditch."

Mr. Han walked towards Fu Ran, and Fu Ran adjusted his posture full of anticipation.

Mr. Han said truthfully: "I have never sat down."

"Wow, if you put it this way, I will take away your first time today." Fu Ran winked at Mr. Han and said maliciously.

Mr. Han raised his eyebrows, but turned back, "Yes, I will give you whatever you want."

Fu Ran covered his face with his hands, pretending to be shy, "Oh?"

Mr. Han's eyelids twitched, and he quickly helped him hold the front of the car.

Seeing this, Fu Ran laughed loudly, "It's okay, I'm supporting myself on two legs, so I won't fall down."

Mr. Han let go of his hand, "Oh."

Fu Ran felt that such a Mr. Han was inexplicably cute, and he said, "Come up quickly."

Mr. Han straddled up in an awkward posture, his two long legs bent like a frog, his feet stepped on the pedals on both sides, coupled with his formal attire, the picture was so out of harmony that the shopkeeper Laughed out loud.

Mr. Han swept over coldly, and the shopkeeper looked up at the sky as if nothing had happened, and whistled.

Fu Ran suppressed a smile and said, "Sit still? You can hug my waist."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Han put his hands on Fu Ran's thin waist, and even pinched the soft flesh around his waist.

Fu Ran couldn't hold back and muttered: "Let you sit in the car for a while, and eat bean curd, but you are more active than anyone else."

Mr. Han pretended not to hear, with a serious face every day.

Fu Ran twisted the accelerator, and the two men with completely different temperaments, but equally pleasing to the eye, shuttled in the cold wind.

Mr. Han who was sitting in the back could smell the fragrance of shampoo in Fu Ran's hair. The other party was using the shampoo brand he often used. This gave him the illusion that his own breath completely covered the other party. The soul is satisfied.

Fu Ran noticed that someone was taking pictures of them, but he didn't particularly care. He was not afraid of the big tall man behind him helping him if the sky fell.

It feels so good to take the CEO of the Han Group for a ride on a battery car, so good that Fu Ran wants to fly.

Even after riding the bike back to the store, he was still happy, with bright smiles hanging from the corners of his eyes and brows, he had already taken off his sunglasses, and the beauty without any cover was so beautiful that people wanted to cherish it for a lifetime.

Mr. Han was no exception. He lightly twisted his fingertips, his obviously protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his eyes were as deep as the sea of ​​stars.

However, this starry sky and this sea can only hold one person named Fu Ran.

The actual riding experience of the battery car was good, and Fu Ran paid the money readily. The owner likes this kind of rich and powerful customers, and asked with a smile: "Where do you two live? My battery car has enough power, enough for the two of you to run [-] to [-] kilometers."

Fu Ran pointed to the Rolls-Royce in the distance, "It doesn't matter if the battery is low, we can use a car to tow it."

The shop owner saw Rolls-Royce opened his mouth in shock, and asked weakly after a long time: "What is the intention of the handsome guy to buy a battery car?"

Fu Ran plausibly said, "It's not convenient to drive around the neighborhood, go to the nearby vegetable market to buy vegetables, or go for a stroll in the park."

The owner thought that if he had a Rolls-Royce, he would drive it out every day to show off, wouldn't it be convenient?nonexistent!

The shopkeeper smiled and said: "So that's the case, I understand..."

"Hmm."

When returning home, Fu Ran rode a battery car and Mr. Han drove a car. Fu Ran was in front and Mr. Han was behind.

The owner of the battery car shop who watched the two go away was surrounded by a group of people who suddenly rushed out before he could turn around and go back to the shop. Of course, they didn't know this.

Fu Ran rode the battery bike to the community, and it was frosty this morning, and after riding with his bare hands for about forty minutes, he felt that his hands were cold and tingling to the point of numbness.

Mr. Han didn't know about it. After getting out of the car, he saw that Fu Ran was so cold that his tears were falling, and he suddenly realized. He held Fu Ran's icy cheeks and said displeasedly: "Why didn't you tell me?"

Fu Ran tremblingly said: "I think I can do it."

"The results of it?"

Fu Ran raised his arm and said pitifully, "Brother, help me cover my hands, my hands are going to be stiff."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Han immediately held his hands, "Go and sit in the car for a while, and then get down when it is warmer."

"Okay, okay, get in the car, get in the car." Fu Ran almost couldn't wait, he got into the car, and the heater in the car made him snort.

Mr. Han said: "It's not good to ride this kind of bike in autumn and winter."

"It would be better to put on the gloves."

"It is not recommended to ride."

"Oh, let's ride once in a while."

Mr. Han pursed his lips and said nothing.

After staying in the car for a full 10 or [-] minutes, Fu Ran finally recovered. The two pushed the battery car downstairs, just in time to meet Ms. Fu who was back from shopping.

Ms. Fu kept them for lunch, and kicked them out as soon as the meal was over.

"If you want to leave, hurry up. Sister Song upstairs asked me to go to the flower and bird market in the afternoon. You two don't waste my time."

The two who were ruthlessly driven away looked at each other.

Fu Ran said sadly: "Little cabbage, yellow in the ground, two or three years old, no mother..."

Ms. Fu couldn't hear these words, and Mr. Han dragged Fu Ran away immediately.

The next thing to be busy is the negative news about Fu Ran on the Internet. Unlike the public relations team of entertainment companies who only create another big news to divert the attention of netizens, the team assigned by Mr. Han directly pulled out the black hand behind the scenes and publicly executed him. It was almost time to drink a cup of tea, and the wind of public opinion turned 180 degrees, pointing directly at Tang Yichen.

Tang Yichen's scandals kept being exposed, one after another, there were videos, recordings, and witnesses. Weibo lost hundreds of thousands of fans in an instant. He cooperated, which was tantamount to a fatal blow to him.

And what about Fu Ran?

First, some "passers-by" revealed that he was doing charity, and then someone said that he had done a good job, and then a well-known TV reporter came forward to testify, etc...

In short, Fu Ran is a good-looking, kind and easy-going angel.

Seeing these compliments, Fu Ran blushed, "I'm just so good-looking and so kind."

Assistant Liu was present at that time, he pushed down his glasses and followed suit, "If you put it this way, I really want to be as good-looking and kind as Mr. Fu."

Mr. Han was reading a newspaper, and slowly put down the newspaper when he heard that, Assistant Liu caught a glimpse of Mr. Han's movements from the corner of his eye, and changed his tone calmly: "But I don't deserve it."

Mr. Han picked up the newspaper again.

Fu Ran: "..."

Damn, what kind of fairy subordinate is Assistant Liu? His desire to survive is comparable to that of Mr. Pei.