Dyed

Walking to the parking lot, Mingzheng opened the car door for her, and Luo Wenying stood in front of the passenger seat, "Are you doing this for mr?"

Ming Zheng looked up at her, "You never asked about these things before, at the last moment, I have the right to make decisions."

Luo Wenying nodded, yes, this company is owned by Mingzheng, she has nothing to worry about.

Luo Wenying got in, Mingzheng closed the door and returned to the driver's seat, Luo Wenying opened the window.

It's just that she has been fighting for this project for nearly a month, and in the end she even stayed up all night for several nights in order to catch up with the plan.

It wasn't any other idea, but Mingzheng didn't even give her a chance to try it, so he brushed it off abruptly.

She looked up and saw the sun in mid-air, a bright light shone into her eyes, but her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

Mingzheng saw the disappointment on Luo Wenying's face through the interior rearview mirror. He was not used to explaining to her, and this time was no exception.

Fu Ran, Han Jun and others walked out of the building, and the driver drove the car to the door. Fu Ran didn't speak for a while, and Han Juan glanced at her profile, knowing that things were a little tricky.

Sitting in the car, Fu Ran's face was ashen, and he threw the documents in his hand onto the car seat.

Han Jun's expression was not good either.

"It is logically impossible. I checked carefully last night that there is no mistake."

"Apart from your inspection, has anyone else moved?" Fu Ran asked seriously.

"No," Han Jun deliberately emphasized, "absolutely not."

Fu Ran pressed her fingers between her brows, but didn't speak again.

Recently, to avoid the limelight, Fu Ran has never been to the villa. The man's phone call came in, and Fu Ran was having a headache about it.

Talk to her roughly, the man gave her a set of programs, saying that he could detect abnormalities.

After Fu Ran logged in, there was indeed something wrong. Although the other party hid it well and the specific address and information were not displayed, there were indeed traces of virus tampering.

Fu Ran has lingering fears. From this point of view, all the files in her computer can be changed by others without authorization anytime and anywhere.

Fu Ran remained calm, and closed the computer again.

Standing up and walking to the French windows, Fu Ran folded her arms around her chest and raised her eyes to look at the crescent moon in midair. Before that, she ran a mr and her monthly income was more than enough.

I have never set foot in the business world, and only after I took over Mr. Mr did I realize that the intrigue was too intense, and I really understood what kind of whirlpool Ming Chengyou was in at that time.

Hanhan was sleeping soundly, Fu Ran walked to the bed, and the restlessness in her heart was dispelled.

Fu Ran avoided the media as much as possible, but three days later, the news of Ming Chengyou's death was confirmed. The Ming family held a small press conference. Li Yunling admitted that Ming Chengyou had died of a heart attack for nearly half a year.

For a moment, Ying'an City was in an uproar.

Li Yunling cried bitterly at the press conference, implying that mr is currently in a precarious period, but will be hit hard again, and they have been hiding it for so long, they are all following Fu Ran's meaning.

The stock price of mr has plummeted in the past few days, and all the blame is naturally aimed at Fu Ran.

The news of Ming Chengyou's death may even be known to the grandparents in the small alley. He was originally a famous figure in Ying'an City, but now that he died young, the news spread even faster than the wind speed.

The reporters blocked the gate of Evian Capital.

Li Yunling called more than once, and Fu Ran understood that she still wanted Hanhan, and said bluntly that it was impossible.

Zhao Lan simply moved to Yiyun Capital recently, for fear that Fu Ran and the child would be frightened.

Driving to mr, walking out of the elevator and seeing Secretary Ni looking at her strangely, Fu Ran told her to prepare the materials needed for the meeting quickly.

As soon as I opened the door and walked in, I smelled a light scent of flowers. Although the red roses beside the computer were gaudy in color, they were in full bloom.

Secretary Ni just walked in, and his voice was not salty, "Someone delivered it just now, and I signed for it for you."

Fu Ran picked up the bouquet, but didn't see the business card. She thought that she had a lot of troubles recently, and he probably sent it.

The corners of her lips curled up, and her eyes were slightly moist.

Seeing this, Secretary Ni's face darkened slightly. As expected, the dead are the most pitiful, and the pain of the loved ones is also temporary.

Fu Ran carefully inserted the flowers into the vase.

Leaving the company after get off work, I saw Li Linchen's car again.

Fu Ran rolled down the car window, and Li Linchen leaned against the car door, "Do you still like flowers?"

"You sent it?"

"Otherwise, what do you think?" The man narrowed his shrewd eyes.

Fu Ran didn't get out of the car, "Thank you."

Li Linchen laid his hands on her car window, "Shall we have dinner together?"

"No, I have to go home and take my son."

Li Linchen looked sincerely, "Xiaoran, I thought we could be friends even if we weren't lovers. You deliberately concealed the matter of Ming Sanshao. I know you have difficulties, but don't you make a way out for yourself?"

"Lin Chen, I know what you mean, but I'm not in the mood to think about anything else right now."

Li Linchen seemed to want to see something in Fu Ran's eyes, she looked away, "We'll talk another day, I'll go back first."

Fu Ran stepped on the accelerator, and Li Linchen retreated knowingly.

Thinking of going to buy some clothes for Hanhan, Fu Ran called back after coming out of the mall, and she was relieved when she heard Zhao Lan's voice, feeling a warm current in her heart.

She brought Zhao Lan fried rice before, Zhao Lan liked it very much, and Fu Ran happened to drop by, thinking of going to buy some.

After tossing around for an hour, it was getting dark, Fu Ran parked the car not far away, because it happened to be dinner time, the store she and Ming Chengyou had been to was very busy, and there was no parking space at the door.

She picked up her bag and got out of the driver's seat.

In the bushes next to the park, a figure was squatting. Seeing Fu Ran's figure, she quickly got up to follow.

Fu Ran crossed the road, and she followed. Seeing that Fu Ran was about to enter the store, the woman opened her mouth to shout.

A big palm slammed onto her mouth, "Fu—"

There was a lot of noise in the shop, Fu Ran stopped subconsciously, but she turned around but didn't notice anything unusual.

A car closed the door and sped away. You Yingrui was pressed by the shoulders of two people. She looked around in fear, "Who are you?"

"We've been looking for you for almost half a year."

You Yingrui heard the words and made a rough guess.

"Where is he, take me to see him."

"Okay." The man next to her patted her on the shoulder maliciously, "You let us find it easily, and make up for everything we say."

The car drove more and more to remote places, and You Yingrui's hair stood on end, "What do you want to do?"

"Take you to a good place."

You Yingrui shunned the man's outstretched palm, "Tell him, he still has something in my hand, if you don't want the matter to be exposed, you'd better see me."

The man doesn't seem to believe it.

"When the time comes, don't regret it."

The man in the passenger seat dialed the phone and signaled the driver to turn around after a while.

The meeting place was in a spacious house in the suburbs. Two men pushed her in and guarded the door.

You Yingrui held her sore arm.

The man stood under the light with his back to her.

You Yingrui snorted coldly, but she wasn't as scared as before, "I didn't expect you to be so ruthless."