Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

The black Maybach drove past two rows of tall Chinese parasol trees through the shade, and all the way into the Fu's mansion.

The Fu's villa, shrouded in darkness, looked even more solemn and majestic.

Fu Lingye had just walked in from outside the house when he saw Fu Zhengyuan sitting on the sofa in the living room, and greeted him politely, “Dad.”

Fu Zhengyuan held the top of his walking stick with his big old hand, and snorted coldly. “If you really think of me as your dad, hurry up and get a wife for yourself, and a mother for Sweetheart! Don't make me wait until I die!”

In the past three years, Fu Zhengyuan’s biggest complaint against him was that he didn't get a girlfriend and get married. These days, the frequency of the old man's urging him to get married was also increasing.

Fu Lingye dealt with it calmly. “I don't have any opinion on the daughters of Qian, Zhao, Li and Sun you introduced to me. Any of them is the same to me, but you know, Sweetheart doesn't like any of those aunts at all.”

Old Master Fu thumped the walking stick on the ground hard, saying angrily, “Fu Lingye, do you think I can't tell that you are using Sweetheart as your excuse?”

Fu Lingye put one hand in his pocket, looking indifferent and composed. “Dad, if there is nothing else, I'm going upstairs to see Sweetheart.”

“Stop right there!”

Old Master Fu got up and paced over with the walking stick. “Since Sweetheart doesn't like those aunts, then you should get her biological mother back! Do you think you can really fool me? Why are you raising a three-year-old child when you're unmarried? Sweetheart is growing up day by day, and the outside world will be aware of her existence. Do you want others to think that my granddaughter, and your daughter is an illegitimate daughter?!”

Fu Lingye stared at the stairs below his feet, and his sharp black eyes darkened slightly.

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top of the walking stick, Fu Zhengyuan said coldly, “You better don't let

and pushed open the children's room closest to his bedroom. Under the warm orange light, a fair-skinned, cute and delicate-looking toddler was sitting on the bed, reading a picture book in her little hand. The chill in the man's eyes melted away, and was replaced with warmth and affection.

the bed with bare feet. Fu Lingye was afraid that the little one would fall, so he strode over, caught the little one who jumped into his arms, and held

curved, saying in her childish voice, “Daddy, I'm waiting

kissed her daughter's fair cheek, and said softly, “Of course I miss you, but I have to

one pouted, and said with a frown, “I can skip meals, snacks, and milk. So, can you accompany me more, daddy? My friends in kindergarten have fathers and mothers, but I'm always sent to school by

“How can you grow taller if you don't eat and drink milk? Be

into two small crescents, as she happily wrapped her tiny arms around Fu Lingye's neck. “Daddy, don't

around on his thighs with her little feet, and stretched out her little finger to make a pinky promise with him. “It's

his long finger with his daughter's short finger. “Okay,

rolled up on her arm, revealing a conspicuous red bruise on her little arm. Fu

down in Fu Lingye’s arms, and said unhappily, “Every day, grandpa sends me

“So,

slightly loosened. “So, you

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dark eyes grew darker. “Do