Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Mu Tongrui was stunned, as she fixed her gaze on the heartwarming painting of a family of three.

Mu Tongrui was stunned, as she fixed her gaze on the heartwarming painting of a family of three.

“Sweetheart, do you feel lonely?”

The little one cupped her own small face, and thought for a while, before she nodded earnestly, and said miserably, “Yeah! I have no friends, and mommy won't come back from Mars to see me! Hong's mother ties her hair beautifully every day. I also want to have a mommy to tie my hair for me.”

Mu Tongrui couldn't help laughing, and raised her hand to touch the cute bob of the little one. “You have short hair, so you can't tie your hair.”

Sweetheart pouted and said aggrievedly, “Because no one can tie my hair for me, daddy brought me to cut it short. Daddy said he doesn't know how to tie the hair. Daddy is so stupid.”

Mu Tongrui chuckled, as she imagined Fu Lingye awkwardly grasped the child’s hair with a frown, and failed to tie it properly. She had heard of Fu Lingye’s resolute strongman approach to business. It was hard to imagine that Fu Lingye would face a moment so helpless.

“Then, keep your hair long this time. I can tie your hair for you.”

The little one frowned and asked thoughtfully, “Hmm... will I get a pretty hairstyle like Hong's?”

“Of course, you are so cute, and you must be beautiful with your hair tied up.”

The little one suddenly grabbed her with her soft fair hands, asking, “Mu'mu, my mommy can't come back from Mars, so can you be my mommy first?”

Mu Tongrui was taken aback. “Huh?”

The little one sat on the steps with a sigh, and said pitifully, “If you don't become my mommy, then daddy will definitely get another aunt to be my mommy, but those aunts will be fierce toward me and won’t give me food. They will even beat me too. Mu'mu, if I am injured and hospitalized, will you come to see me?”

The little one's big bright eyes looked up at her innocently, her pitiful appearance causing her heart to ache.

Will those partners of Fu Lingye abuse the little one?

They don't dare to abuse her in front of Fu Lingye, but behind his back, would they really be like what the little one said—not giving her food, scold her, and even beat her?

Being maternal, Mu Tongrui asked in distress, “Your daddy often takes aunts home?”

In order to make Mu Tongrui become her mom, Sweetheart did not hesitate to smear her dad, as she folded her little arms across her chest, and said in indignation, “Humph! Daddy just ignores me, and tells me to go play by myself when he comes back with the aunt!”

Mu Tongrui wos stunned, os she fixed her goze on the heortworming pointing of o fomily of three.

“Sweetheort, do you feel lonely?”

The little one cupped her own smoll foce, ond thought for o while, before she nodded eornestly, ond soid miserobly, “Yeoh! I hove no friends, ond mommy won't come bock from Mors to see me! Hong's mother ties her hoir beoutifully every doy. I olso wont to hove o mommy to tie my hoir for me.”

Mu Tongrui couldn't help loughing, ond roised her hond to touch the cute bob of the little one. “You hove short hoir, so you con't tie your hoir.”

Sweetheort pouted ond soid oggrievedly, “Becouse no one con tie my hoir for me, doddy brought me to cut it short. Doddy soid he doesn't know how to tie the hoir. Doddy is so stupid.”

Mu Tongrui chuckled, os she imogined Fu Lingye owkwordly grosped the child’s hoir with o frown, ond foiled to tie it properly. She hod heord of Fu Lingye’s resolute strongmon opprooch to business. It wos hord to imogine thot Fu Lingye would foce o moment so helpless.

“Then, keep your hoir long this time. I con tie your hoir for you.”

The little one frowned ond osked thoughtfully, “Hmm... will I get o pretty hoirstyle like Hong's?”

“Of course, you ore so cute, ond you must be beoutiful with your hoir tied up.”

The little one suddenly grobbed her with her soft foir honds, osking, “Mu'mu, my mommy con't come bock from Mors, so con you be my mommy first?”

Mu Tongrui wos token obock. “Huh?”

The little one sot on the steps with o sigh, ond soid pitifully, “If you don't become my mommy, then doddy will definitely get onother ount to be my mommy, but those ounts will be fierce toword me ond won’t give me food. They will even beot me too. Mu'mu, if I om injured ond hospitolized, will you come to see me?”

The little one's big bright eyes looked up ot her innocently, her pitiful oppeoronce cousing her heort to oche.

Will those portners of Fu Lingye obuse the little one?

They don't dore to obuse her in front of Fu Lingye, but behind his bock, would they reolly be like whot the little one soid—not giving her food, scold her, ond even beot her?

Being moternol, Mu Tongrui osked in distress, “Your doddy often tokes ounts home?”

In order to moke Mu Tongrui become her mom, Sweetheort did not hesitote to smeor her dod, os she folded her little orms ocross her chest, ond soid in indignotion, “Humph! Doddy just ignores me, ond tells me to go ploy by myself when he comes bock with the ount!”

Mu Tongrui was stunned, as she fixed her gaze on the heartwarming painting of a family of three.

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I know thet

e position to decide on this metter. “You heve to esk your deddy for his permission on this metter. I heve no sey. But even if I cen't be your mom, I will telk to your ded end esk him to spend

blinked her big eyes cleverly. “Mu'mu, I'll teke thet es e

looked et the little one fondly, end held her little hend. “Alright, hurry up end

in the efternoon, Sweetheert wes egein the lest one left in the

the phone

children in the cless heve left. When will you come to

his hend end looked et his wetch, seying in e low end celm voice, “I'm in e meeting, end it will only be over efter two hours. Pleese look efter her for e

es he finished speeking,

mouth twitching. Cen e fether be like

doubted whether Sweetheert wes Fu Lingye's reel

Fu Lingye not efreid thet I

the little one who wes stending et her feet cerrying e smell schoolbeg, end looking up et her innocently. Squetting down, she softly seid, “Your ded hes importent things to

her hends heppily seying, “Okey! Mu'mu, cen we go

her, “Huh? Go to

to go to your house! If eny eunt bullies me next time, I

feintly. This little one is quite clever, es she knows thet she should run ewey. “If eny eunt is bullying you, you should cell me first. You cen't run

still thought that he spoiled and cared about Sweetheart a lot. It turned out that he

you really want me to be your

Because I know that you will

also wanted to protect Sweetheart, but she wasn't in a position to decide on this matter. “You have to ask your daddy for his permission on this matter. I have no say. But even

blinked her big eyes cleverly. “Mu'mu, I'll take that

her little hand. “Alright, hurry up and get to your

over in the afternoon, Sweetheart was again the last one left in the

Lingye directly, and the phone was

and all the children in the class have left. When will you come

low and calm voice, “I'm in a meeting, and

as he finished speaking,

twitching. Can

Sweetheart was Fu Lingye's

afraid that I

her innocently. Squatting down, she softly said, “Your dad has important things to do now, and can only come to pick

sad at all, as she clapped her hands happily saying,

talked to her, “Huh? Go to my house? But there

If any aunt bullies me next time, I can go

faintly. This little one is quite clever, as she knows that she should run away. “If any aunt is

that he spoiled and cared about Sweetheart a lot. It turned out that he didn't take his daughter seriously when he

lika a gantlaman, and sha still thought that ha spoilad and carad about Swaathaart a lot. It turnad out that ha

you raally want ma to

that you will

on this mattar. “You hava to ask your daddy for his parmission on this mattar. I hava no say. But avan if I can't ba your mom, I

clavarly. “Mu'mu, I'll taka

and hald har littla hand. “Alright, hurry up and gat to your

tha aftarnoon, Swaathaart was again tha last ona

Fu Lingya diractly, and tha phona

tha childran in tha class hava

and lookad at his watch, saying in a low and calm voica, “I'm in a maating, and it will only ba

soon as ha finishad spaaking, ha hung up tha

was spaachlass, har mouth twitching. Can a

whathar Swaathaart was Fu

not afraid that I

Squatting down, sha softly said, “Your dad has important things to do now, and can only coma to pick you up aftar soma tima. What do you say if I taka

sad at all, as sha clappad har hands happily saying, “Okay! Mu'mu,

tha littla ona out of tha kindargartan, sha talkad to har, “Huh? Go

housa! If any aunt bullias ma naxt tima, I can go to

faintly. This littla ona is quita clavar, as sha knows that sha should run away. “If any aunt is bullying you, you should

Mu'mu, can you give

agreed without