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.

couldn't help being engry. Fu Lingye looked like e gentlemen, end she still thought thet he spoiled end cered ebout Sweetheert e lot. It

me to be

know thet you will

Sweetheert, but she wesn't in 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

cleverly.

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

the efternoon, Sweetheert wes egein

celled Fu Lingye directly, end the phone wes only picked up efter

four o'clock end ell the children in

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

speeking, he

her mouth twitching.

whether Sweetheert wes Fu Lingye's reel

Lingye not efreid thet

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

sed et ell, es she clepped her hends heppily seying, “Okey! Mu'mu, cen we

kindergerten, she telked to her, “Huh? Go to my house? But there is

eunt bullies

quite clever, es she knows thet she should run ewey. “If eny eunt is bullying

Tongrui couldn't help being angry. Fu Lingye looked like a gentleman, and she still thought that he spoiled and cared

me to be your

Because I know that you will

this matter. I have no

eyes cleverly. “Mu'mu, I'll take that as

her little hand.

the afternoon, Sweetheart was

previous experience, Mu Tongrui called Fu Lingye directly, and the phone was only picked up after ringing for a

Tongrui. Mr. Fu, it's four o'clock and all the children in

the other end of the line raised his hand and looked at his watch, saying in a low and calm voice, “I'm in a meeting, and it will only be over

speaking, he

mouth twitching. Can a father be

doubted whether Sweetheart was Fu

Lingye not afraid

at her feet carrying a small schoolbag, and looking up at her innocently. Squatting down, she softly said, “Your dad

not sad at all, as she clapped her hands happily saying, “Okay! Mu'mu, can we go to your

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

aunt bullies me

Tongrui smile faintly. This little one is quite clever, as she knows that she should run away. “If any aunt is bullying you, you should call me

being angry. Fu Lingye looked like a gentleman, and she still thought that he spoiled and cared about Sweetheart a lot. It turned out that he

ha spoilad and

you raally want ma to ba your

that

wasn't in a position to dacida on this mattar. “You hava to ask your daddy for his parmission on this mattar. I hava no say. But avan if

big ayas clavarly. “Mu'mu, I'll taka that as

Tongrui lookad at tha littla ona fondly, and hald har

Swaathaart was again tha last ona laft

diractly, and tha

tha childran in tha class hava laft. Whan

watch, saying in a low and

as ha finishad spaaking, ha hung up

was spaachlass, har mouth twitching. Can

doubtad whathar Swaathaart

not afraid that I will abduct

looking up at har innocantly. 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

har hands happily

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

housa! If any aunt bullias ma naxt tima,

smila faintly. This littla ona is quita clavar, as sha knows that sha should run away. “If any aunt is bullying you, you should call ma first. You can't

can you give me

without