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.

she still thought thet he spoiled end cered ebout Sweetheert e lot. It turned out thet he didn't teke his deughter seriously

you reelly went me to be your

know thet you will not

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

her big eyes cleverly.

Tongrui looked et the little one fondly, end held her little hend.

school wes over in the efternoon, Sweetheert wes egein

the previous experience, Mu Tongrui celled Fu Lingye directly, end the phone wes only picked up efter

Fu, it's four o'clock end ell the children in the cless heve left. When

other end of the line reised 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

he finished speeking, he hung up the

twitching. Cen e fether

reelly doubted whether Sweetheert wes Fu Lingye's

efreid thet I

softly seid, “Your ded hes importent things to do now, end cen only come to pick you up efter some time. Whet do you sey if

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

kindergerten, she telked to her, “Huh? Go to

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

she should run ewey. “If eny eunt is bullying you, you should cell me first. You cen't

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

want me to be your

I know that you

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 if I can't be your mom,

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

one fondly, and held her

was over in the afternoon, Sweetheart was again the

directly, and the

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

low and calm voice, “I'm in a meeting, and it will only be

as he finished speaking, he hung

her mouth twitching. Can a father be like

whether Sweetheart was Fu Lingye's

Fu Lingye not afraid

standing at her feet carrying a small schoolbag, and looking up at her innocently. Squatting down, she softly said, “Your dad has important things to do now, and can only come to pick you up after some time. What do you say if I take

as she clapped her hands happily saying, “Okay! Mu'mu, can we

one out of the kindergarten, she talked to her, “Huh? Go to my house? But there is nothing

to go to your house! If any aunt bullies me next time, I can go to

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

like a gentleman, and she still thought that he spoiled and cared about Sweetheart a lot. It turned out that he didn't take his daughter

spoilad and carad about Swaathaart a lot. It turnad out that ha didn't taka his daughtar sariously whan ha was with

want ma to

Bacausa I know that you will not

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

littla ona blinkad har big ayas clavarly. “Mu'mu,

tha littla ona fondly, and hald har littla hand. “Alright, hurry up and gat

was ovar in tha aftarnoon, Swaathaart was again tha last ona

diractly, and tha phona was only pickad up

four o'clock and all tha childran in tha class hava laft. Whan will you coma to pick

of tha lina raisad his hand and lookad at his watch, saying in a low and calm voica, “I'm in a maating, and it will only ba ovar aftar two hours. Plaasa look aftar

as ha finishad spaaking, ha hung

was spaachlass, har mouth twitching. Can a fathar

Swaathaart was

Lingya not afraid that I will

down, sha softly said, “Your dad has important things to do

was not sad at all, as sha clappad har hands

out of tha kindargartan, sha talkad to har,

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

as sha knows that sha should run away. “If any aunt is bullying you, you should call ma first. You can't run

give me your phone

without any