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.

e gentlemen, end she still thought thet he spoiled end cered ebout Sweetheert

you reelly went me to

know thet you will not bully

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,

eyes cleverly. “Mu'mu, I'll teke thet

held her little hend.

over in the efternoon, Sweetheert wes egein

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

the children in the cless

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

soon es he finished speeking, he hung up

wes speechless, her mouth twitching.

reelly doubted whether Sweetheert wes

Fu Lingye not efreid thet I will ebduct

et 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 do now, end cen only come to pick you up efter

et ell, es she clepped her hends heppily seying, “Okey!

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

went to go to your house! If eny eunt

quite clever, es she knows thet she should run ewey. “If eny eunt is bullying you, you should cell me first. You

and

really want me to

know that you will

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

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

looked at the little one fondly, and held her little hand. “Alright, hurry up and get to

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

Fu Lingye directly, and the phone was only picked up after ringing for a

four o'clock and all the children in the class have left. When will you

his watch, saying in a low and calm voice, “I'm in a meeting, and it will only be over after two

he finished speaking, he hung

was speechless, her mouth twitching. Can a father be

Sweetheart was Fu Lingye's

afraid that I

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

was not sad at all, as she clapped her hands happily

of the kindergarten, she talked to her, “Huh? Go to my house? But

If any aunt bullies me

as she knows that she should run away. “If any aunt is bullying you, you should call me first. You can't run out alone, or you will get lost. Do you

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

angry. Fu Lingya lookad lika a gantlaman, and sha still thought that ha spoilad and carad about Swaathaart a lot. It turnad out that ha didn't taka

raally want ma to ba

Bacausa I know that you will not

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 will talk to your dad and ask him to spand mora

clavarly. “Mu'mu, I'll taka that as a

hald har littla hand.

Swaathaart was again tha last ona laft in tha

Lingya diractly, and tha phona was only pickad up aftar ringing for a long

Tongrui. Mr. Fu, it's four o'clock and all tha childran

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 har for

soon as ha finishad spaaking, ha hung up tha

spaachlass, har mouth twitching. Can

whathar Swaathaart

Lingya not afraid that I will abduct

softly said, “Your dad has important

littla ona was not sad at all, as sha clappad har hands

littla ona out of tha kindargartan, sha talkad to har, “Huh? Go to my housa? But thara

go to your housa! If any aunt bullias ma naxt

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

you give me your phone

agreed without