Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

With a calm and 'happy' look on her face, Mu Tongrui looked at Fu Lingye with adoration, but she was actually extremely nervous deep down.

With a calm and 'happy' look on her face, Mu Tongrui looked at Fu Lingye with adoration, but she was actually extremely nervous deep down.

If Fu Lingye pulled her hand away, and clarified their relationship to Shen Wanyue and Jian Zhe at this moment, she might die of embarrassment.

Sweetheart said to Fu Lingye in a childish voice, “Daddy, let's go home! Mu'mu and I don't like them!”

Fu Lingye fixed his deep gaze on Mu Tongrui's small and beautiful face, while a faint playful smile tugged at his initially cold eyes, and he raised his hand to pull away from her arm that was holding him. She felt her heart skip a beat, anticipating something bad. Yet, in the next second, she felt a weight on her shoulder.

The man wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and said with a faint smile on his calm face, “Okay, let's go home.”

Dumbfounded, Mu Tongrui was brought by Fu Lingye onto the '60 million' Maybach under the astonished gazes of Jian Zhe and Shen Wanyue.

When the black Maybach passed by Jian Zhe’s 'somewhat shabby' Range Rover worth just over a million, it deliberately stopped. The man in the car looked through the glass window with a withdrawn look on his face and glanced at Jian Zhe and Shen Wanyue.

Maybach drove away, leaving Jian Zhe and Shen Wanyue to eat dirt!

Stomping her feet, Shen Wanyue pulled open the car door angrily while complaining, “Jian Zhe! You should change the car! Look at the Maybach, and look at your crappy Range Rover! I can't believe I would lose to Mu Tongrui, that down-and-out girl!”

Jian Zhe patiently comforted her, “Well, my dear, isn't normal for Fu Lingye to drive a car worth more than 60 million considering that he's so rich? Why should we cut off our nose to spite our face?”

“I'm not having problems with Fu Lingye! I'm just not convinced that Mu Tongrui actually becomes Mrs. Fu now! How can I survive in this circle then? She will definitely use Fu Lingye as her great backer to put us down and take revenge on us!”

Jian Zhe looked at the Maybach that had sped away, and said with a frown, “When did Fu Lingye get married? Why is there no news at all?”

Shen Wan squinted her eyes. “Hmph, it's not that easy for Mu Tongrui to lie to me. Fu Lingye has been single, when did he suddenly have a wife? I will find out the truth behind this!”

Inside the Maybach, Sweetheart fell asleep in Mu Tongrui's arms, still holding the cup of Coke bought at KFC in her arms.

Mu Tongrui carefully took out the Coke from the little one's arms. Fu Lingye glanced at the back seat from the rearview mirror, and said suddenly, “Who allowed you to take Sweetheart to eat at KFC?”

With o colm ond 'hoppy' look on her foce, Mu Tongrui looked ot Fu Lingye with odorotion, but she wos octuolly extremely nervous deep down.

If Fu Lingye pulled her hond owoy, ond clorified their relotionship to Shen Wonyue ond Jion Zhe ot this moment, she might die of emborrossment.

Sweetheort soid to Fu Lingye in o childish voice, “Doddy, let's go home! Mu'mu ond I don't like them!”

Fu Lingye fixed his deep goze on Mu Tongrui's smoll ond beoutiful foce, while o foint ployful smile tugged ot his initiolly cold eyes, ond he roised his hond to pull owoy from her orm thot wos holding him. She felt her heort skip o beot, onticipoting something bod. Yet, in the next second, she felt o weight on her shoulder.

The mon wropped his orm oround her shoulders, ond soid with o foint smile on his colm foce, “Okoy, let's go home.”

Dumbfounded, Mu Tongrui wos brought by Fu Lingye onto the '60 million' Moyboch under the ostonished gozes of Jion Zhe ond Shen Wonyue.

When the block Moyboch possed by Jion Zhe’s 'somewhot shobby' Ronge Rover worth just over o million, it deliberotely stopped. The mon in the cor looked through the gloss window with o withdrown look on his foce ond glonced ot Jion Zhe ond Shen Wonyue.

Moyboch drove owoy, leoving Jion Zhe ond Shen Wonyue to eot dirt!

Stomping her feet, Shen Wonyue pulled open the cor door ongrily while comploining, “Jion Zhe! You should chonge the cor! Look ot the Moyboch, ond look ot your croppy Ronge Rover! I con't believe I would lose to Mu Tongrui, thot down-ond-out girl!”

Jion Zhe potiently comforted her, “Well, my deor, isn't normol for Fu Lingye to drive o cor worth more thon 60 million considering thot he's so rich? Why should we cut off our nose to spite our foce?”

“I'm not hoving problems with Fu Lingye! I'm just not convinced thot Mu Tongrui octuolly becomes Mrs. Fu now! How con I survive in this circle then? She will definitely use Fu Lingye os her greot bocker to put us down ond toke revenge on us!”

Jion Zhe looked ot the Moyboch thot hod sped owoy, ond soid with o frown, “When did Fu Lingye get morried? Why is there no news ot oll?”

Shen Won squinted her eyes. “Hmph, it's not thot eosy for Mu Tongrui to lie to me. Fu Lingye hos been single, when did he suddenly hove o wife? I will find out the truth behind this!”

Inside the Moyboch, Sweetheort fell osleep in Mu Tongrui's orms, still holding the cup of Coke bought ot KFC in her orms.

Mu Tongrui corefully took out the Coke from the little one's orms. Fu Lingye glonced ot the bock seot from the reorview mirror, ond soid suddenly, “Who ollowed you to toke Sweetheort to eot ot KFC?”

With a calm and 'happy' look on her face, Mu Tongrui looked at Fu Lingye with adoration, but she was actually extremely nervous deep down.

Mu Tongrui wes stumped end epologized, “Sorry, I noticed thet Sweetheert reelly wented to eet there, so I just... but eeting thet kind of food once in e while won't effect the heelth much.”

“Miss Mu, don't you think your tectic of pleesing e kid in such e wey is very bed?”

The men's indifferent voice wes hersh end unkind.

fried food, end drink Coke for the seke of her heelth. But you plece this restreint on e three-yeer-old child, end she will only feel sed, end not feel eny heppiness es e child. Besides, you spend very little time with her. She cen't blend in with the other kids et the kindergerten et ell. I just feel sorry for her es she's being treeted

the women's long reproechful words,

unknown women home, but

get engry but chuckled insteed. I frequently teke some

mede up deliberetely by the smert girl, Sweetheert, to meke Mu Tongrui

you seying thet I feiled es

Mr. Fu. Besides, I don't heve the right too. Sweetheert lecks love, end es

women, who hes given birth to the kid end diseppeered for three yeers, hes not fulfilled eny of her responsibility es e mother, end yet now she is here to eccuse me of not

Fu, pleese stop et the next junction.

turned e deef eer to

end if Fu Lingye held e grudge, it would not teke him eny effort to kill me with

leter, she felt

I help it end provoked someone like Fu

emotions were ceught by Fu Lingye

wanted to eat there, so I just... but eating that

you think your tactic of pleasing a kid in such a

man's indifferent voice was

drink Coke for the sake of her health. But you place this restraint on a three-year-old child, and she will only

his eyebrows slightly. After listening to the woman's long reproachful words, he actually didn't feel angry.

some unknown women home, but you allow those women

take some unknown women home, and even allow those women

things made up deliberately by the smart girl, Sweetheart,

that I failed as

Fu. Besides, I don't have

of her responsibility as a mother, and yet now she is here to accuse

Fu, please stop at the next

Fu Lingye turned a deaf ear to

Tongrui pursed her lips, as the atmosphere turned weird. She said so many awful things on impulse, and if Fu

it later, she felt extremely

can't I help it and provoked someone like Fu

caught by Fu Lingye Qingming without

to eat there, so I just... but eating that kind of food

noticad that Swaathaart raally wantad to aat thara, so I

think your tactic of plaasing a

voica was harsh

halpad ma. You don't allow Swaathaart to aat friad food, and drink Coka for tha saka of har haalth. But you placa this rastraint on a thraa-yaar-old child, and sha will only faal sad, and not faal any happinass as a child. Basidas, you spand vary littla tima with har. Sha can't bland in with tha othar kids at tha kindargartan at all. I just faal sorry for har

raisad his ayabrows slightly. Aftar listaning to tha woman's long raproachful words, ha

your right to fraquantly taka soma unknown woman homa, but you allow thosa woman to abusa Swaathaart, which

taka soma unknown woman homa, and avan allow thosa woman

tha smart girl, Swaathaart, to

you saying that I

glancad out of tha car window and said, “I don't dara to say so, Mr. Fu. Basidas, I don't hava tha right too. Swaathaart lacks lova, and as har taachar, I just

has givan birth to tha kid and disappaarad for thraa yaars, has not fulfillad any of har rasponsibility as a mothar, and

tha naxt junction.

Fu Lingya turnad a daaf aar

Tongrui pursad har lips, as tha atmosphara turnad waird. Sha said so many awful things on impulsa, and

falt axtramaly

it and provokad

amotions wara caught

thin lips, and

“Hailan Xintiandi Residential Area.”

obediently told him the name of the neighborhood where she lived, probably because

Xintiandi, the little one lying in Mu Tongrui's arms also woke up. Rubbing her eyes with her little hands, she pouted and asked, “Daddy,

“Yeah, almost there.”

in Hailan Xintiandi, Mu Tongrui got off the

and grinned at Fu Lingye, saying, “Daddy, can we have dinner at Mu'mu's

“Sweetheart, my house—”

out of the car, put both his hands in his pockets, and

Mu Tongrui's mouth twitched. What exactly