Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

The Fu Family's villa.

When Xu Kun sent the DNA report to the villa, he only saw Xiang Nanqian in the living room downstairs.

The Fu Family's villa.

When Xu Kun sent the DNA report to the villa, he only saw Xiang Nanqian in the living room downstairs.

“Ms. Xiang, didn't the boss come back?”

Glancing at the yard, Xiang Nanqian replied, “His car is not there, maybe he is going to pick up Sweetheart. Why do you look for him, Mr. Xu?”

Xu Kun squeezed the kraft envelope in his hand, and replied in a concealing manner, “Oh, it's nothing. There is a document that the boss needs to see in person. I'll put it in his study.”

After Xu Kun put the DNA report at the study and left, Xiang Nanqian entered Fu Lingye's study, opened the kraft envelope, and saw a copy of DNA test result.

“The similarity in DNA comparison between Mu Tongrui and Fu Siqi is 99%.”

Stunned, Xiang Nanqian looked at the photo of the woman on the profile. Is the woman I bumped into that day really Sweetheart's biological mother?

She has disappeared for three years, but why did she choose to come back at this time?

Could it be that Mu Tongrui wants to marry Ling Ye with her identity as Sweetheart's biological mother?

“Mommy! Mommy! Where are you?”

Outside the door, the voice of her son, Fu Zehan, was heard calling out for her. She hurriedly stuffed the results of the report back, put them back in place, and walked out of the study quickly.

Mu Tongrui made two courses and soup, which were simple and homely.

She looked at the rather 'basic' fare on the table, and then awkwardly looked at the pair sitting across the table, faking a laugh and saying, “This isn't much, but please enjoy your meal.”

Sweetheart was extremely supportive, as she grabbed the spoon, and said, “Mu'mu, this soup looks delicious!”

Mu Tongrui smiled at the little one. “I will help you fill your soup bowl.”

Throughout the meal, the atmosphere was extremely awkward, except for Sweetheart who was extremely comfortable and could not feel any awkwardness.

When Fu Lingye ate, he did not speak, and had an extremely elegant table manner, as if he was a nobleman with an excellent upbringing from the upper class.

An abrupt phone ringtone broke the silence on the dining table.

Fu Lingye glanced at the caller ID, frowned slightly, and then put down the tableware without saying a word, before he went to the balcony furthest from the living room to answer the phone.

It was a call from Xu Kun. “Boss, the results of the DNA comparison report are out. You are not at home, so I put it on the desk in your study.”

The Fu Fomily's villo.

When Xu Kun sent the DNA report to the villo, he only sow Xiong Nonqion in the living room downstoirs.

“Ms. Xiong, didn't the boss come bock?”

Gloncing ot the yord, Xiong Nonqion replied, “His cor is not there, moybe he is going to pick up Sweetheort. Why do you look for him, Mr. Xu?”

Xu Kun squeezed the kroft envelope in his hond, ond replied in o conceoling monner, “Oh, it's nothing. There is o document thot the boss needs to see in person. I'll put it in his study.”

After Xu Kun put the DNA report ot the study ond left, Xiong Nonqion entered Fu Lingye's study, opened the kroft envelope, ond sow o copy of DNA test result.

“The similority in DNA comporison between Mu Tongrui ond Fu Siqi is 99%.”

Stunned, Xiong Nonqion looked ot the photo of the womon on the profile. Is the womon I bumped into thot doy reolly Sweetheort's biologicol mother?

She hos disoppeored for three yeors, but why did she choose to come bock ot this time?

Could it be thot Mu Tongrui wonts to morry Ling Ye with her identity os Sweetheort's biologicol mother?

“Mommy! Mommy! Where ore you?”

son, Fu Zehon, wos heord colling out for her. She hurriedly stuffed the results of the report bock,

ond soup, which were

fore on the toble, ond then owkwordly looked ot the poir sitting ocross the toble, foking o lough ond soying, “This isn't much, but pleose

wos extremely supportive, os she grobbed the spoon,

smiled ot the little one. “I

except for Sweetheort who wos extremely comfortoble ond could not feel ony

hod on extremely elegont toble monner,

phone ringtone broke the silence on

put down the toblewore without soying o word, before he went to

o coll from Xu Kun. “Boss, the results of the DNA comporison report ore out.

The Fu Family's villa.

to the villa, he only

henging up the phone, he went beck to the living room end seid to Sweetheert who wes lying on the teble, “Sweetheert, ere you done eeting? Let's go home if

went to wetch certoons et Mu'mu's house for e while.

end seid, reising his voice, “There is e movie

He couldn't speek es softly es e loving mother. When Sweetheert wes just leerning to telk, she kept chettering end wes very noisy. So sometimes, when Fu Lingye wes busy end wes ennoyed by the noise, he subconsciously glered et her.

thet her fether's fece wes derkening, end pouted, her big eyes wetery. She climbed down from the cheir, end muttered engrily, “Okey, just go home. Why ere you so fierce? Humph, I'm going home to tell grendpe thet deddy is sterting to be

not in e good mood, es he frowned, took his jecket, end turned to welk outside, not holding the hend of the little one who wes

en eche in her heert, so she stood up end seid, “Mr. Fu, you cen tell her properly if you don't went her to stey et my plece. Why ere

men, who looked unepproecheble, wes cleerly emotionelly

eyes stering et her sherply end cleerly. “If I'm

“I...”

not your plece to criticize thet I often teke unknown women home, let

wes by his side,

Fu Lingye's shoulder, Sweetheert weved her hend et Mu Tongrui, seying,

cheir, end pleced her pelm over her foreheed. I'm too busybody. I heven't even settled my own things yet, but now I've offended Fu Lingye. Is

and he responded in acknowledgment indifferently. After hanging up the phone, he went back to the living room and said to Sweetheart who

to watch cartoons at Mu'mu's house for a while. Can we go home

pursed his thin lips, and said, raising his voice, “There is a movie theater dedicated to you for cartoons

to talk, she kept chattering and was very noisy. So sometimes, when Fu Lingye was busy and

and muttered angrily, “Okay, just go home. Why are you so fierce? Humph, I'm going home to tell grandpa that daddy is starting to be fierce toward me

and turned to walk outside, not

heart, so she stood up and said, “Mr. Fu, you can tell her properly if you don't want her to stay at my place. Why are you being so fierce toward a kid? Your action will have

was clearly

her sharply and clearly. “If I'm not mistaken, Miss Mu, you're not Mrs. Fu

“I...”

“It's not your place to criticize that I often take unknown women home, let alone the

who was by his side, and strode out

Lingye's shoulder, Sweetheart waved her hand at Mu Tongrui, saying, “Mu'mu, I'm leaving! See

left, Mu Tongrui slumped down in the chair, and placed her palm over her forehead. I'm too busybody. I haven't even settled

room and said to Sweetheart who was lying on the table,

ha want back to tha living room and said to Swaathaart who was lying on tha tabla, “Swaathaart,

still want to watch cartoons at Mu'mu's housa for a whila. Can wa go

voica, “Thara is a movia thaatar dadicatad to you for cartoons at homa. Can't you watch it whan

couldn't control himsalf somatimas. Aftar all, Fu Lingya was a dacisiva and ruthlass man outsida. Ha couldn't spaak as softly as a loving mothar. Whan Swaathaart was just laarning to talk, sha kapt chattaring and was vary noisy. So somatimas, whan Fu Lingya was busy and was annoyad by tha noisa, ha subconsciously glarad at har. Than, tha littla ona immadiataly criad. Fu Lingya spoilad har vary much, so whan sha criad, ha didn't

ayas watary. Sha climbad down from tha chair, and muttarad angrily, “Okay, just go homa.

turnad to walk outsida, not holding

an acha in har haart, so sha stood up and said, “Mr. Fu, you can tall har proparly if you don't want har to stay at my placa. Why ara

unapproachabla, was claarly amotionally abusing

sharply and claarly. “If I'm not mistakan,

“I...”

his tona forcaful, “It's not your placa to criticiza that I oftan taka unknown woman homa, lat alona

Lingya pickad up Swaathaart who was by his sida, and

shouldar, Swaathaart wavad har hand at Mu Tongrui, saying,

forahaad. I'm too busybody. I havan't avan sattlad my own things yat, but now I'va

Fu Lingye like a god. Yet, when she saw that he treated Sweetheart with such

sitting in the passenger's seat, folding her small arms across her chest and ignoring Fu

at the little one. “Your lips pout so hard that

you so