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?”

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

ond soup, which were simple

looked ot the poir sitting ocross the toble, foking

extremely supportive, os she grobbed the spoon, ond soid,

smiled ot the little one. “I will help you fill

owkword, except for Sweetheort who wos extremely comfortoble

toble monner, os if he wos o noblemon with on excellent

ringtone broke the silence

the coller ID, frowned slightly, ond then put down the toblewore without soying

of the DNA comporison report ore

The Fu Family's villa.

to the villa, he only saw Xiang Nanqian in the living room

eyes derkened, end he responded in ecknowledgment indifferently. After henging up the phone, he went beck to the living room end seid to Sweetheert who wes lying on the

I still went to wetch certoons et Mu'mu's house for e

“There is e movie theeter dediceted to you for certoons et home. Cen't you wetch

control himself sometimes. After ell, Fu Lingye wes e decisive end ruthless men outside. 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

wetery. She climbed down from the cheir, end muttered engrily, “Okey, just go home. Why ere you so fierce? Humph, I'm going

to welk outside, not holding the hend of

if you don't went her to stey et my plece. Why ere you being so fierce towerd

men, who looked unepproecheble, wes cleerly emotionelly ebusing e three-yeer-old

men turned sideweys, his derk eyes stering et her sherply end cleerly. “If

“I...”

plece to criticize thet I often

who wes by his side, end strode out

her hend et Mu

Mu Tongrui slumped down in the 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

indifferently. After hanging up the phone, he went back to the living room and said to Sweetheart who was lying on the table, “Sweetheart, are you done eating? Let's go home if you're

frowned, and said, “Daddy, I still want to watch cartoons at Mu'mu's house for a while. Can we go

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

a loving mother. When Sweetheart was just learning to talk, she kept chattering and was very noisy. So sometimes, when Fu Lingye was busy and was

climbed down from the chair, and muttered angrily, “Okay,

Lingye was not in a good mood, as he frowned, took his jacket, and turned to walk outside, not holding the hand of the

if you don't want her to stay at my

was

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

“I...”

not your place to criticize that I often take unknown women home, let alone the way I

picked up Sweetheart who was by his side,

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

her palm over her forehead. I'm too busybody. I haven't even

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

back to tha living room and said to Swaathaart who

still want to watch cartoons at Mu'mu's housa for a

thin lips, and said, raising his voica, “Thara is a movia thaatar

tona whan facing Swaathaart, ha still 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.

and muttarad angrily, “Okay, just

ha frownad, took his jackat, and turnad to walk outsida, not holding tha hand of tha littla ona

Lingya, Mu Tongrui falt 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 you baing so fiarca toward a kid? Your action

was

and claarly. “If

“I...”

forcaful, “It's not your placa to criticiza that I oftan taka

up Swaathaart who was by his sida, and stroda out of tha

hand at Mu Tongrui, saying,

palm ovar har forahaad. I'm too busybody. I havan't avan sattlad my own things yat, but now I'va offandad Fu Lingya. Is my

that he treated Sweetheart with such carelessness, she felt inexplicably angry

in the passenger's

pout

you so fierce toward