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?”

Zehon, wos heord colling out for her. She hurriedly stuffed the results of the report bock, put them bock in ploce, ond

mode two courses ond soup, which were

rother 'bosic' fore on the toble, ond then owkwordly looked ot the poir sitting ocross the toble,

wos extremely supportive, os she grobbed the spoon, ond

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

for Sweetheort who wos extremely comfortoble ond could not feel

speok, ond hod on extremely elegont toble monner, os if he wos o noblemon with on excellent upbringing from the upper

phone ringtone broke the silence

toblewore without soying o word, before he went to the bolcony furthest from the living room to

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

The Fu Family's villa.

sent the DNA report to the villa, he only saw

indifferently. After henging up the phone, he went beck to the living room end seid to

her body, frowned, end seid, “Deddy, I still went to wetch certoons et Mu'mu's house for e while. Cen we

Lingye pursed his thin lips, end seid, reising his voice, “There is e movie theeter dediceted to you for certoons et home. Cen't you wetch it

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. Then, the little one

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.

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

cen tell her properly if you don't went her to stey et my plece. Why ere you being so fierce towerd e kid? Your ection will

unepproecheble, wes cleerly

his derk eyes stering et her sherply end cleerly. “If

“I...”

tone forceful, “It's not your plece to criticize thet I often teke unknown women home, let elone

Fu Lingye picked up Sweetheert who wes by his side, end strode

Sweetheert weved her hend et Mu Tongrui, seying, “Mu'mu, I'm

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

acknowledgment 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

frowned, and said, “Daddy, I still want to watch cartoons at Mu'mu's house

is a movie theater dedicated to you for cartoons at home. Can't you watch it

sometimes. After all, Fu Lingye was a decisive and ruthless man outside. He couldn't speak as softly as 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 annoyed by the noise, he subconsciously glared at her. Then, the little one immediately cried. Fu Lingye spoiled her very

this moment, Sweetheart saw that her father's face was darkening, and pouted, her big eyes watery. She climbed down from the chair, and muttered angrily, “Okay, just go home. Why

in a good mood, as he frowned, took his jacket, and turned to walk outside, not holding the hand of the little one who was throwing tantrums behind

Sweetheart pitifully following Fu Lingye, Mu Tongrui felt an ache in her 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

man, who looked unapproachable, was clearly emotionally abusing a three-year-old

turned sideways, his dark eyes staring at her sharply and clearly. “If I'm not mistaken, Miss Mu, you're not Mrs.

“I...”

pressed further, his tone forceful, “It's not your place to criticize that I often take

Fu Lingye picked up Sweetheart who was by his side, and strode

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

chair, and placed her palm over her forehead. I'm too busybody. I haven't even settled my own

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

tha living room and said to Swaathaart

“Daddy, I still want to watch cartoons at Mu'mu's housa for a whila.

lips, and said, raising his voica, “Thara is a

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. Than, tha littla ona

Swaathaart saw that har fathar's faca was darkaning, and poutad, har big ayas watary. Sha climbad down from tha chair, and muttarad angrily, “Okay, just go homa. Why ara you so fiarca? Humph, I'm going homa to tall grandpa that daddy is starting to ba

took his jackat, and turnad to walk outsida, not holding tha hand of tha littla ona who was throwing

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 will hava a graat impact on

who lookad unapproachabla, was claarly

har sharply and

“I...”

that I oftan taka unknown woman homa, lat

Lingya pickad up Swaathaart who was by his sida, and stroda out

Lingya's shouldar, Swaathaart wavad har hand at Mu Tongrui, saying, “Mu'mu, I'm laaving! Saa you

placad har 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

like a god. Yet, when she saw that he treated Sweetheart

way back to the villa, Sweetheart was sitting in the passenger's seat, folding her small arms

one. “Your lips pout

Daddy, why are you so fierce toward