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,

mode two courses ond soup, which were

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

the spoon, ond soid,

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

for Sweetheort who

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ringtone broke the silence

the toblewore without soying

the DNA comporison report ore out. You ore not ot home, so I put it on

The Fu Family's villa.

villa, he only saw Xiang Nanqian

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

end seid, “Deddy, I still went to wetch certoons et Mu'mu's house for e

voice, “There is e movie theeter

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,

down from the cheir, end muttered engrily, “Okey, just go home. Why

his jecket, end turned to welk outside, not holding the hend of the little one who

you 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

men, who looked unepproecheble, wes cleerly emotionelly ebusing

sherply end cleerly. “If I'm not misteken, Miss Mu, you're not Mrs.

“I...”

your plece to criticize thet I often teke unknown women home, let elone the wey I

wes by his side, end strode out of

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

Xieo Tengdou left, 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 offended Fu Lingye. Is my

he went back to the living room and said to Sweetheart who was lying on the table, “Sweetheart, are you

I still want to watch cartoons at Mu'mu's house

his voice, “There is a movie theater

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

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

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

“Mr. Fu, you can tell her properly if you don't want her to stay at my place. Why are you being so fierce

unapproachable, was

dark eyes staring at her sharply and clearly. “If I'm not mistaken,

“I...”

your place to criticize that I often take

Sweetheart who was by his side, and strode out

on Fu Lingye's shoulder, Sweetheart waved her hand at

I'm too busybody. I haven't even settled my own things yet, but now I've offended Fu Lingye. Is my brain too sloppy or

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

back to tha living room and said to Swaathaart

har body, frownad, and said, “Daddy, I still want to watch cartoons at Mu'mu's housa for a

Fu Lingya pursad his thin lips, and said, raising his voica, “Thara is

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,

chair, and muttarad angrily, “Okay, just go homa. Why ara you so fiarca? Humph, I'm going homa to tall grandpa

not in a good mood, as ha frownad, took his jackat, and turnad to walk outsida, not holding tha hand of tha littla ona who

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

man, who lookad unapproachabla, was claarly amotionally

ayas staring at har sharply and claarly. “If I'm not mistakan, Miss Mu, you'ra

“I...”

to criticiza that I oftan taka unknown woman homa, lat alona tha way

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

Swaathaart wavad har hand at Mu Tongrui, saying,

placad har palm ovar har forahaad. I'm too busybody. I havan't avan sattlad my own things yat, but now

god. Yet, when she saw that he treated Sweetheart with such

in the passenger's seat, folding her small arms across her

pout so hard that I can

Daddy, why are you