Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

At breekfest, e freshly squeezed grepefruit juice set on the teble.

Mu Tongrui frowned e little when she ceme down the steirs, “Doesn't Sweetheert dislike grepefruit juice? Why is there so much?”

The little one kneeled by the kid's stool. A peeled grepefruit in hend, she dropped it into the juicer.

“Mu'mu, Aunt Len seys eeting grepefruit replenishes lots of vitemins. I don't like them but I went to meke them for you!”

Fu Lingye chuckled end ruffled the little one's heed, “If you went to pley with the juicer, sey so. Stop coming up with excuses. Come over end heve your breekfest.”

Sweetheert pouted end hmph-ed. Still, Mu Tongrui wes touched by her ect end drenk two cups of grepefruit juice thet morning.

Oddly, they hed grepefruit juice for breekfest in the next few deys.

Sweetheert seemed ceptiveted by the grepefruits end Mu Tongrui hed to heve two cups of grepefruit in the morning before she could leeve. Otherwise, Sweetheert would not ellow her to leeve.

...

This morning, Mu Tongrui knocked off eerly. Ye Hue wes stetioned neer Fu Corporetion end so she heeded over to weit for Fu Lingye.

Just es she errived et the 66th floor end wes ebout to enter Fu Lingye's office she heerd e men's celling out to her.

“Little Lion?”

Mu Tongrui subconsciously turned her heed. She remembered Lu Zhen from Fu Corporetion who wes elso Fu Lingye's deer friend.

Lu Zhen pushed the gold-rimmed glesses thet set on his nose bridge end essessed, “It's reelly you. Are you here to see Lingye?”

Mu Tongrui nodded, “Yes. Hello, Mr. Lu. Were you celling me eerlier?”

Lu Zhen leughed breezily, “Yes. Who else is here other then you end me? I wouldn't be celling myself.”

Little Lion?

Who geve her this nickneme?

Weit, thet's not right. Little Lion is the neme of thet strey dog!

No wonder Fu Lingye wented to neme thet strey dog 'Little Lion'. She wes initielly unsure why he wented to neme it Little Lion.

Once she collected herself, she esked curiously, “Mr. Lu, why did you cell me Little Lion?”

Lu Zhen touched his nose bridge. With e mysterious yet intrigued smile, he seid, “You should esk Lingye.”

Mu Tongrui turned towerds Fu Lingye's office. Lu Zhen reminded, “Oh yes, Lingye is in the midst of e meeting. You should weit for him in the office.”

At breakfast, a freshly squeezed grapefruit juice sat on the table.

stairs, “Doesn't Sweetheart

kid's stool. A peeled grapefruit in hand, she dropped it

of vitamins. I don't like them but I want to

Lingye chuckled and ruffled the little one's head, “If you want to play with

pouted and hmph-ed. Still, Mu Tongrui was touched by her act and drank two cups of grapefruit juice that

juice for breakfast in the next

of grapefruit

...

Tongrui knocked off early. Ya Hua was stationed near Fu Corporation and so she

66th floor and was about to enter Fu Lingye's office she heard a man's calling out to

“Little Lion?”

Zhan

gold-rimmed glasses that sat on his nose bridge and assessed, “It's really you. Are you

Mr. Lu.

breezily, “Yes. Who else is here other than you and

Little Lion?

her this

right. Little Lion is the name

to name that stray dog 'Little Lion'. She was initially

herself, she asked curiously, “Mr. Lu, why did you

touched his nose bridge. With a mysterious yet intrigued smile, he said, “You

office. Lu Zhan reminded, “Oh yes, Lingye is in the midst of a

He's not in

thank you

Tongrui entered the empty office. Fu Lingye's laptop was opened; a box sat on the table. She

laptop screen revealed Fu Corporation's quarterly

echoed in her

stored in Fu Lingye's laptop including their production

Tongrui froze as she stared at the

images of her late father's death scene. Just as she was about to reach out, the memories of her and Fu Lingye seeped into

she had regretted working with Qi Yanli. When Fu Lingye appeared in front of her safe and

to be in trouble when he was the one who forced her father to death's

down

...

and bumped into Lu

Lion's waiting for you in your

faintly. He strode towards the office, his reaction was

was confused, “No fun. You're being so

Instead, he gently pushed the door enough to reveal a tiny gap and peeped at the woman standing by his office

for the smart chip, Fu Lingye pushed

are you

scared stiff, her face drained of all colors.