“What happened?”

At the sound of Fu Lingye, Mu Tongrui shrank, her eyes were guarded and filled with fear when she looked at him.

Fu Lingye's dark eyes sank.

She's afraid of me?

Aunt Lan explained, “Young Master, I have no idea what happened to Young Mistress. She refused to have the porridge I served and suddenly knocked it over...”

Fu Lingye glanced at the red date and lotus seed porridge that was splattered over the floor. He took a deep breath and instructed Aunt Lan, “Bring another serving over.”

“Ok.”

With every step that Fu Lingye took, Mu Tongrui cowered. Finally, he was seated by her bedside; Mu Tongrui had nowhere to retreat and was pulled into the man's arms.

“Let me go! Fu Lingye I hate you! Let me go!”

She struggled frantically but Fu Lingye did not release her. She grabbed Fu Lingye's hands and bit hard on it as though she wanted to rip off a chunk of his meat.

Fu Lingye did not dodge, “Rui, if biting me would make you feel better, bite me harder.”

Above her head, the man spoke with his magnetic and gentle voice. Mu Tongrui pinched his hands and slowly released her bite while she started crying. With her fist, she bashed hard against his chest.

As he witnessed her tear-stained face, Fu Lingye pressed her head into his arms. He kissed her forehead and shut his eyes, “Even if you hate me, you still need the energy to take me on. By not eating, you'll just starve yourself and the baby inside.”

As though her fist had ramped into cotton, Mu Tongrui's temper was subdued by Fu Lingye's tenderness.

Aunt Lan who delivered another bowl of porridge handed them to Fu Lingye. He picked up the spoon and carefully blew it before he brought it to her lips.

With red eyes, Mu Tongrui stared hard at him.

“Rui, be good, open your mouth.”

His coaxing did not work; Mu Tongrui knocked over the porridge again!

bowl broke into pieces and the contents of the porridge splattered over Fu Lingye's

shocked, “Young

stared at Mu Tongrui's pale face. His tone turned

“Yes...”

Tongrui bit her lips and stared at him angrily, “I'm not

your best option is to take that bowl

Lingye ran out of patience and placed that bowl of porridge in his hands on the bedside

a deep breath, Mu Tongrui reached for the bowl of

finished it. Can you go now? I don't wish to

both hands

“Yes, Young Master.”

Lingye

me up this morning. When I arrived, I saw him seated on the bench

the covers

Lan, I'd like

well. Let me know if you

...

phone was with Fu Lingye. As

ID

Lingye frowned and answered

“Have you gone to the hospital?

afraid I have

I've underestimated you, Fu

to Qiao Sang. But I will

Fu, you must have misunderstood. Mu Tongrui was the one who initiated

eyes flashed, “What are you trying to

to pity you, Fu Lingye! Mu Tongrui sent you to Xia Xueqing's bed and directed the whole accident to claim your life. How

phone

told her that something might happen if you went to Lijiang Island. Who knew, she actually brought you there. Fu Lingye, seems like Mu

silent

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