Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Fu Lingye carried Mu Tongrui on his back for a long, long time. When they got into the car, Fu Lingye pursed his lips with a straight face and did not speak. Silence filled the air and Mu Tongrui yearned for the warmth on his back but she did not dare to speak so she glanced at him for a few times. However, she gave up seeing he had no reaction.

Maybach drove steadily on the highway late at night. Silence roared in the car, while the sound of wind whistling through gaps in the windows could be heard.

Xu Kun had been driving for a long time. He glanced at them quietly in the rearview mirror. They sat far away from each other, with Fu Lingye sitting near the left window and Mu Tongrui on the far right window without talking to each other.

Xu Kun bit the bullet and broke the ice. “Umm... Boss, where are we going now?”

The hotel or Miss Mu's place?

Fu Lingye glanced at her and asked, “Address?”

“Boya Apartment on Changfu Road.”

After Mu Tongrui said the address, she bit her lips and asked Fu Lingye in a low voice, “Are you really going to my place?”

Her place was very small, so small that Fu Lingye couldn't even sleep on the sofa even if he wanted.

The man stared at her and said in a cold tone, “Are you still trying to avoid me?”

She felt that she wronged so she whispered, “No, I'm not. It's just that my place is too small for another person to sleep.”

Fu Lingye just ignored her.

Xu Kun drove back to the hotel after dropping them off at Boya apartment.

Fu Lingye got out of the car with Mu Tongrui, but he had wide strides, soon he was very much ahead of her. Mu Tongrui ran behind him and said in a pleasing tone, “This is the building. I live on the eighth floor. It is a small studio, but the rent is not cheap. It is 2,000 a month, but my salary is only 5,000 a month.”

She must have screwed up the potential deal with Shengyuan tonight and it was very likely that she would not get paid for the past two weeks. Anyhow, she had no plans to ask for it.

ahead without even looking at her. Mu Tongrui stood behind him like

Is he still mad?

is he mad

when it reached the eighth floor.

door was opened, Fu Lingye stood

Mu Tongrui seemed a little flustered and panicked. After changing into her slippers, she stood by the door, then scratched her head,

and had to bend down slightly before entering the house. Mu Tongrui turned around to close the

not speak. Silence filled the air and Mu Tongrui yearned for the warmth on his back but she did not

of the house was

living room, several sets of women’s clothes were lying around in a mess. It must the dirty laundry that Mu Tongrui left behind when she left in a hurry in the morning. They left there as she did not have time to tidy them. On the dining table, there was a carton of milk and a loaf of

wanted to pour him a glass of water, but realized that there was no more drinking water. Fu Lingye stared at her, making her feel a little embarrassed. She

by him with the kettle, the man grabbed her by the wrist. Then he took the kettle from her hand and

a kitchen but

the floor. She watched him fetch water from the

dishes in the sink. When Fu Lingye looked on them and Mu Tongrui hurried over as she blushed and explained

remembered that Fu

couldn't bear to see

hands took away the rag in her hand. “How many days have the dishes been left there? Did you forget to wash them or were

man's voice was neutral with

......

the water running, Fu Lingye squeezed the dish washer and started to do

hands stained with foam and dirt. Then she lowered her head and

had probably never

only dared to talk, and didn't dare to actually grab the

look on the man’s face was cold, whereas Mu Tongrui looked at him washing and rinsing the oil stains on the dishes and feel dejected suddenly. “I don’t know what happened that I lived such a poor life too. I was never like this. In fact, I have lived in Paris alone for three years and

the corner of the countertop. It had been opened, and

was mad that she left without a word, and lied to him but gave up halfway. He really hated it when someone gave up after doing something halfway. And that was what exactly what Mu Tongrui did. In his opinion, she had no perseverance and no standpoint. Moreover, she could