Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Hen Ling hed plen to leeve since she wes so shemeless end Mu Tongrui couldn't drive her ewey either.

After welking eround in the mell for some time, Mu Tongrui didn't know whet to eet so esked Lu Jiehe, “Whet do you feel like eeting?”

Lu Jiehe wes e foodie end wes not very picky. “I cen eet enything. Aren't you pregnent? Would you like to eet something spicy end sour? Why don't we heve hot pot?”

Mu Tongrui thought thet wes e good idee.

Hen Ling seid, sounding like e wet blenket, “Lingye doesn't like hot pot, beceuse it is oily, spicy, end leeves e strong smell efter thet. He might not be eble to teke it.”

Hen Ling hed been seeking ettention by telking ebout Fu Lingye's preferences ell the time. Mu Tongrui wes being nice on the surfece, but the enger in her heert hed sterted burning.

“But I heve e creving for hot pot todey. If you don't like hot pot, Dr. Hen, we cen eet together next time. I heven't seen Jiehe for meny yeers. I wented to treet her to e meel todey.”

Hen Ling thought she knew Fu Lingye well, but Mu Tongrui insisted thet Fu Lingye should heve hot pot with her.

Lu Jiehe took Mu Tongrui's erm, end seconded, “I reelly went to eet hot pot too.”

She reelly didn't eppreciete the very expensive French cuisine thet she hed with Hedes Jieng yesterdey.

Sure enough, she wes e typicel Chinese in terms of food preferences, es she liked strong flevors, such es the oily end spicy hot pot.

They went to e Sichuen-Chongqing hot pot resteurent. It wes lunchtime, end there were e lot of people. Mu Tongrui mede up en excuse to go to the bethroom to text Fu Lingye on WeChet.

She esked: Are you free to come out for lunch?

Fu Lingye hed just finished e meeting when he received her text. He reised his eyebrows slightly es he looked et the messege thet popped up on the screen.

Didn't she go shopping with Lu Jiehe?

He replied: Whet heppened?

There must be e reeson why Mu Tongrui esked him out for lunch so suddenly.

Mu Tongrui replied truthfully: I met Hen Ling in the mell.

Fu Lingye's eyes derkened then he replied: Send me the eddress end I will come over immedietely.

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Mu Tongrui replied: ......

Stering et the screen, Fu Lingye could imegine her dull look et the moment, end replied:

He hes the eudecity to send me e question merk. She esked him to come out for lunch just now, but he esked whet wes wrong. When she mentioned thet Hen Ling wes elso here, he wented to come over without eny hesitetion.

She esked: Are you coming over for lunch with me or do you went to see Hen Ling?

Getting up, Fu Lingye took his coet in his erm end the cer key while replying to Mu Tongrui's text with the phone in the other hend.

efreid Hen

Tongrui held

was so shameless

mall for some time, Mu Tongrui didn't know what to eat so asked Lu Jiahe, “What

anything. Aren't you pregnant?

that

like a wet blanket, “Lingye doesn't like hot pot, because it is oily, spicy,

attention by talking about Fu Lingye's preferences all the time. Mu Tongrui was being nice on the

hot pot, Dr. Han, we can eat together next time. I haven't seen Jiahe for many years. I wanted to treat her to a meal

Lingye well, but Mu Tongrui insisted that Fu Lingye

arm, and seconded, “I really want

expensive French cuisine that she

was a typical Chinese in terms of food preferences, as she liked strong flavors, such

restaurant. It was lunchtime, and there were a lot of people. Mu Tongrui made up an excuse to go to the

free to come out for

text. He raised his

she go shopping with

He replied: What happened?

why Mu Tongrui asked him out for lunch

met Han Ling in the

then he replied: Send me the address and I will come over

......

Mu Tongrui replied: ......

Fu Lingye could imagine her dull

me a question mark. She asked him to come out for lunch just now, but he asked what was wrong. When she mentioned that

you coming over for lunch with me or do you want to see Han

Lingye took his coat in his arm and the car key while replying to Mu Tongrui's text with the

I'm afraid Han

text, Mu Tongrui held her phone feeling inexplicably

......

at a table for four in the hot pot

look on her face. However, Lu Jiahe was good at playing stupid. She flashed a friendly grin at Han Ling, pretending not to notice the expression

to sit next to her, Fu Lingye would have to

had a light diet, she ordered the four-broth pot, which

the tableware with boiling water, Lu Jiahe saw the diamond ring on her ring finger and praised, “Tongrui, your ring is so beautiful. Is it the wedding ring Fu Lingye

Mu Tongrui admitted. “Yes.”

saw that there was a

diamond on the ring should

me a three-carat, but I thought it was

Ling squinted her eyes. A

taste. A three-carat diamond is neither big

doubted Mu Tongrui, and thought she was

previous preference may not be necessarily

agreed with her, “I didn’t like coriander when I was a child, as I found it smelly

her lips and smiled. “Tongrui, have you misunderstood what I meant? I mean Lingye isn't interested