Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, explosive sounds of firecrackers could be heard all around Repulse Bay Villa.

Lingye was holding his phone and standing by a sweeping window. He was staring at his Sweetheart who was still soundly asleep in bed.

When Xu Kun answered his call, he had just awakened, “Hello boss, Happy Lunar New Year.”

Lingye mumbled a vague response. Then, he broached the topic at heart, “Ask Mr. Yan to prepare two copies of the divorce agreement. Make sure the terms and conditions are all elaborated carefully.”

Xu Kun felt like he had just received a bombshell, “What? Boss, you need to think about this carefully. Although we haven’t found Mrs. Fu yet, it’s not like Mr. Fu will just allow you to march toward your divorce as you wish. Who knows, maybe Mrs. Fu is waiting for you in some place…”

“Just get them ready.”

Lingye was unfazed by anything, and his tone did not reveal any tinge of sadness at all.

Xu Kun stared at his phone as the line went dead, and he was in a paralyzed state for some time. He thought, You’re asking me to get the lawyer to prepare a divorce agreement on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Nothing can be more inauspicious than this…

However, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

Xu Kun slapped his head as if some realization just dawned on him. He finally knew what was Lingyet thinking.

Could it be that he was trying to stage a fake divorce so that Mrs. Fu would have no choice but to show herself?

…

It was eight in the morning at the Fu Manor. Lingye brought Siqi back to his home.

Siqi was sipping on some hot milk as she could not stop rubbing her eyes. She grumbled in her baby’s voice, “Grandpa, Daddy got me to wake up so early in the morning. I am so tired, and I want to sleep more.”

Mr. Fu stroked Siqi’s tiny head and cooed, “Go upstairs if you want to sleep more. Lan, bring her upstairs to have a nap.”

“Yes, Mr. Fu.”

Lan immediately carried Siqi upstairs, and after they were gone, Mr. Fu’s face suddenly transformed into a mechanical, emotionless one. He clasped his hands behind his back and barked, “Didn’t you declare that you would never step into this house again? Why did you come back only after a few days? I don’t remember inviting you back here.”

Lingye tossed a paper bag onto a tea table in front of him. He replied, “I come to send Siqi here as well as give you this. Help me pass this on to Tongrui. I’ve already signed them.”

to pulse through Mr. Fu’s eyes as his gaze fell on that paper bag. He frowned,

devoid of any emotion as he replied,

Fu frowned even deeper, “Are you trying to get a divorce

you want me to do that? I’ve already signed my name. What else do you

he was glaring at Lingye while pursing his lips. It seemed that he was trying to read Lingye, but all he could see was

to give up everything

enough, he would have thought that Lingye was a cold, heartless man

frosty and indecipherable. It was so harrowing that Mr. Fu felt an unknown anger

past. There’s no way that I would only love one woman in my whole life. Despite my love for Tongrui, I won’t give in if it requires me

“...”

was momentarily speechless. Was Lingye a heartless bastard

was amiss, “Didn’t you just promise to never see me again two days ago all for her sake? Why are you… You bastard, are

think what you want.

“You… You bastard…”

really tell

welcome, “I have a dinner gathering that I need to

period, Lingye rarely appeared at any family gathering in the relative's house. Even if he was on holiday, he

only was the atmosphere happening, but she could also receive huge red packets. As a child, she

the manor, Nanqian rushed down the

not show much enthusiasm as he greeted her, “Hi,

New Year. Shouldn’t you keep Siqi company

to do,” Lingye’s rejection was short

“Wait a second there.”

a cup of syrup for him, “Drink this. It’s an auspicious

replied curtly, “I am going to divorce soon. There’s nothing that can improve my

saying that, he

Nanqian froze on the

his back using his walking stick, “This bastard, who do you think you’re talking to with

“Dad, what’s going on?”

knows! He’s just doing what he

bag and saw that on

he really