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.”

Mr. Fu’s eyes as his gaze fell on that paper bag.

face was devoid of any emotion as he replied, “Divorce agreement.

deeper, “Are you trying

do that? I’ve already

stick tight and he was glaring at Lingye while pursing his lips. It seemed that he was trying to

Tongrui? Weren’t you the one who was able to give up everything

he would have thought that Lingye

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

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 to sacrifice my future

“...”

momentarily speechless. Was Lingye a

me again two days ago all for her

you want. Anyway, I’ve already signed

“You… You bastard…”

not really

agreement there, Lingye did not plan to overstay his welcome, “I have a dinner gathering that I need to attend tonight. It’s an invitation from our relatives. Ask Nanqian to

during this festive period, Lingye rarely appeared at any family gathering in the relative's house. Even if he

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

out of the manor,

show much enthusiasm as he greeted her, “Hi,

the first day of the Lunar New Year. Shouldn’t you keep Siqi

do,” Lingye’s rejection was

“Wait a second there.”

It’s an auspicious sign for you to have an amazing year ahead. Drink some before you

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

saying that, he

and Nanqian froze on

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

“Dad, what’s going on?”

He’s just doing what he

paper bag and saw that on the divorce agreement, there was really

befuddled, “Did he really set his