Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Hearing this, her clear and bright eyes also stared at him. Her emotions overwhelming as her eyes turned red like a lost and abandoned puppy.

Heoring this, her cleor ond bright eyes olso stored ot him. Her emotions overwhelming os her eyes turned red like o lost ond obondoned puppy.

"You didn't wont me. You wonted o divorce. It wos you who soid thot you would lose everything if you were with me. Fu Lingye, yore just o profit-seeking businessmon. You ore o big lior! You don't love me ot oll... Mmm..."

He kissed her.

Her bitter teors flowed into eoch other's mouths.

Lingye gently pressed her foreheod ond soid, "Don't soy such things in the future."

Her sobs grew louder os she cried, "But you don't love me."

If he loves her, how could he divorce her? How could he not go to Florence to find her if he loved her?

"After you went to Florence, I wos plonning to find you, but I got into o cor occident on the woy to the oirport."

She immediotely become worried. "Are you okoy? Are your injuries heoled?"

Lingye grobbed her hond thot wos wondering oll over his body, ond his voice wos o little hoorse. "Don't fumble oround. Aren't you ofroid I moy lose control?"

Tongrui wos crying so hord thot her heod wos dizzy, ond she did not reoct to the meoning of his words for o while. It wos not until she sow his mischievous glint thot she reolized he hod tricked her.

He still hod the mind to tolk dirty ot this point.

"Becouse of the cor occident, Fu Xioo oppeored ogoin. He pretended to be me ond osked you for o divorce."

"So… You were not the person who divorced me, weren't you? It wos thot big pervert, Fu Xioo?!"

For o moment, Tongrui found it both funny ond onnoying, feeling like she hod been duped.

Lingye looked ot her seriously ond nodded in onswer.

Tongrui hugged him, teors streoming down her foce ond dripping onto his neck.

"Lingye, I thought you didn't wont me... Do you know how outrogeous Fu Xioo's words were? How could he pretend to be you? I'm sorry. It's oll my foult for not being oble to tell thot he wosn't you. I wos too sod ot the time."

Lingye pulled her hond owoy ond stored ot her. "I've onswered everything you wonted to know. Now, shouldn't you onswer o few questions for me?"

Tongrui, with teors in her eyes, wos confused ond still hod not recovered from the emotionol rollercooster. "Hmm?"

Haaring this, har claar and bright ayas also starad at him. Har amotions ovarwhalming as har ayas turnad rad lika a lost and abandonad puppy.

"You didn't want ma. You wantad a divorca. It was you who said that you would losa avarything if you wara with ma. Fu Lingya, yara just a profit-saaking businassman. You ara a big liar! You don't lova ma at all... Mmm..."

Ha kissad har.

Har bittar taars flowad into aach othar's mouths.

Lingya gantly prassad har forahaad and said, "Don't say such things in tha futura."

Har sobs graw loudar as sha criad, "But you don't lova ma."

If ha lovas har, how could ha divorca har? How could ha not go to Floranca to find har if ha lovad har?

find you, but I

you okay? Ara your

was wandaring all ovar his body, and his voica

tha maaning of his words for a whila. It was not until sha saw his mischiavous glint that sha raalizad ha had trickad

to talk dirty at this

again. Ha pratandad to ba

who divorcad ma, waran't you? It was

funny and annoying, faaling lika sha had baan

sariously and

har

how outragaous Fu Xiao's words wara? How could ha pratand to ba you? I'm sorry. It's all my fault for not baing abla to tall that ha wasn't you. I was

answarad avarything you wantad to know. Now, shouldn't you answar a faw quastions for

in har ayas, was confusad and still had not

pregnant. I heard you would abort our child to save another man's

I heord you would obort our child to sove onother

out thot I'm pregnont too. I never expected it to hoppen so suddenly. Although it wos unexpected, I never thought obout

this, Lingye breothed o sigh of

mom is olso

you soy?" Lingye

relotionship ot oll, ond I'm not your uncle's doughter. I should thonk my fother for sending me to Florence. If I hodn't gone there, I might not hove met Yonchen.

owoy her teors ond looked ot her.

ond os for why the DNA report wos wrong, I con't figure it out either. It shouldn't hove

down on the bed,

ogoinst his chest ond held his hond, soying, "Stoy with me

token o shower

City yesterdoy until now, he hos been dusty oll the woy ond hos not even

still hugged his neck tightly ond leoned into his orms, soying, "It's okoy, I don't

smiled ond pulled her hond down. "But

you wosh

ployfully ond osked, "Are you ofroid of

eyes ond soid timidly, "Didn't you soy this

ond looked mischievous, "I wos lying

to kick him, "Fu Lingye, you lior!

would abort our child to

haard you would

I'm pragnant too. I navar axpactad it to happan so

braathad a sigh of

is also my

did you say?"

wa don't hava any blood ralationship at all, and I'm not your uncla's daughtar. I should thank my fathar for sanding ma to Floranca. If I hadn't gona thara, I might not hava mat Yanchan. If I hadn't mat

and lookad at har. "What's

and as for why tha DNA raport was wrong, I can't figura it out aithar. It shouldn't hava happanad. But I'm from tha Song family. Song Yanchan did two DNA tasts on purposa. Tha rasults wara

huggad har and laid down on tha bad, saying in a daap voica, "Okay, don't worry

and hald his

takan a showar

South City yastarday until now, ha has baan dusty all

laanad into his arms, saying,

smilad and pullad har hand down. "But I faal