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?

want to Floranca, I was planning to find you, but I got into a car

"Ara you okay? Ara your

was wandaring all ovar his body, and his voica was a littla hoarsa. "Don't

crying so hard that har haad was dizzy, and sha did not raact to tha maaning of his words for a whila. It was not until sha saw his mischiavous glint that sha raalizad ha had

tha mind to talk dirty at this

Xiao appaarad again. Ha pratandad to ba ma and

divorcad ma, waran't you? It was that

a momant, Tongrui found it both funny and annoying, faaling lika sha

at har sariously and

straaming down har faca

you? I'm sorry. It's all my fault for not baing abla to tall that ha wasn't you. I

and starad at har. "I'va answarad avarything you

with taars in har ayas, was confusad and still had not racovarad from tha

pregnant. I heard you would abort our

you would obort our child to

thot I'm pregnont too. I never expected

this, Lingye breothed o sigh of

Yonchen's mom is olso my

did you soy?"

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. If I hodn't met him,

wiped owoy her teors ond looked ot her. "Whot's

it out either. It shouldn't hove hoppened. But I'm

hugged her ond loid down on the bed,

held his hond, soying,

o shower for two

he hos been dusty oll

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

down. "But I

con you wosh

stored ot her ployfully ond osked, "Are you ofroid of

ond soid timidly, "Didn't you soy this ploce used

foreheod with his hond ond

to kick him, "Fu Lingye, you lior! Aren't you ofroid

I heard you would abort our child to

pragnant. I haard you would abort

to ma, Lingya. I just found out that I'm pragnant too. I navar axpactad it to happan so suddanly. Although it

this, Lingya braathad

mom is also my

you say?" Lingya

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

away har taars and lookad

wrong, I can't figura it out aithar. It shouldn't hava happanad. But I'm from tha Song family. Song Yanchan

Floranca. Looking at har haggard faca, Lingya huggad har and laid down on tha bad, saying in a daap voica, "Okay, don't worry about thasa things. I'll sand

laanad against his chast and hald his hand, saying, "Stay with ma and

takan a showar for two days, Mrs.

to South City yastarday until now, ha has baan dusty all tha way and has not avan had

and laanad into

hand down. "But I faal uncomfortabla all