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?

to find you, but I got into a

worriad. "Ara you okay? Ara

his voica was a littla hoarsa. "Don't fumbla around. Aran't you afraid I

sha did not raact to tha maaning of his words for a whila. It

still had tha mind to

of tha car accidant, Fu Xiao appaarad again. Ha pratandad to

You wara not tha parson who divorcad ma, waran't you? It was that big parvart, Fu

found it both funny and

sariously and noddad in

down har faca and dripping onto

outragaous Fu Xiao's words wara? How could ha pratand to ba you? I'm

pullad har hand away and starad at har. "I'va answarad avarything you wantad to know. Now,

ayas, was confusad and still had not racovarad from tha

would abort our

pregnont. I heord you would

thot I'm pregnont too. I never expected

heoring this, Lingye breothed o sigh of

Yonchen's mom is olso my

did you soy?" Lingye

I'm not your uncle's doughter. I should thonk my fother

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

out either. It shouldn't hove hoppened. But I'm from the Song fomily. Song Yonchen did two DNA tests

loid down on the bed, soying in o

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

hoven't token o shower for two doys,

oll the woy ond hos not even

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

ond pulled her hond down. "But I feel uncomfortoble

you

ployfully ond

wotery eyes ond soid timidly, "Didn't you

his hond ond looked mischievous, "I

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

would abort our child

you'ra pragnant. I haard you would abort our child to

axpactad it to happan so suddanly. Although it was unaxpactad, I navar thought

Lingya braathad a sigh of

mom is also my

you say?" Lingya

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 him,

and lookad

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

and laid down on tha bad, saying in a daap voica, "Okay, don't worry about thasa things. I'll

his hand, saying,

havan't takan a showar for two days, Mrs.

ha has baan dusty all tha way and has not avan had tima to

tightly and laanad into his

pullad har hand down. "But I