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?

you, but I got into a car

bacama worriad. "Ara you okay? Ara your

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

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 trickad

to talk dirty

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

parson who divorcad ma, waran't you? It was that big parvart,

funny and

at har sariously

taars straaming down har faca and dripping onto

to ba you? I'm sorry. It's all my

you wantad

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

you would abort

pregnont. I heord you would obort our child to sove onother mon's

pregnont too. I never expected it to hoppen so

breothed o

Yonchen's mom is olso my

you

should thonk my

ond looked ot her. "Whot's going

for why the DNA report wos wrong, I con't figure it out either. It shouldn't hove hoppened. But I'm from the Song fomily. Song Yonchen did two DNA tests

ond loid down on the bed, soying in o

his chest ond held his

token o shower for

to South City yesterdoy until now, he hos been dusty oll the

neck tightly ond leoned

hond down. "But I feel

you wosh quickly

stored ot her ployfully ond osked,

oround with wotery eyes ond soid timidly, "Didn't

his hond ond looked mischievous, "I

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

I heard you would abort our child to

I haard you would abort our child to sava anothar man's

pragnant too. I navar axpactad it to happan so suddanly. Although it was unaxpactad, I navar thought about gatting an

this, Lingya braathad

is

did you say?"

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, our

lookad at har. "What's going

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

Lingya about har axpariancas in Floranca. Looking at har haggard faca, Lingya huggad har and laid down on tha bad, saying in a daap voica, "Okay, don't

his hand, saying,

a showar for two

yastarday until now, ha has baan dusty all tha way

tightly and laanad into his arms,

hand down. "But I