Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

She was held under him, while her pitiful and helpless look irritated and upset Fu Lingye, but he also felt like his heartstrings
were being tugged at.
Does she stay by my side entirely for Sweetheart?
Fu Lingye stared at her watery eyes for a long time, before he finally let go of her. Pursing his thin lips, he said lukewarmly,
“Since you want to draw a line with me, what do you think the others will think if you go out of my office in such a disheveled
state?”
Mu Tongrui felt even more aggrieved, and raised her hand to wipe her tears, while saying, “Worse comes to worst, I will just quit.”
“Mu Tongrui, can you be more ambitious?”
Fu Lingye grabbed her slender wrists and frowned at her.
She choked and said, “I'm just unambitious like that. I'm just so useless. I don't even have the right to be with my biological
daughter!”
“When did I say that you are not allowed to be with Sweetheart?”
Didn't this woman learn Chinese well when she was a child? Why does she always misinterpret my words?
“You just said—”
When Mu Tongrui was about to refute, the man interrupted her, “It's impossible for you to leave with Sweetheart. Firstly, I don't
allow it, and secondly, Old Master Fu will not allow you to take Sweetheart away.”
Mu Tongrui sobbed. “Aren't you just refusing to let me...”
“But you can stay in Fu family, as Sweetheart's mother.”
Mu Tongrui was stunned, her mind muddled. She didn't quite understand his words. “But I can't stay in Fu family forever.”
Fu Lingye suddenly drew closer to her, his eyes locking on her sharply. “Mu Tongrui, you seem to have not figured out the
relationship between us.”
She was confused, and subconsciously uttered, “We are just friends with benefit...”

As soon as she finished her sentence, the man's gaze had obviously turned cold.
“What did you just say about our relationship?”
Friends with benefit?
Speechless, Mu Tongrui swallowed hard, shocked by his coldness.
Fu Lingye nipped her chin and snorted coldly. “What now? Do you like being a mistress so much?”
The irony in his eyes was in full view.
“A mistress at least will please her master. Mu Tongrui, will you?”
Besides resisting me, disobeying me, and angering me, what else would she do?
The man let go of her chin forcefully, as if resenting her. She froze on the sofa, and saw that Fu Lingye got up to fetch a first aid
kit.
The man sat beside her, frowning. There was a cold expression on his face, but his movements were extremely careful and
caring.
Fu Lingye removed the gauze on her arm. “It will hurt a little. Bear with it.”
After that, the man began to help her clean up the bloodstains and wounds. Mu Tongrui flinched in pain, but Fu Lingye didn't
allow her to back away, so he shot her sharp looks from time to time.
Mu Tongrui cautiously glanced at the man who helped her with the medicine, and the tears of pain rolled down her cheeks again.
Sniffling, she asked, “Fu Lingye, can you let me see Sweetheart frequently in the future? I won’t bother you and Xiang Nanqian. I
can take Sweetheart out—”
What on earth is in this woman's head?
Mu Tongrui hissed.
The man suddenly exerted force with his hand, causing Mu Tongrui to gasp in pain.
“Fu Lingye, can you be gentler?”

The man glanced at her coldly, “Which aspect are you talking about?”
How can this man still talk dirty at this time?
“Your actions of course. You hurt me...”
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Lingye's deep dark eyes suddenly stared at her. When their eyes met, these obviously
ordinary words became very ambiguous.
While she was crying, her face flushed untimely. Fu Lingye's mood improved a lot, and there were even signs of him getting into
a good mood.
“Next time, I will pay attention and not hurt you.”
The last three words “not hurt you” seemed to mean something.
“Seriously, can you be more patient with Sweetheart? She is a girl, and she lacked maternal love when she was a kid, so she is
very sensitive. Can you be less fierce toward her from now on?”
Mu Tongrui felt distressed every time she saw Sweetheart wiping tears at the side after Fu Lingye was being fierce to her.
Fu Lingye felt that, in the eyes of this little woman, he had become a wicked villain who abused children.
“Sweetheart has been spoiled by Old Master Fu since she was a child, and her temper will get worse if others coax her when
she throws a tantrum. I was being fierce to her just now because I wanted to tell her that I forced her to get an injection because
she had a high fever. She didn't understand it. That's why I raised my voice at her. If I coax her at this time, she will only cry
harder and be more demanding.”
Mu Tongrui was stunned for a few seconds. “So, were you educating her just now?”
And not being fierce to my Sweetheart because of his poor patience?
After dressing her wound, Fu Lingye leaned over, and stared at her intently, saying, “Sweetheart is not only your daughter, but
also mine. I don't want her to be a picky and willful child.”
He even cared more about Sweetheart than she did.

However, Sweetheart carried his genes, which were intelligent and wise, and she would definitely not become the kind of picky
and willful child. Sweetheart was a daughter, whom Fu Lingye spoiled very often. But still, Fu Lingye would not go easy on her
when there were some things that should be taught to her, and he would also be stern and harsh when needed
At this moment, Mu Tongrui had become more clear-headed, as she slightly lowered her face, and said apologetically, “Sorry for
misunderstanding you. I thought you like Han more, so you're being harsh to Sweetheart...”
“I'm good to Han because I feel guilty for my elder brother, but I don't think I have done anything that shows that I treat Han
better than Sweetheart.”
Sweetheart was brought up by him, but he had never looked after Han, as he was just Han's uncle.
She bit her lip. “I'm relieved.”
It couldn't be better if he can treat Sweetheart well.
Puzzled, Fu Lingye looked at her. “Why are you relieved?”
Does she want to leave me and Sweetheart after feeling relieved?
“Even if you officially get together with Xiang Nanqian in the future, you won't lessen your love for Sweetheart, right?”
Fu Lingye stared at her tear-stained face for a long time before slowly speaking, “Mu Tongrui, I think there's a soft, wet, pulpy
mass inside your head.”
Mu Tongrui was speechless.
What he meant was that her brain was a mush!
“When did I say that I want to be with Xiang Nanqian?”
With her imagination, it is a waste she did not write novels.
“B-But you and Xiang Nanqian...”
The man questioned her closely, “What's wrong with me and Xiang Nanqian?”
“The two of you had Han back then. Isn't it because you love—”

Fu Lingye frowned. “What did you say?”
It turns out she has been thinking that Han was Xiang Nanqian and my child, hasn't she?
Mu Tongrui didn't realize what she had said wrong, as she parted her lips and looked at him, saying, “Isn't Han the son of you
and Xiang Nanqian?”