Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Han Ling was stunned. It had been less than a week and it was only eight in the evening. Surely Fu Lingye is here for the
medicine. Her heart trembled.
“Sure, I'll be waiting.”
When the call ended, Han Ling was filled with joy. She rummaged her room and finally found a regular suspender silk dress in
the closet.
Even though it was ordinary, wearing it on its own made it extraordinary. As someone who studied psychology, she knew what
men like and what aroused them.
She removed her undergarments and slipped on that suspender dress, feeling ecstatic.
...
When Fu Lingye arrived at Han Ling's doorstep, he noticed from the corners of his eyes, the slender figure that followed him.
His eyes darkened and he pressed on Han Ling's doorbell.
Mu Tongrui who hid behind a pillar wanted to catch up with him but realized that a graceful and beautiful woman had welcomed
him.
She froze, her feet glued to the ground.
With her wet stained vision, she could clearly see a woman wearing a suspender dress with no bra underneath. To welcome a
man in such a state could only mean one thing.
So it was true. I wasn't Fu Lingye's only option.
But didn't I already know that? I can't possibly be the person in Fu Lingye's heart. As for me, I'm only someone who's been
scamming his trust. Did it matter who he dates?
But why do I feel so upset?
However, the other part of her couldn't help but rationalize that Fu Lingye and her just made love, and yet he had immediately
visited another woman...

Mu Tongrui had a bad taste in her mouth. She covered her mouth before any sound could escape her.
She watched as the woman hugged Fu Lingye.
Fu Lingye did not push her away but returned a hug and smiled at the woman. Fu Lingye did not even smile at her that entire
night.
Once they entered the house, Mu Tongrui got out of her hiding place. She hesitantly approached the door and realized that it
was not locked. Through a tiny gap, she had a good view of the couple in the living room.
The woman looked at Fu Lingye affectionately as their head came close to each other. From Mu Tongrui's angle, it seemed as
though they were about to kiss.
When Mu Tongrui saw Fu Lingye's hands on the woman's waist, big drops of tears rolled down her cheeks. She covered her
mouth and bit hard on her lips to stop herself from making any noise, afraid that someone would notice her.
She had reminded herself umpteen times that she was only getting close to Fu Lingye for revenge. Yet, time and again she
couldn't help but put her heart on the line.
When Shen Wanyue had shamed her, he appeared like a guardian angel and pulled her from the pits of hell. Perhaps that was
when he had not just pulled her person but also her heartstrings.
Just as the man lowered his head to kiss the woman in his arms, Mu Tongrui could not hold back any further and ran away in
despair.
In the house, Han Ling's eyes were closed as she awaited Fu Lingye's kiss.
The man peeked at the empty door gap and released Han Ling.
Han Ling was stunned. She opened her eyes in confusion, “Lingye... you...”
Fu Lingye responded in a cool and polite tone, “Pardon me.”
He's being so polite and indifferent.
The prideful Han Ling could not allow Fu Lingye to act so composed in such a situation.

She hooked her arms around his neck to kiss him but was pushed aside by the repulsed Fu Lingye, “Han Ling, I've always
treated you as a good friend.”
“Good friend? Am I just a good friend to you?”
Han Ling gave a bitter laugh as she tugged on the suspender straps, making way to reveal all her glory, “Lingye, I like you. I liked
you since we were in university. I initially took finance as well. However, after learning about Qiao Sang's matter and your
development of depression, I begged my mentor to let my dad transfer me to psychology through connections. I did it so that I
could cure you. For you, I'm willing to do anything...”
Fu Lingye's eyes wavered in disbelieve. He never would have expected Han Ling to do so much for him, “Han Ling, you didn't
have to do so much for me.”
Han Ling lunged forward to hug him, “Lingye, I'm the one who knows you best and the one who is best suited for you. I know you
don't want others to know about your condition. So, let's get married and I can treat you any time. I'll be good to Sweetheart too.
Lingye, marry me. I'm not like your ex-girlfriend. I don't mind that you have schizophrenia.”
“Han Ling! You've gone overboard!”
At the mention of 'schizophrenia', his expression changed.
“Lingye, have you really fallen for Mu Tongrui? She doesn't know a thing! She would be frightened if she knew because she
doesn't love you as much! Don't marry her. I'm the best person for you and only I can keep you company through this lifetime.”
Fu Lingye frowned and pushed her away. He strode towards the entrance and said, “I'll pretend you didn't say anything today.
Han Ling, forget about this conversation if you wish to continue being friends.”
“Lingye!”
What came back was the sound of doors closing.
Han Ling sat on the carpet and covered her face as she burst into tears.
I loved him the most and all he wanted was to be friends? What a joke!
Mu Tongrui, Mu Tongrui... I have to find out for myself what kind of person are you to be able to make Lingye so devoted!

...
Shortly after she ran out of Blue Bay Mansion, the dark skies started to rumble.
It was about to rain.
Her lonely figure scaled the streets but she only felt empty inside. There was no place for her in this world.
At this moment, the rain poured relentlessly. She was drenched from head to toe. She did not run for shelter but hoped for the
rain to pour even harder. Perhaps then, her pain would be washed away too.
God knows how long the rain poured. She sat amongst the grass, arms wrapped around herself, and shivered in the cold.
A black Bentley arrived. A man stepped out, a black umbrella in hand. He strode over and approached that puny figure that was
curled into a ball. Just like before, he offered his hands.
The rain made way for fog. Amidst the fog, she looked up at the man in a daze.
“Tongrui?”
Mu Tongrui hesitantly reached out and placed her hands on his.