Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

“What happened?”
At the sound of Fu Lingye, Mu Tongrui shrank, her eyes were guarded and filled with fear when she looked at him.
Fu Lingye's dark eyes sank.
She's afraid of me?
Aunt Lan explained, “Young Master, I have no idea what happened to Young Mistress. She refused to have the porridge I served
and suddenly knocked it over...”
Fu Lingye glanced at the red date and lotus seed porridge that was splattered over the floor. He took a deep breath and
instructed Aunt Lan, “Bring another serving over.”
“Ok.”
With every step that Fu Lingye took, Mu Tongrui cowered. Finally, he was seated by her bedside; Mu Tongrui had nowhere to
retreat and was pulled into the man's arms.
“Let me go! Fu Lingye I hate you! Let me go!”
She struggled frantically but Fu Lingye did not release her. She grabbed Fu Lingye's hands and bit hard on it as though she
wanted to rip off a chunk of his meat.
Fu Lingye did not dodge, “Rui, if biting me would make you feel better, bite me harder.”
Above her head, the man spoke with his magnetic and gentle voice. Mu Tongrui pinched his hands and slowly released her bite
while she started crying. With her fist, she bashed hard against his chest.
As he witnessed her tear-stained face, Fu Lingye pressed her head into his arms. He kissed her forehead and shut his eyes,
“Even if you hate me, you still need the energy to take me on. By not eating, you'll just starve yourself and the baby inside.”
As though her fist had ramped into cotton, Mu Tongrui's temper was subdued by Fu Lingye's tenderness.
Aunt Lan who delivered another bowl of porridge handed them to Fu Lingye. He picked up the spoon and carefully blew it before
he brought it to her lips.

With red eyes, Mu Tongrui stared hard at him.
“Rui, be good, open your mouth.”
His coaxing did not work; Mu Tongrui knocked over the porridge again!
The bowl broke into pieces and the contents of the porridge splattered over Fu Lingye's trousers.
Aunt Lan was shocked, “Young Mistress Tongrui...”
Fu Lingye stared at Mu Tongrui's pale face. His tone turned cold, “Aunt Lan, get me another serving!”
“Yes...”
Mu Tongrui bit her lips and stared at him angrily, “I'm not eating! Scram!”
“If you don't want to see me, your best option is to take that bowl of porridge!”
Fu Lingye ran out of patience and placed that bowl of porridge in his hands on the bedside table. He glared at her with a cold
look.
With a deep breath, Mu Tongrui reached for the bowl of porridge and drank it.
“I finished it. Can you go now? I don't wish to see you.”
Fu Lingye clenched his fist. With a frosty look, he shoved both hands into his pocket and instructed Aunt Lan, “Take good care of
her.”
“Yes, Young Master.”
With that, Fu Lingye left the ward.
Aunt Lan glanced at the frail-looking Mu Tongrui and sighed, “Young Mistress, why are you doing this? Young Master called me
up this morning. When I arrived, I saw him seated on the bench outside your ward looking drained. I asked him why he hasn’t
gone in and he told me that he was the last person you wanted to see. What happened between you two?”
Mu Tongrui didn't wish to speak and pulled the covers over her head. Her tears seeped through the pillow.
“Aunt Lan, I'd like to be alone.”

“Alright, rest well. Let me know if you need anything.”
...
Mu Tongrui's phone was with Fu Lingye. As he exited the hospital, Mu Tongrui's phone rang.
The Caller ID showed Qi Yanli.
Fu Lingye frowned and answered the call.
Over the phone, Qi Yanli asked, “Have you gone to the hospital? Is the child gone?”
Fu Lingye answered icily, “I'm afraid I have to disappoint Mr. Qi.”
“Seems like the plan failed. I've underestimated you, Fu Lingye. You're sharp.”
“Qi Yanli, I am indeed remorseful towards what happened to Qiao Sang. But I will not let you off the hook for instigating Rui.”
“Instigate?” Qi Yanli laughed out loud. “Mr. Fu, you must have misunderstood. Mu Tongrui was the one who initiated to cooperate
with me. Do you really think your car accident the other day was purely an accident?”
Fu Lingye's eyes flashed, “What are you trying to say?”
“Surely someone as smart as Mr. Fu would know what I'm trying to say. That car accident was planned by your Rui. I'm starting
to pity you, Fu Lingye! Mu Tongrui sent you to Xia Xueqing's bed and directed the whole accident to claim your life. How does it
feel to be plotted against by the one you love?”
Fu Lingye's grip on the phone tightened till it turned white.
Qi Yanli laughed wildly over the phone, “Oh, I almost forgot to tell you. Mu Tongrui had been plotting against you since going to
Lijiang Island. I told her that something might happen if you went to Lijiang Island. Who knew, she actually brought you there. Fu
Lingye, seems like Mu Tongrui is even more ruthless than you.”
Fu Lingye was silent for a moment.
Qi Yanli thought Fu Lingye was too angry for words. Unexpectedly, Fu Lingye replied calmly, “She's ruthless and I'm cold-
hearted. Aren't we a match made in heaven?”

“You!”
Fu Lingye gave out a cold laugh and hung up.
...
Mu Tongrui slept for a whole day and had a nightmare.
When she woke up, she noticed a man by her bedside.
It was none other than Fu Lingye.
“I don't wish to see you. Go.”
Fu Lingye was skillfully shaving off the skin on the apple with a fruit knife in hand, “You really want me to leave?”
He was awfully calm. This man was too mysterious and Mu Tongrui could not decipher his thoughts.
Fu Lingye handed the cleanly deskinned apple to Mu Tongrui. Mu Tongrui turned her face elsewhere and ignored it.
Fu Lingye was not angry. He placed the apple on the tabletop and asked in an even tone, “I heard from Qi Yanli that you wanted
my life?”
Mu Tongrui stared at him with hatred, “You killed my dad! Of course I want your life.”
The fruit knife still in hand, Fu Lingye suddenly clamped down on her hand.
Mu Tongrui was in shock, “Fu Lingye... What do you want!”
The man forcefully shoved the fruit knife into the palms of her hand. His dark eyes stared at her deeply, “Didn't you want to claim
my life? You didn't have to spend so much effort to team up with Qi Yanli. If you want my life, just ram this knife into me.”
He held her hand and forced her to stab him on his left chest.
Mu Tongrui paled in shock, “Fu Lingye! Are you mad! No... no!”
But the man was stronger. Despite her resistance, she could not stop the motion. Just as the knife was about to stab through his
chest, Mu Tongrui burst into a fit of tears, “Let me go! Fu Lingye... do you hear me! No!”