Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

After feeding Qiao Luo some paracetamol, he kept changing the cold towels placed on her forehead.
Aunt Yang saw what he was doing and asked in response, “Sir, how about letting me take over and care for Ms. Qiao?”
It seemed that Qi Yanli did not want to leave. His gaze remained focused on Qiao Luo's face.
“No need. You may head out.”
“Alright, please let me know if you require any assistance.”
Aunt Yang left and then closed the bedroom door.
Sir has finally found someone he likes.
Qi Yanli did not know how long he had stayed on her side. The paracetamol was gradually taking effect on her body. There were
beads of perspiration forming on Qiao Luo's forehead.
“Warm.....”
Qiao Luo was in a subconscious state when she pulled the blanket away.
Qi Yanli laid his hand over hers and gently said, “Cover-up. You will be fine as long as you break out a sweat.”
After a while, Qiao Luo's body broke out a sweat.
Qi Yanli did not dare to carry her into the shower. He was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he only removed her damp
clothes and brought a warm towel to wipe her body.
Qi Yanli stopped when he wiped on the small red mole on her left chest.
He stared closely at the small red mole. He looked puzzled.
In the past, when they were together, he clearly remembered that Qiao Sang did not have a small red mole like this one on her
chest.
He stared at the woman's face and muttered in a hoarse voice, “Are you actually Qiao Sang?”
He seemed to be asking himself as well as asking her to confirm if that was the case.

Qi Yanli could not tell if the woman lying before him had undergone any facial reconstruction before. Her face looked natural,
exactly the same as Qiao Sang.
How is it possible for her to look exactly like Qiao Sang but is not her? How does one explain this?
Qiao Luo shivered in her sleep because she was lying naked. She leaned instinctively towards Qi Yanli.
Qi Yanli hugged her tightly and lowered his head to plant a kiss on her forehead. He took a deep breath and mumbled, “No
matter who you are, you will always be my Sang.”
Qi Yanli had never dreamt that Qiao Sang would return to his side one day after being dead for 10 years.
Even though it was a beautiful dream, he was still happy with it.
He would never let go again no matter at what expense.
He would definitely be driven insane if he were to lose Qiao Sang once more.
......
At Fu family residence.
Xu Kun entered Fu Zhengyuan's study room.
“Mr. Xu, you probably know more about Lingye's daily affairs. Please be honest with me. Is there anyone who is on extremely
bad terms with Lingye?”
Xu Kun twisted his eyebrows, as though deep in thought, before saying, “The person whom Boss is on really bad terms with is
most possibly Ya Hua's Qi Yanli. However, I do not think Qi Yanli would do such an immoral thing like tampering on the brakes.
Besides, Qi Yanli keeps going against Boss primarily because he lost Qiao Sang. However, Qiao Sang did not die. In fact, she
has returned to his side so there is no reason for him to take Boss's life. After this matter has been investigated, he may be
sentenced to life imprisonment or even be subjected to the death penalty. He has no reason to do so. “
“Is Qiao Sang still alive?”
“Yes, Chairman. Besides Qi Yanli and Qiao Sang, Boss often has disagreements and feuds with his business competitors. That
is very normal. After all, no one will cause someone's death just because of business failures or losses. That would not be very
wise.”

Fu Zhengyuan was deep in thoughts, “However, going by your logic, Qi Yanli and Qiao Sang have no reason to hurt Lingye
again.”
“Chairman, I will continue to investigate this matter until I have found the murderer.”
There was a coldness in Fu Zhengyuan's eyes, “I will not forgive or let go of anyone who caused Lingye's death.”
“Chairman, there is some unrest from Fu Corporation's top executives in the past two days, so you need to pay attention at all
times. Another thing is, have you really decided to organize a funeral for Boss?”
Mu Tongrui walked outside to the study room when she heard this. She heard what Fu Zhengyuan said, “Lingye is my son. 5
years ago, when I sent Hanyu off, I was not able to sleep for three days and three nights. I sat in Hanyu's room and looked at his
medals, and kept thinking that he would return home. Who would have known that God would take my other son from me now
after taking Hanyu? They are both my sons. Nobody will understand how upset I am. However, now that Lingye is gone, who will
take care of Fu Corporation if I am not going to be strong? Who will take care of Fu family? We cannot keep delaying Lingye's
funeral. It has to be done promptly and properly. We need to let outsiders know that the Fu family is still going strong and that no
one is going to be able to take chances and bully us during this time.”
“Chairman.... please accept my condolences.”
Mu Tongrui stood outside; her tears poured out with a sourness rising in her throat.
She did not want to cry, but her heart was in so much pain.
Lingye's body had not yet been located. Even if a funeral were to be held, there would only be a cenotaph and a coffin without a
body.
Xu Kun saw Mu Tongrui on his way out of the study room, “Madam, Madam....”
Fu Zhengyuan followed behind him and said, “I have instructed Mr. Xu to go ahead and organize Lingye's funeral. Did you hear
that?”
Mu Tongrui replied plainly then asked, “Dad, can't we wait for a while more? Perhaps... perhaps there might be a miracle.”
“Five years ago, when Hanyu left, I also thought that there would be a miracle. I kept waiting for him to return. However, I
realized at the end that the longer I waited, the more heartbreaking it was.”

Mu Tongrui could not control her tears from rolling down. She lowered her head, not wanting her tear-stricken face to be seen by
anyone. She bit her lip and said, “However, how do we have a funeral when Lingye's body is nowhere to be found yet?”
Old Master Fu sighed deeply, “When a person dies, there is nothing that was left behind. Mr. Xu, please proceed with the
preparations.”
“Yes, Chairman.”
......
Mu Tongrui was cooking in the kitchen in the afternoon.
Aunt Lan looked at her and said, “Young Mistress, it is not yet time for dinner. Besides, if you want to cook, please let me do it
instead. You are expecting now, so you need more rest and not get so busy.”
Mu Tongrui shook her head. Her pale lips pulled into a smile, and said, “Aunt Lan, I have made a promise with Lingye. He will
return home earlier tonight to eat dinner. I plan to prepare a table full of dishes, then light up the candles. I also plan to make a
cake to celebrate his birthday with him. He will return after I am done preparing the dishes.”
“Young Mistress...”
Aunt Lan could not say anything in response. She could only sigh and went over to inform Old Master Fu about it.
“Old Master, Young Mistress keeps busying herself in the kitchen. I cannot seem to persuade her. She insists on making dinner
for Young Master and says that he will come back... I know that she is unable to take it. She is upset. However, she cannot
continue being like this. My heart also aches just by looking at her.”
Old Master Fu waved his hand, “Let her be. She might feel better doing that.”
Old Master used the cloth for his glasses to wipe gently on Fu Lingye's photo frame.
Aunt Lan shook her head, “Sigh....”
......
Mu Tongrui baked a cake and prepared a table full of dishes. She also lit up the candles.

Xiang Nanqian got home and saw Mu Tongrui seated there, talking to herself.
“Lingye, shall we light up the candles?”
After that, Mu Tongrui lit up the small candles on the cake.
Xiang Nanqian could not stand the sight of it and walked over to scold her, “Mu Tongrui, are you crazy?!”
Mu Tongrui continued to talk to herself, “I am celebrating Lingye's birthday. He promised me that he would return home earlier
tonight to celebrate Christmas with me, and I will celebrate his birthday with him.”
Xiang Nanqian picked up the birthday cake and threw it on the floor, “Fu Lingye is dead! Mu Tongrui! You are the one who killed
him! Why are you not the one who is dead instead?”