Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

He looked up quietly and their eyes met.
Mu Tongrui wondered.
Why is his focus so strange...
The point was the purpose he was looking for her and not any honorifics. Besides, when did she ever say that he was old?
“Mr. Fu, I'm just saying this out of respect...”
Before she could finish with her explanation, Fu Lingye stared at her and interrupted, “Would you address Ye Zibo with
honorifics?”
“This... There's only a few year's difference between me and Zibo. Moreover, he isn't my supervisor either. Why would I...?” Mu
Tongrui replied funnily.
Zibo? She's addressing him so intimately now?
The man stood up from his executive chair, standing tall and upright, strode towards her. She felt a chill run down her spine and
retreated back but was held by the waist. “Do you mean to say that we have a huge age gap then?”
Mu Tongrui choked. She did a mental calculation and realized that there was an eight year gap. Indeed, it was a huge age gap.
But was that very important?
Seeing her stunned, he pressed closer to her. His manly scent was so much more distinct. Mu Tongrui's heart raced and her ears
turned red, she pressed her hands against his chest, “Fu... Mr. Fu, this is a workplace... it's not appropriate.”
Her reminder didn't work but aggravated him. He squeezed his long legs between hers and whispered into her ears, “I thought
you would have noticed that long ago if I was old or not.”
His warm breath against her ears eased into every corner making her feel ticklish and sultry at the same time.
Her mind went blank and did not comprehend what Fu Lingye meant by “long ago”. Afraid that she would get into trouble, she
hastily pushed him away, “I... I've never said you were old!”

Only then, was Fu Lingye satisfied and released her. Mu Tongrui heaved a sigh of relief. Tucking her tousled hair behind her
ears, she asked, “Mr. Fu, if there is nothing else, I'll head back to work?”
Sitting back on his executive chair with a stern look he asked in a formal tone, “Why were you late today?”
So that was the reason. Did Xiang Nanqian really have to report to Fu Lingye so quickly?
She was not in the least bit guilty and replied in a dignified tone, “In the morning you and Sister-in-law were sending Xiaohan to
the hospital so I had to send Sweetheart to the Kindergarten. The delay in sending Sweetheart to school coupled with the
morning traffic in Bei City...”
He coolly questioned back, “So you ended up taking Ye Zibo's car to work?”
Mu Tongrui was stumped, “No, it was a coincidence that Zibo and I met each other. I didn't expect to see him. But I noticed that I
was already running late...”
“Mu Tongrui, do I need to remind you of your identity now?”
Hearing him utter those distrustful words, she instantly felt uncomfortable. He's constantly reminding him of her identity but had
never thought about his own identity- he is her “husband” in name now but remained in an ambiguous relationship with his
Sister-in-law.
At the thought, Mu Tongrui was riled up. She fumed, “Yes yes yes, you wouldn't believe what I have to say anyway.”
That's the way with Xiaohan and that's the way with Zibo.
Looking at her grumpy expression, Fu Lingye said, “Let's fetch Sweetheart together after work.”
Mu Tongrui braced herself and muttered an acknowledgement, “Mr. Fu, can I get back to work now?”
Fu Lingye's vision laid on her fair neck and collarbone. He wagged his fingers and spoke with a low voice, “Come over.”
She trudged over carefully. Seeing her slow movements, he frowned, “Am I going to eat you up?”
“...”
Mu Tongrui's face burned a bright red. Surely, Fu Lingye isn't planning to do the deed here!

When she was finally by his side, he told her hand and placed them on his chest. She was not prepared for this. Knees weak,
she fell right onto his lap!
“.... What are you doing?”
Struggling, she was about to stand up when his slender hands held her down. Frowning at her struggles, he said, “Don't move.”
Fu Lingye buttoned up the two buttons on her blouse.
“...”
Mu Tongrui raised her hands to loosen the buttons, “It feels suffocating, I don't want to button up.”
Her fumbling hands were held down by Fu Lingye. Giving her an intense look, she immediately backed down.
“Knock Knock Knock ---”
The moment Xu Kun entered; he was presented with a steamy scene. With his eyes covered, he retreated quickly. Before
closing the door after him, he said, “Boss, please continue, I didn't see anything at all!”
See no evil!
By the time Xu Kun closed the door, all sorts of emotions were running over Mu Tongrui's face. Fu Lingye teased, “How long
more do you intend to sit here?”
Mu Tongrui swiftly stood up, “Mr. Fu, I'm going back to work!”
Running out of the office, Xu Kun who was still waiting outside looked at her with amusement.
With quick steps, she entered the elevator. Staring at her reflection from the escalator ceiling, she touched her burning face and
her hands trailed towards the buttons on her blouse. Her entire being was on fire.
...
Mu Tongrui did not expect her first day at Fu Corporation to be pleasant. Thankfully for Ye Zibo who was in the same department,
her first day wasn't that lonely.

When it was time to knock off, Mu Tongrui was packing up and preparing to meet Fu Lingye to fetch Sweetheart when Xiang
Nanqian came out of his office. With a cold voice she said, “Mu Tongrui, stay back for overtime.”
“Why is that, Supervisor Xiang? Today is my first day at work and I have already completed the task.”
“Because you were late for ten minutes today. So, you'll have to stay back for an hour to make up for it.”
An hour? It was obvious Xiang Nanqian was all out to get her. Nonetheless, it was true that Mu Tongrui had lapsed and should
stay back to make up for it.
Ye Zibo nudged her with his shoulders, “Overtime, so be it. I'll keep you company and we could have supper afterwards.”
“But...”
She had promised Fu Lingye to fetch Sweetheart from school.
Forget it. It was probably another passing comment by Fu Lingye. He'll likely head to the hospital to visit Xiaohan with Xiang
Nanqian then fetch Sweetheart after.
...
Fu Lingye took the elevator from 66th floor. When the elevator hit the 60th floor, he reached out and pressed for the 60th floor.
The elevator door opened and he strode towards the Creative department.
He heard the chatter of a man and woman before he could enter the Creative department.
“Ye Zibo, you made this instant noodle for me. Why are you having it instead?”
“I'm hungry too. This is the last one and I'm parting with it for you. Can't you let me have a bite?”
“It's not hygienic, why don't you call for takeout?”
He took another two steps. A transparent glass separated him from them. Fu Lingye saw a man and woman fighting over a cup
of instant noodle, their interaction appeared intimate.
His face clouded.