Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Before Mu Tongrui could comprehend what, he meant by “what we started at the hotel the other day”, she was being carried over
his shoulder. Pressed against the peak of his bones, her abdomen throbbed in pain. Upside down, the blood rushed to her head.
She hammered against his back with her fist, “Fu Lingye! What are you doing! Let me down! Do you hear me! Let me down!”
She just began struggling when she was thrown onto the soft bed. His black eyes stared at her belligerently. It was a frightening
look as though he was looking at his prey. Mu Tongrui retreated subconsciously. But he was faster. His hands grabbed her waist
and pulled them hard against his chest. At the same time, those cool lips which still held a light scent of tobacco pressed hard
against her soft lips. To call this a kiss, a punishment would be a better term.
“Fu Lingye... let me go...”
Both her hands were pushing against his chest but her strength is nothing to compared to Fu Lingye. Their bodies remained
pressed together- She could almost hear his heart hammering. It appeared more like he was humiliating her when he looked at
her with those cold eyes while behaving so intimately.
To him, she's just a twenty-four-year-old girl. His forcefulness caused her to tear up, aggrieved. Yet, Fu Lingye was still
overwhelmed with anger and jealousy to pity her. He continued to tear her dress off without any intention of stopping.
Mu Tongrui wanted to serve him a tight slap but her hands were held down by Fu Lingye mid-air. With one hand, he held both
her wrists, tugged off his necktie with the other free hand and tied both her wrists up.
Mu Tongrui struggled desperately, face red and crying she scolded, “Fu Lingye you asshole! Beast!”
Having removed all her clothing, his lips slightly lifted.
That's all it took to be a beast? There's more to come!
He spread her legs open and hugged them around his waist. His black eyes looked upon the teary face. Enunciating his words,
he spoke, “Mu Tongrui, look carefully at what sort of relationship we share.”
...
Xiang Nanqian who heard the commotion outside knitted her brows.
Along the corridor of the second floor, Sweetheart came out of his room hugging some drawing papers and color pencils.
“Auntie, have you seen Mu'mu?”

Xiang Nanqian was taken by surprise, hurriedly collected herself. She squatted down and spoke to Sweetheart with a gentle
smile, “Mu'mu is in the room with daddy. Why don't you go look for her?”
Sweetheart nodded, “Ok.”
...
The room was beautiful. Just as Fu Lingye was about to break into her last defense, an angel-like voice sounded from the other
side of the door.
“Mu'mu? Mu'mu! Are you inside? Sweetheart wants to do drawing with you!”
Sweetheart knocked against the door.
Mu Tongrui resisted vehemently, red-eyed, “Sweetheart is here... Fu Lingye, let me go. Sweetheart is just outside.”
When the little one did not receive any response, she continued, “Mu'mu, if you don't open up, I'm going to come in!”
The man atop Mu Tongrui did not show any signs of moving. Mu Tongrui pleaded desperately, “Sweetheart is coming in, you
wouldn't want her to see us like this.”
Instead, his lips came down on her again.
The next moment she was lifted up.
...
With a click, the room opened.
Sweetheart rushed into the room and shouted gleefully, “Mu'mu! Mu'mu!”
But there was no one in the room.
The little one furrowed her brows. Turning towards Xiang Nanqian she said, “Auntie, Mu'mu isn't here.”
The little one is young and didn't know better. Xiang Nanqian gazed at the clothes thrown all over the bed with a light-colored
lacy undergarment. A man's trouser in the mix, her vision trailed towards the bathroom. Through the frosted glass door, she

could almost make up the silhouette of two figures entwined. The woman's hair was splayed around her, arms embracing the
man's neck. Her whole body was intertwined with the man.”
Eyes trembling fiercely, Xiang Nanqian led Sweetheart out the room and shut the door quickly to separate the scene from her
line of vision.
Sweetheart asked, “Auntie, where is daddy? Daddy's missing too. Did he and Mu'mu slip outside to play without me?”
Xiang Nanqian faked a smile, “Surely not, let's go down and play with brother. They'll be back for dinner.”
Still hugging her drawing materials, Sweetheart nodded reluctantly and said, “Alright.”
Sweetheart looked back at the shut door several times unconvinced, while Xiang Nanqian led her downstairs.
...
In the bathroom, Mu Tongrui heard Sweetheart's receding voice. She started struggling once more, “Fu Lingye! Let me go!”
Unfortunately, the necktie kept both her hands around his neck and their bodies close together; his parts touching her hot and
hard.
Not only did he not release her, he advanced further by wrapping his arms around her waist. Spinning her around, he pressed
her against the cold wall. With distant eyes, he stared at the enraged woman and held her chin. Coolly, he asked, “You feel
aggrieved being with me?”
Mu Tongrui spoke without thinking, “Aggrieved! If not for Mu family we wouldn't even be together! Fu Lingye as a president of a
multinational corporation, is this how you behave by forcing yourself onto a girl?!”
Before they were interrupted by Sweetheart, his excitement was at a ten. After the commotion, it went down to a five. After
hearing the complaint, he had all lost interest entirely.
Fu Lingye looked at her icily, it was frightening. He finally threw her down, cold faced as he left the bathroom.
Mu Tongrui stood there; lips parted. She was very blunt and didn't hold herself back earlier. She stood in the bathroom for about
half a minute when she heard a loud bang outside.

Swallowing her saliva, she untied her hands and hugged her body as she stepped out. As she picked up her clothes, her tears
started falling, spilling all over the carpet.
The sound of engine roared downstairs. Fu Lingye must be driving out.