Chapter 85
Fu Lingye was glum when he left the hospital room.
Sweetheart leaned onto Mu Tongrui, trying to keep her eyes open. Fu Lingye advised Mu Tongrui, “Go ahead and bring
Sweetheart home to rest first.”
Mu Tongrui was startled, “What about you?”
“I'll wait for Old Master Fu to wake up. He'll be fine after tonight.”
“It all started with me. Let me stay with you.”
“Sweetheart will need the rest even if you don't. You bring her back first.”
Mu Tongrui looked at the little one who's fast asleep in her arms and nodded, “Alright, I'll send Sweetheart to school tomorrow.”
Fu Lingye fished out a bunch of car key from his pocket and handed to her, “Drive mine home, it's not safe to take a cab this late
at night.”
She took the keys from him, “Then we'll be leaving...?”
She took a few steps and turned back, “Shall I pick you up after sending Sweetheart to school?”
Fu Lingye stood there, hands in his pocket and gave her a gentle look, “No need, Xu Kun can give me a lift tomorrow. Go back.”
For some unknown reason, her heart warmed at those words.
Perhaps it was the way he stood there watching her leave so naturally, as though they were really husband and wife.
...
When they were back at Fu Mansion, Mu Tongrui carried Sweetheart to her room and wiped her tiny face and hands with a warm
towel. Taking off her jacket, she watched over the little one for a bit before she left, closing the door lightly after her.
“Mu Tongrui, you jinx!”
The moment the doors closed; Mu Tongrui heard those menacing words.
Turning around, she saw Xiang Nanqian staring at her fiercely and scoffed, “Sister-in-law, if I'm not wrong, you're responsible for
this too.”
“Hah, joke! It's because of your unruly behavior that caused dad to be hospitalized. How did it become my fault?”
“Sister-in-law, how did you know dad got mad due to my unruly behavior?”
Xiang Nanqian choked, “A maid told me, obviously! The argument was so heated, even the maid heard them! Mu Tongrui, you've
brought shame to the Fu Family!”
“Sister-in-law, no need for pretense when dad isn't around. Fu Lingye isn't here either. I know you were the one who told dad
about the fake marriage. Why did you have to slander me like that?”
Xiang Nanqian gave her a look of disdain, “You think too highly of yourself. Even if I wanted to kick you out of the house, there is
no need for me to do such a stupid thing. You would easily have guessed if I ratted out on both of you.”
True, even if Xiang Nanqian didn't like her, she wouldn't have done so. Still, not many knew about this. Who could have wanted
to chase her out of Fu Family?
In the whole of Bei City, the only person she could think of other than Xiang Nanqian was Shen Wanyue.
Xiang Nanqian shoved a handful of documents into her arms as she walked past her. She sneered, “No need to accuse me like
that, Mu Tongrui. If I wanted to kick you out, it's only a matter of opening my mouth. I'll always be the only person Lingye loved
then, now and in the future.”
With the handful of unknown documents shoved into Mu Tongrui's arms, Xiang Nanqian left the room. Mu Tongrui flipped through
the pages and frowned.
DNA Report.
She frowned deeply.
One belonged to Fu Lingye, the other belonged to Fu Zehan.
The results showed that they were father and son.
Mu Tongrui held the DNA report tightly, her fingers turning white.
Xiaohan is really Fu Lingye's son.
Her chest tightened, feeling a mix of emotions.
But didn't she already know that Xiaohan is Fu Lingye's son? Why did she still feel crestfallen after seeing the report?
Indeed, she had feelings for Fu Lingye. Although it didn't amount to 'love', she was damned.
Back in her room, Mu Tongrui sat on the bed stoning. She received a text message.
It was from Fu Lingye.
“Let me know once you're home.”
Mu Tongrui originally wanted to let him know once she got home but ended up deleting his message and turned off her phone.
She didn't want to talk to him now.
He had a son with Xiang Nanqian. Obviously, they would still have feelings for each other. If that's the case, why did he treat her
so?
Making love with her and showing her warmth. Over the matter, he even went against Old Master Fu and insisted on marrying
her.
Fu Lingye was too mysterious. Mu Tongrui couldn't comprehend him.
Perhaps he did that with her out of impulse and going against Old Master Fu was just so he could protect the underground
relationship he shared with Xiang Nanqian?
Mu Tongrui couldn't get it through her head and gave up thinking. After a shower, she laid on the bed filled with the scent of Fu
Lingye and fell into a deep sleep.
...
The next morning, Mu Tongrui and Sweetheart were having breakfast.
Sweetheart took a bite of her toast with strawberry jam and asked, “Mu'mu, can you get daddy a share later?”
The little one was indeed filial.
“Sure, but daddy would definitely have breakfast already.”
Sweetheart knitted her brows and shook her head, “If Mu'mu doesn't deliver, daddy wouldn't take it.”
“Why?”
The little one answered honestly, “Ever since Mu'mu came, daddy started having breakfast. Last time, Sweetheart was the only
one who took breakfast.”
Mu Tongrui was startled. Surely this was a coincidence?
What had Fu Lingye taking breakfast got to do with her?
This must be a coincidence.
Sweetheart's really such an imp.
Mu Tongrui smiled and petted her mushroom head, “You're only three and have such good observation skills. You'll definitely
become a very smart girl when you grow up.”
The little one licked her strawberry jam, “I'm already very smart now, ain't I, Mu'mu?”
“Yes, indeed. Sweetheart is very smart.”
...
After sending Sweetheart to kindergarten, Mu Tongrui stared at the share of breakfast next to her driver seat. She hesitated.
She lost her mood at the thought of the paternity test and drove straight to the company instead.
Let him starve. Then, he wouldn't have the time to bear kids with another woman!
The thought that flashed through her mind gave herself a scare.
Where did this feat of jealousy come from?
Mu Tongrui shook her head and tossed those thinking to the back of her mind, focusing on her driving.
Upon arrival at Fu Corporation's parking lot, Mu Tongrui looked at the breakfast again and tossed them into the bin by the
elevator door.
Even his beloved doesn't deliver breakfast. Why should she worry as a fake-wife?