Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Ten minutes later, two bouquets of flowers were sent to the set.
One of which was red roses that Xu Kun simply bought from a florist nearby Fu Corporation, while the other bouquet was a
bunch of white roses covered with dew sent by a delivery man.
“Miss Yan, it's for you. Please sign here.”
Someone on the set shouted, “Wow! Two bouquets! Who would you choose, superstar Yan?”
Xu Kun touched his nose awkwardly, and said with a smile, “Miss Yan, my boss said that he had a great time with you last night,
and sends you a bouquet of flowers to say thanks.”
Mu Tongrui, who was working on the keyboard, froze.
Fu Lingye had really spent the night with Yan Yi last night and even had a great time.
Damn Fu Lingye, what a womanizer!
Not only does he like Xiang Nanqian, but now he also falls in love with Yan Yi. Who exactly does he love?
Somehow, she wondered if it was due to anger, or sadness, or distress that she fell in love with this kind of fickle man—her chest
felt tight, and she just wanted to leave the set quickly.
Meanwhile, after Yan Yi glanced at Mu Tongrui, she smiled meaningfully, and said clearly, “Since it's from Mr. Fu, of course, I
have to accept this bouquet of red roses.”
As for this bouquet of white roses...
Yan Yi gave a faint smile. “I shall give this bouquet of white roses to Mr. Fu, as a gift in return for his flowers.”
Yan Yi took the bouquet of white roses from the delivery man and stuffed it into Xu Kun's arms.
The delivery man said quickly, “Miss Yan, Mr. Ji said that this bouquet of flowers is for you and cannot be given to others.”
“Since he gives the flowers to me, the flowers belong to me. Do I need to get his approval if I want to give it to others?”
“Well...”

Xu Kun finally understood that this bouquet of white roses was sent by Ji Zeyan. It just so happened that Fu Lingye also sent
flowers at this time. So now, is Yan Yi using this bouquet of red roses to anger Ji Zeyan?
Meanwhile, Mu Tongrui was about to leave the set holding her notebook after finishing the sketch quickly.
However, at this moment, a middle-aged woman among the background actors rushed over with a knife. Mu Tongrui's eyes
widened abruptly, and she subconsciously pushed away Yan Yi, who was standing with her back to the knife-wielding woman,
shouting, “Watch out!”
“Yan Yi, I want to ruin your face! If it weren't for you, my husband would never divorce me!”
Like a lunatic, the woman wielded her knife around, sending the situation into chaos. Mu Tongrui blocked several attacks with the
notebook in her hand, but her arm was cut by the knife, leaving a deep wound. In an instant, blood was squirting out of her arm!
“Miss Mu!”
Xu Kun kicked away the knife in the woman's hand, while the security guard hurried to the scene and subdued the woman to the
ground!
The wound on Mu Tongrui's arm was deep, and her arm was covered in blood, looking terrifying. Xu Kun immediately called Fu
Lingye.
“Boss, Miss Mu is injured. Come here quick.”
Yan Yi came over with a bag of tissue, and kept helping Mu Tongrui stop the bleeding. “The wound is too deep; you must go to
the hospital. Mr. Xu, you should take Miss Mu to the hospital now!”
Xu Kun helped Mu Tongrui. “Miss Mu, how are you feeling?”
“I'm fine.”
Mu Tongrui didn't know what was wrong with her just now. When she saw the knife coming down, she instinctively pushed away
Yan Yi.
She could have dodged it, but if she dodged it, the knife would have stabbed into Yan Yi's back. Worse still, it might injure one of
the organs of Yan Yi, and the consequences would be disastrous.

Fu Lingye hurried to the set. After seeing so much blood from Mu Tongrui's arm, he scolded with a cold face, “How could you get
hurt?”
Yan Yi explained, “Miss Mu got injured because of me—”
Before she finished speaking, Fu Lingye carried Mu Tongrui up with a frown, and rebuked her coldly, “Who allowed you to risk
your life to save others?”
I got stabbed for his confidante and yet he still scolds me? What is his heart made of?
Overwhelmed by the grievances that had been held back for a long time, Mu Tongrui clenched her fists tightly and said with
reddened eyes, “Put me down! It's none of your business! Who are you to lecture me? Fu Lingye, you bastard!”
The man turned a deaf ear to her and tightened his grip around her. “If you keep fidgeting, the bleeding will speed up. If you don't
want to lose too much blood, just stay still!”
Mu Tongrui glared at him with reddened eyes, but she didn't dare to move anymore, while tears fell down her cheeks silently.
With her in his arms, Fu Lingye quickly got into the car.
When they arrived at the hospital, Mu Tongrui was in so much pain that her tears kept streaming down her cheeks during the
debridement.
Her fair and slender arm was covered with thick blood, making the hair stand on end. When Mu Tongrui was twitching with pain
while tugging at his clothes, Fu Lingye frowned, and couldn't help but rebuke the doctor who debrided the wound, “Be gentle!”
The doctor was innocent. “Sir, I have been very gentle, and I won't be able to clean up the wound thoroughly if I go any gentler.
Would you like to clean it up for her perhaps?”
With a long face, Fu Lingye pursed his thin lips, and didn't speak anymore, as he wrapped his arm around Mu Tongrui's shoulder.
Seeing that her tears keep falling, he wiped the tears away from her face with his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, “Just bear
with it.”
But she wasn't crying in pain. She was crying out of sadness. She simply took advantage of her injury to cry openly.
After the doctor dressed her wound, he instructed her, “You'll be okay. I will prescribe some anti-inflammatory drugs and topical
medicine later. This arm should be kept away from water, otherwise, it will easily become inflamed. Don't use this arm for work,

else the wound will easily dehisce. Take good care of it when you're home and you'll be fine.”
Fu Lingye carried her out of the debridement room.
After leaving the debridement room, Mu Tongrui began to struggle. “Put me down. I can walk by myself!”
Looking down, the man warned her, “I am not responsible for the wound dehiscence if you keep fidgeting.”
Mu Tongrui said with anger, “You won't be responsible for me whether I fidget or not!”
Fu Lingye's face sank, while a surge of anger came over him. “Yesterday you jumped into the lake to save people, and today you
blocked the knife for others. Mu Tongrui, why didn't I notice that you are so noble?”
Does he know about the incident yesterday?
His tone was full of irony. She bit her lip and said, “I saved your lover today. It's okay if you aren't grateful to me, but you even
make sarcastic comments. Fu Lingye, do you have a conscience?”
“I didn't ask you to save her!”
The man gave her a cold look.
Mu Tongrui was angry, while also feeling aggrieved. “Why are you so fierce? If it weren't for me, Yan Yi will have been the one
who is having an operation at the hospital now, and you will be so distressed!
He was so fierce, as if she had done something extremely wrong. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got, as her
tears kept racing down her cheeks.
After they looked at each other for a while, her tears began to race down her cheeks. Fu Lingye was extremely irritated by the
tears, but he didn't know what to do, so he could only put her on the bench in the hospital corridor. Half-kneeling in front of her,
he raised his hand to wipe her tears away, while he patiently asked in a soft, low voice, “Does it hurt?”
Mu Tongrui cried like a child. “I've bled so much from such a deep wound... how could it not hurt?”
It hurts like hell!
Even though her choking tone sounded angry, there was a hint of softness, as if she was being coquettish. Fu Lingye gently
rubbed the white gauze on the wound with his fingertips. “There's nothing between Yan Yi and me. Protect yourself. Don't get

yourself hurt trying to save others again.”