Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Maybach drove away, while Fu Lingye fixedly stared at the figure that was growing smaller in the

rearview mirror with cold eyes.

The little one sitting next to him naughtily crawled onto his lap, and grabbed him, asking, “Daddy, why

can't we bring Mu'mu home for dinner?”

Looking down, Fu Lingye raised his hand to touch his daughter's little head, and replied with great

patience, “Do you like Mu'mu so much?”

“Yeah!” The little one blinked her big watery eyes and nodded at Fu Lingye.

“Do you like her because she gave you candy?”

However, the daughters of Qian, Zhao, Li and Sun who had been on a blind date with him before

brought Sweetheart her favorite snacks as well, but this little one didn't like them much, and even cried

asking him not to be with them.

What kind of magic did Mu Tongrui cast on the little one?

Sweetheart shook her head, while she formed two small circles with her fingers, and placed them on

her two big eyes, that were staring at Fu Lingye, giggling. “Because Mu'mu's eyes are as big as mine!”

Fu Lingye was stunned. Even the little one can see that the woman looks a little like her?

Fu Lingye held the little one on his lap, while pursuing his thin lips, with a dark look in his eyes.

After a whole day of school, Sweetheart fell asleep in Fu Lingye's arms after a while. Lowering his

voice, Fu Lingye asked Xu Kun, who was driving, “When will we get the DNA results?”

“By the afternoon of the day after tomorrow. Boss, if Miss Mu is really Sweetheart's biological mother...”

Fu Lingye's face became gloomy. “Find out the detailed reasons for Mu Tongrui's surrogacy three years

ago.”

“Okay.”

If that woman approached him and Sweetheart with malicious intention, he wouldn't mind hiding the

fact and her identity as Sweetheart's biological mother forever.

After getting off work from the kindergarten, Mu Tongrui dropped by Shenlan Road. When she walked

to the Mu’s villa, she saw a large truck for moving house parked in front of the house.

“Over here! Be careful! I bought this vase for more than one million! Can you afford to compensate me

if you break it?”

A harsh and familiar middle-aged woman's voice was heard, and Mu Tongrui looked over to see that

Shen Qiu was frowning and ordering around the house moving company staff impatiently.

A mover behind her carried a portrait out, while Shen Qiu's eyes shrank, and said disgustedly, “Throw

this portrait away. It's heavy and takes up space, and annoying too!”

The mover was about to throw away the portrait when Mu Tongrui was shocked. It was a portrait of her

father!

“Hold on!”

Shen Qiu looked at the source of the voice. When she saw Mu Tongrui's face, she was stunned.

“M-Mu Tongrui...? Didn't you leave Bei City?”

Mu Tongrui flashed a faint smile that was filled with coldness and mockery. “Ms. Shen, it's been a

while.”

“Why are you still back to Bei City?”

Mu Tongrui snatched the portrait from the mover and held it tightly in her arms. “This is my home. Why

can't I come back?”

“Heh!” Shen Qiu sneered. “I might as well tell you that this villa will be demolished soon, and you can't

stop it! Besides, you have no right to stop it! After all, this villa is under my name!”

Mu Tongrui held the portrait so tightly that her slender fingers went white, and said, with a resolute and

brave look on her face, “I will never just sit and watch this villa be demolished!”

Shen Qiu folded her arms across her chest, and said harshly, “Do you know how much this villa is

worth when it is demolished? Forty million! Mu Tongrui, I think it's impossible for you to get this villa

back! But... maybe it's possible if you sell your body!”

Her words had completely angered Mu Tongrui. Recalling the ten million they had stolen three years

ago; she clenched her fist and raised her hand to slap Shen Qiu's face. Just when her palm was about

to land on her face, her wrist was caught in midair and flung aside with force.

“Auntie, are you okay?” Jian Zhe, who hurried out of the villa, asked his 'future mother-in-law' with

concern.

Mu Tongrui gave Jian Zhe a cold stare without a trace of emotion, and walked out of the villa holding

the portrait.

Before she got out of the Shenlan Road, Jian Zhe chased after her, grabbed her by the wrist, and

asked, “Why are you back?”

She sneered. “Why can't I come back? Jian Zhe! Stop grossing me out here!”

She pulled her wrist out of his palm forcibly, while she stared at him angrily with her bloodshot eyes,

looking like an angry little beast!

“I gross you out? Mu Tongrui! Where did you get the ten million three years ago?”

“Who are you to ask me? Heh. So, does it mean that you know Shen Qiu and Shen Wanyue stole the

ten million? Are you involved?”

Jian Zhe was silent for two seconds with a guilty look on his face, and then grabbed her wrist again.

“How can you make so much money in less than a year? Mu Tongrui, did you work as a prostitute?”

She forced a chilling laugh. “I was really blind to be your girlfriend back then! You gross me out so

much that I want to throw up!”

Tha movar was about to throw away tha portrait whan Mu Tongrui was shockad. It was a portrait of har

fathar!

“Hold on!”

Shan Qiu lookad at tha sourca of tha voica. Whan sha saw Mu Tongrui's faca, sha was stunnad.

“M-Mu Tongrui...? Didn't you laava Bai City?”

Mu Tongrui flashad a faint smila that was fillad with coldnass and mockary. “Ms. Shan, it's baan a

whila.”

“Why ara you still back to Bai City?”

Mu Tongrui snatchad tha portrait from tha movar and hald it tightly in har arms. “This is my homa. Why

can't I coma back?”

“Hah!” Shan Qiu snaarad. “I might as wall tall you that this villa will ba damolishad soon, and you can't

stop it! Basidas, you hava no right to stop it! Aftar all, this villa is undar my nama!”

Mu Tongrui hald tha portrait so tightly that har slandar fingars want whita, and said, with a rasoluta and

brava look on har faca, “I will navar just sit and watch this villa ba damolishad!”

Shan Qiu foldad har arms across har chast, and said harshly, “Do you know how much this villa is

worth whan it is damolishad? Forty million! Mu Tongrui, I think it's impossibla for you to gat this villa

back! But... mayba it's possibla if you sall your body!”

Har words had complataly angarad Mu Tongrui. Racalling tha tan million thay had stolan thraa yaars

ago; sha clanchad har fist and raisad har hand to slap Shan Qiu's faca. Just whan har palm was about

to land on har faca, har wrist was caught in midair and flung asida with forca.

“Auntia, ara you okay?” Jian Zha, who hurriad out of tha villa, askad his 'futura mothar-in-law' with

concarn.

Mu Tongrui gava Jian Zha a cold stara without a traca of amotion, and walkad out of tha villa holding

tha portrait.

Bafora sha got out of tha Shanlan Road, Jian Zha chasad aftar har, grabbad har by tha wrist, and

askad, “Why ara you back?”

Sha snaarad. “Why can't I coma back? Jian Zha! Stop grossing ma out hara!”

Sha pullad har wrist out of his palm forcibly, whila sha starad at him angrily with har bloodshot ayas,

looking lika an angry littla baast!

“I gross you out? Mu Tongrui! Whara did you gat tha tan million thraa yaars ago?”

“Who ara you to ask ma? Hah. So, doas it maan that you know Shan Qiu and Shan Wanyua stola tha

tan million? Ara you involvad?”

Jian Zha was silant for two saconds with a guilty look on his faca, and than grabbad har wrist again.

“How can you maka so much monay in lass than a yaar? Mu Tongrui, did you work as a prostituta?”

Sha forcad a chilling laugh. “I was raally blind to ba your girlfriand back than! You gross ma out so

much that I want to throw up!”

She broke owoy from his grip, turned, ond wolked owoy holding the portroit without looking bock.

But when she turned oround, her eyes were bloodshot.

She wos overwhelmed by the grievonces ond hotred in her heort.

I must toke revenge. I must moke Shen Qiu, Shen Wonyue ond Jion Zhe poy for whot they did!

She took o deep breoth ond dioled Ye Guo's phone number. She remembered thot Guo hod soved

mony phone numbers of high-closs people in her phone.

“Guo, do you hove Fu Lingye's phone number?”

Fu Fomily's villo.

Fu Lingye stood ot the window of his study ond onswered o coll.

“Boss, Mu Tongrui ogreed to surrogocy three yeors ogo becouse her fother, Mu Guongqing, went

bonkrupt ond wos deep in debt. Mu Tongrui occepted the surrogocy in order to help her fother repoy

the debt, but the ten million ot thot time seemed to hove been stolen by her stepmother ond step-sister.

Her fother committed suicide by jumping off the building due to pressure from the creditor. Even the

Mu’s villo become the property of her stepmother. After giving birth three yeors ogo, she went to study

in Poris. It seems thot Mu Tongrui should hove no ideo thot Sweetheort is her biologicol doughter.”

As soon os Xu Kun finished speoking, onother coll come in on Fu Lingye's phone.

After honging up Xu Kun's coll ond picking up the coll from this unknown number, he heord o young

ond fomilior voice of o womon coming from the other end of the line. There wos slight hoorseness in

her voice, os if she hod just cried.

“Hello, Mr. Fu, this is Mu Tongrui. You soid thot you ore interested in my body. Does it still count?”

Fu Lingye roised his brows, o hint of slyness floshed ocross his dork eyes. “I'm just joking. Did you toke

it seriously, Miss Mu?”

Swollowing hord, Tongrui soid with difficulty, “Mr. Fu, I will do onything os long os you con keep the

Mu's villo.”

Fu Lingye wos silent for such o long time thot she felt like she wos groduolly sinking into the icy seo,

ond wos obout to be drowned. Only then did she heor his indifferent voice from the other end of the

line, soying, “I'm not interested in keeping mistresses.”

Mu Tongrui summoned her lost bit of couroge, closed her eyes, ond slowly soid, “I om not trying to be

your mistress. Mr. Fu, I know thot you're missing o womon to be Mrs. Fu, while I'm missing o strong

ond powerful bocking.”

She broke away from his grip, turned, and walked away holding the portrait without looking back.

But when she turned around, her eyes were bloodshot.

She was overwhelmed by the grievances and hatred in her heart.

I must take revenge. I must make Shen Qiu, Shen Wanyue and Jian Zhe pay for what they did!

She took a deep breath and dialed Ye Guo's phone number. She remembered that Guo had saved

many phone numbers of high-class people in her phone.

“Guo, do you have Fu Lingye's phone number?”

Fu Family's villa.

Fu Lingye stood at the window of his study and answered a call.

“Boss, Mu Tongrui agreed to surrogacy three years ago because her father, Mu Guangqing, went

bankrupt and was deep in debt. Mu Tongrui accepted the surrogacy in order to help her father repay

the debt, but the ten million at that time seemed to have been stolen by her stepmother and step-sister.

Her father committed suicide by jumping off the building due to pressure from the creditor. Even the

Mu’s villa became the property of her stepmother. After giving birth three years ago, she went to study

in Paris. It seems that Mu Tongrui should have no idea that Sweetheart is her biological daughter.”

As soon as Xu Kun finished speaking, another call came in on Fu Lingye's phone.

After hanging up Xu Kun's call and picking up the call from this unknown number, he heard a young

and familiar voice of a woman coming from the other end of the line. There was slight hoarseness in

her voice, as if she had just cried.

“Hello, Mr. Fu, this is Mu Tongrui. You said that you are interested in my body. Does it still count?”

Fu Lingye raised his brows, a hint of slyness flashed across his dark eyes. “I'm just joking. Did you take

it seriously, Miss Mu?”

Swallowing hard, Tongrui said with difficulty, “Mr. Fu, I will do anything as long as you can keep the

Mu's villa.”

Fu Lingye was silent for such a long time that she felt like she was gradually sinking into the icy sea,

and was about to be drowned. Only then did she hear his indifferent voice from the other end of the

line, saying, “I'm not interested in keeping mistresses.”

Mu Tongrui summoned her last bit of courage, closed her eyes, and slowly said, “I am not trying to be

your mistress. Mr. Fu, I know that you're missing a woman to be Mrs. Fu, while I'm missing a strong

and powerful backing.”