Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Fu Lingye carried Mu Tongrui on his back for a long, long time. When they got into the car, Fu Lingye

pursed his lips with a straight face and did not speak. Silence filled the air and Mu Tongrui yearned for

the warmth on his back but she did not dare to speak so she glanced at him for a few times. However,

she gave up seeing he had no reaction.

Maybach drove steadily on the highway late at night. Silence roared in the car, while the sound of wind

whistling through gaps in the windows could be heard.

Xu Kun had been driving for a long time. He glanced at them quietly in the rearview mirror. They sat far

away from each other, with Fu Lingye sitting near the left window and Mu Tongrui on the far right

window without talking to each other.

Xu Kun bit the bullet and broke the ice. “Umm... Boss, where are we going now?”

The hotel or Miss Mu's place?

Fu Lingye glanced at her and asked, “Address?”

“Boya Apartment on Changfu Road.”

After Mu Tongrui said the address, she bit her lips and asked Fu Lingye in a low voice, “Are you really

going to my place?”

Her place was very small, so small that Fu Lingye couldn't even sleep on the sofa even if he wanted.

The man stared at her and said in a cold tone, “Are you still trying to avoid me?”

She felt that she wronged so she whispered, “No, I'm not. It's just that my place is too small for another

person to sleep.”

Fu Lingye just ignored her.

Xu Kun drove back to the hotel after dropping them off at Boya apartment.

Fu Lingye got out of the car with Mu Tongrui, but he had wide strides, soon he was very much ahead of

her. Mu Tongrui ran behind him and said in a pleasing tone, “This is the building. I live on the eighth

floor. It is a small studio, but the rent is not cheap. It is 2,000 a month, but my salary is only 5,000 a

month.”

She must have screwed up the potential deal with Shengyuan tonight and it was very likely that she

would not get paid for the past two weeks. Anyhow, she had no plans to ask for it.

After entering the lift, Fu Lingye stared straight ahead without even looking at her. Mu Tongrui stood

behind him like his follower. Then, she looked at his reflection on the wall of the lift.

Is he still mad?

But, what is he mad about?

The lift ascended and its door opened when it reached the eighth floor. Fu Lingye walked ahead while

Mu Tongrui followed and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, Fu Lingye stood outside and stared at the small room.

Like a child, Mu Tongrui seemed a little flustered and panicked. After changing into her slippers, she

stood by the door, then scratched her head, and said, “Just come in. There are no men's slippers. “

Fu Lingye was tall, and had to bend down slightly before entering the house. Mu Tongrui turned around

to close the door gently, and took a deep breath before she turned around and followed the man into

the house.

Fu Lingye carried Mu Tongrui on his back for a long, long time. When they got into the car, Fu Lingye

pursed his lips with a straight face and did not speak. Silence filled the air and Mu Tongrui yearned for

the warmth on his back but she did not dare to speak so she glanced at him for a few times. However,

she gave up seeing he had no reaction.

Fu Lingye's first impression of the house was that it was too small and very messy

On the small sofa in the living room, several sets of women’s clothes were lying around in a mess. It

must the dirty laundry that Mu Tongrui left behind when she left in a hurry in the morning. They left

there as she did not have time to tidy them. On the dining table, there was a carton of milk and a loaf of

bread, which should be her simple breakfast in the morning. He could almost imagine the picture of her

going out in the morning.

Mu Tongrui wanted to pour him a glass of water, but realized that there was no more drinking water. Fu

Lingye stared at her, making her feel a little embarrassed. She felt a little awkwardly and said, “I'll boil

some water now. Please take a seat and wait for a while.”

Just as she walked by him with the kettle, the man grabbed her by the wrist. Then he took the kettle

from her hand and turned round to walk to the open kitchen without saying a word.

Strictly speaking, it was not even a kitchen but just a tabletop for cooking.

Mu Tongrui was stunned and stood rooted to the floor. She watched him fetch water from the faucet,

and then plugged in the electric kettle.

There were a few unwashed dishes in the sink. When Fu Lingye looked on them and Mu Tongrui

hurried over as she blushed and explained that she had forgotten to wash them. Then, she picked up a

rag, turned on the tap to do the dishes.

Of course, she remembered that Fu Lingye was germophobic.

Fu Lingye probably couldn't bear to see her being so sloppy living by herself.

His slender and beautiful hands took away the rag in her hand. “How many days have the dishes been

left there? Did you forget to wash them or were you just lazy?”

The man's voice was neutral with no emotions.

......

With the water running, Fu Lingye squeezed the dish washer and started to do the washing in his suit.

She looked at the pair of clean and slender hands stained with foam and dirt. Then she lowered her

head and said dully, “Let me do it.”

Fu Lingye had probably never done this thing.

But she only dared to talk, and didn't dare to actually grab the dishes from him.

The look on the man’s face was cold, whereas Mu Tongrui looked at him washing and rinsing the oil

stains on the dishes and feel dejected suddenly. “I don’t know what happened that I lived such a poor

life too. I was never like this. In fact, I have lived in Paris alone for three years and I was fine...”

Fu Lingye looked up and saw a packet of instant noodles placed in the corner of the countertop. It had

been opened, and half of it had been eaten leaving the other half in the packet. It seemed that it was

eaten raw.

On the way from Bei City to S City, Fu Lingye was both worried and mad. He was mad that she left

without a word, and lied to him but gave up halfway. He really hated it when someone gave up after

doing something halfway. And that was what exactly what Mu Tongrui did. In his opinion, she had no

perseverance and no standpoint. Moreover, she could be easily cheated by others with just a few

words. But he had no choice as he had fallen for her and treated her as his woman.

At this moment, Fu Lingye felt distress standing in this narrow and cramped room of about 20 square

meter. The anger in his heart had actually vanished.

Fu Lingye wiped the dishes and listened to her soft voice.

“You must think that I'm living a miserable life now. Fu Lingye, you said that I'm heartless but you are

actually the cruelest. You knew that I had an ulterior motive on you right from the beginning and yet you

pretended that you know nothing. You treat me well, gave me everything, and even taught me about

love. Then, you took it back all at once. You are the one who is truly cruel. I will not be living such a

miserable life if you had stop me earlier and expose me.”

Mu Tongrui blurted out her dismay with her face down, fingering her palm not knowing if she was upset

over her vulnerability or protesting against Fu Lingye.

He placed the last plate on the countertop after drying it. Then, he turned sideways to look at her with

one hand in his pocket. He was amused what she said.

That night, he waited for her at the Banyan Tree Hotel for so long but she didn't show up. To make

thing worse, she caught him off guard by bringing Qiao Sang to him without telling him in advance

while trying to pair them off forcibly. Yet, she was blaming him for not exposing her lies sooner and

causing her to fall deeper into it.

If it weren't for Fu Lingye's rational and sane mind, Mu Tongrui sounded so well-reasoned that he would

have really thought that he was the only one at fault.

“Mu Tongrui, why haven't I realized before this that you can defend yourself so well? Or are you only

eloquent in front of me?”

Mu Tongrui was a little perplexed and murmured as she felt guilty, “I'm only telling the truth...”

Fu Lingye didn't intend to reason with her. As far as he was concerned, men who tried to reason with

women were likely having problems with both their IQ and EQ.

“It's all my fault. Now, what do you have to say on feeding my son raw instant noodles. It's your fault,

isn't it?”

......

Mu Tongrui was baffled. What does he mean by raw instant noodles?

I didn't.

Fu Lingye picked up the packet of instant noodles in the corner of the countertop and threw it in front of

her.

The corners of Mu Tongrui's mouth twitched and there was nothing she could say.