Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

During breakfast, Mu Tongrui continued to mutter to herself, utterly confused about the whole situation.

Fu Lingye was never a morning person. “Don't talk while eating.”

Seeing that she missed the 'Fu Lingye' that called her pet names, he felt a strange sense of jealousy.

The worst kind of jealousy was the kind that you had no right to feel.

Being jealous of oneself would just be self-harm since there was no way of venting it or making it a

competition.

Mu Tongrui was unhappy, but grudgingly obeyed.

Why is the two-faced person lecturing her now?

After breakfast, Mu Tongrui retreated back to her room to pack her things, but Fu Lingye stopped her.

“What are you doing?”

“......”

Mu Tongrui chose to stay silent.

“Talk,” the man ordered, visibly getting impatient.

She bit her lip and spat, “Weren't you the one who told me to shut up?”

Since he forbade her from talking, then so be it!

Fu Lingye rarely got talked back at like this. He pulled her back and forced her into a chair. “Sit here. I'll

pack.”

“......”

His tone wasn't friendly and his actions were rough, but Mu Tongrui felt much better all of a sudden.

Looking at that conceited man packing her things for her with a frown made her feel overwhelmed.

Maybe he was just shy? That's why he wouldn't admit to it?

Does Fu Lingye ever feel embarrassed? From what she remembers, Fu Lingye was really good at

saying sappy things with a completely stoic expression.

Thinking about it made her realize that Fu Lingye was a rather adorable person.

However, 'adorable' probably wouldn't fit with the arrogant aura that this guy gives off.

Being the organized person that he was, Fu Lingye finished packing Mu Tongrui's things in no time.

Actually, Mu Tongrui didn't bring much to S City, neither did she buy anything bulky during her stay. A

small suitcase could fit all her things.

“Check if there's anything I missed out.”

That reminded Mu Tongrui of something. “Gimme a second.”

She pulled out a piece of artwork from a drawer and packed it into her suitcase carefully.

“What's that?”

“This is a drawing from Sweetheart. I've been keeping it the whole time.”

The colorful artwork featured a drawing of their little family, with Sweetheart holding on to both Mu

Tongrui and Fu Lingye's hands.

The dark clouds beneath Fu Lingye's eyes seemed to clear just a little bit.

The doorbell rang at that moment. “I'll get it,” Mu Tongrui said. “It must be the chestnut cakes I

ordered.”

The journey to Bei City would take four to five hours by car, so Mu Tongrui had ordered a couple of

chestnut cakes for them to eat on the way.

She opened the door without hesitation, and instead of a delivery man, a knife came barreling towards

her neck, coming to rest on her jugular vein. Mu Tongrui was scared out of her wits, a scream for help

lodged tightly in her throat.

She stared at the man before her, overcome by fear the moment she recognized him.

President Miao......?

“Where's Fu Lingye?!”

Miao Qixiang's bloodshot eyes stared straight into Mu Tongrui's face. The knife in his hand pressed into

her skin just a little bit, and a warm liquid began to drip down her neck.

Mu Tongrui didn't dare to move. “W-what do you want?!”

“Fu Lingye! Come here now!”

Fu Lingye appeared at the door in a flash, only to witness Miao Qixiang holding Mu Tongrui at

knifepoint, a trail of blood already forming on her pale neck.

Fu Lingye's pupils contracted dangerously.

“Let her go. Don't involve her in this.”

“Fu Lingye! Did you get Sheng Simin to fire me? I bet you were the one spreading rumors about me

taking kickbacks!”

Fu Lingye's brow furrowed. “What do you want?”

“What do I want? You ruined my life, so I'm dragging you down with me!”

Fu Lingye huffed, ridiculing him with his gaze. “So you think you can bring me down with you? Put

down the knife, and maybe I can spare you your life.”

Miao Qixiang was furious, and the knife in his hand had begun to tremble, pressing it even deeper into

the skin on Mu Tongrui's neck. Her eyelashes twitched violently and her lips turned a concerning shade

of pale. The blood on her neck ran down to her clothes, staining them a bright red.

“You think I'll believe you? You're taking revenge on me just because I touched this woman a couple of

times! Since you care about her so much, I'm going to let her bleed to death in front of you!”

The point of the knife suddenly turned.

Fu Lingye sneered. “What good do you get from killing her at all? Probably no more than a jail

sentence.

“Fu Lingye! Stop playing tricks with me! I know you just want me to let go of her!”

Fu Lingye's gaze was cold as he stroked the button on his intricately embroidered sleeves. “Here's the

truth: I'm already married, and this woman is just another mistress of mine from S City. I don't usually

let other people touch my things, but she doesn't matter to me as much as you think. Go ahead and kill

her, I'll just call the cops and help you get rid of the body-”

His words were spoken in cold blood.

Fu Lingye was a good actor, to the point that Miao Qixiang couldn't get hold of his true intentions. “Fu

Lingye! I didn't know you were such a cold-blooded animal!”

In her shock, Mu Tongrui met eyes with Fu Lingye, and she suddenly burst into tears. “Fu Lingye, how

could you! I slept with you for three years and this is how you treat me? I will come back and haunt you

even if I died!”

Miao Qixiang struggled to keep her under his control as she thrashed around. “Stop that or I'll kill you!”

He shouted.

“Kill me then! No one would come and save me anyway! Fu Lingye, since you're so heartless, make

sure you get him to accompany me to Hell after you kill me! Otherwise, I'll haunt you every night!”

Fu Lingye's lips curved upwards. “Fine. If he kills you, I'll make him disappear in no time.”

Miao Qixiang began to panic, his face turning pale as a sheet. “You! Fu Lingye! I didn't know you were

such a heartless beast!”

Fu Lingye was unfazed. “I've made so many enemies over the course of my life, so how would I have

survived till now if I weren't a heartless beast? As for her, go ahead and kill her,” he said, turning to Mu

Tongrui. “Rui, don't worry, I'll avenge you later on.”

Miao Qixiang could feel his blood boil.

Just as Miao Qixiang faltered for a moment, Fu Lingye gave Mu Tongrui a look, and she immediately

grabbed his arm, sinking her teeth into it.

“ARGH!”

Miao Qixiang let go of her, and she threw herself into Fu Lingye's embrace. Little did they know that

Miao Qixiang was charging towards them at full speed, pointing his knife forward.

“Such a bastard! I'll kill you!”

The light reflected off the knife with a malicious glint as it went straight for Mu Tongrui's back.