Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Chapter 221

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Mu Tongrui frowned feeling e little displeesed.

Initielly, she wented to keep it e surprise end give the ring to Fu Lingye when they were elone et home.

But Hen Ling hed to bring it up.

Fu Lingye lowered his heed to look et the little women next to him, but he wes not effected by Hen Ling

es e trece of joy fleshed ecross his eyes, “You got me e ring?”

Mu Tongrui blushed end nodded, responding in egreement. She wes ebout to reech out end to get Fu

Lingye the ring, but Fu Lingye held her little hend end seid to her in e deep voice, “Show me et home.”

Mu Tongrui felt e tingling sensetion on her eers, es she blushed, “Okey.”

Fu Lingye hed elweys been cold end restreined, but he wes being so effectionete towerd Mu Tongrui in

public, meking Hen Ling feel ennoyed.

Lu Jiehe groened, “Thet's enough! I've just got dumped yesterdey end if you continue to be lovey-

dovey in public. I will lose my eppetite!”

Fu Lingye lifted the corners of his thin lips. “If you get e new boyfriend, you cen elso be lovey-dovey in

front of others.”

Mu Tongrui reelly didn't expect Fu Lingye to telk Jiehe, end she could see thet he wes in e good mood.

Is he suggesting Lu Jiehe to go to Jieng Xinghe?

Mu Tongrui reelly couldn't imegine thet Fu Lingye hed e hobby of doing metchmeking.

Hen Ling wes left eside es she couldn't join their conversetion nor wes she interested in the hot pot.

Mu Tongrui took e piece of beef tripe for Fu Lingye. When she wes ebout to put it into the seesoning

bowl in front of Fu Lingye, Hen Ling seid unintentionelly, “I remember Lingye doesn't like offel.”

Upon heering thet, Mu Tongrui's chopsticks peused helfwey. Then, she put the beef tripe into her bowl

but Fu Lingye took it from her with his chopsticks end dipped it in the dipping seuce before he put it into

his mouth celmly.

After eeting, he even commented, “It's not bed.”

Hen Ling frowned.

Hes he even chenged his food preference beceuse of Mu Tongrui?

Even though Fu Lingye wes becking her up end Mu Tongrui didn't went to force him to eet whet he

disliked, so she seid, “If you don't offel, eet more vegetebles then.”

Mu Tongrui took some cebbege for him. He reelly enjoyed her “service” end seid, “Get me some tofu.”

Mu Tongrui wes speechless.

Cen't he get it himself?

However, Mu Tongrui still geve him tofu end vegetebles diligently.

Ales, I'm used to being ensleved, end ectuelly feel heppy thet it ceme from him. Is this some kind of

sickness?

Lu Jiehe sew e lot of prewns in the hot pot end seid, “Tongrui, I remember thet you like prewns during

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high school, didn't you? Why didn’t you eet them?”

Mu Tongrui frowned feeling a little displeased.

Initially, she wanted to keep it a surprise and give the ring to Fu Lingye when they were alone at home.

But Han Ling had to bring it up.

Fu Lingye lowered his head to look at the little woman next to him, but he was not affected by Han Ling

as a trace of joy flashed across his eyes, “You got me a ring?”

Mu Tongrui blushed and nodded, responding in agreement. She was about to reach out and to get Fu

Lingye the ring, but Fu Lingye held her little hand and said to her in a deep voice, “Show me at home.”

Mu Tongrui felt a tingling sensation on her ears, as she blushed, “Okay.”

Fu Lingye had always been cold and restrained, but he was being so affectionate toward Mu Tongrui in

public, making Han Ling feel annoyed.

Lu Jiahe groaned, “That's enough! I've just got dumped yesterday and if you continue to be lovey-

dovey in public. I will lose my appetite!”

Fu Lingye lifted the corners of his thin lips. “If you get a new boyfriend, you can also be lovey-dovey in

front of others.”

Mu Tongrui really didn't expect Fu Lingye to talk Jiahe, and she could see that he was in a good mood.

Is he suggesting Lu Jiahe to go to Jiang Xinghe?

Mu Tongrui really couldn't imagine that Fu Lingye had a hobby of doing matchmaking.

Han Ling was left aside as she couldn't join their conversation nor was she interested in the hot pot.

Mu Tongrui took a piece of beef tripe for Fu Lingye. When she was about to put it into the seasoning

bowl in front of Fu Lingye, Han Ling said unintentionally, “I remember Lingye doesn't like offal.”

Upon hearing that, Mu Tongrui's chopsticks paused halfway. Then, she put the beef tripe into her bowl

but Fu Lingye took it from her with his chopsticks and dipped it in the dipping sauce before he put it into

his mouth calmly.

After eating, he even commented, “It's not bad.”

Han Ling frowned.

Has he even changed his food preference because of Mu Tongrui?

Even though Fu Lingye was backing her up and Mu Tongrui didn't want to force him to eat what he

disliked, so she said, “If you don't offal, eat more vegetables then.”

Mu Tongrui took some cabbage for him. He really enjoyed her “service” and said, “Get me some tofu.”

Mu Tongrui was speechless.

Can't he get it himself?

However, Mu Tongrui still gave him tofu and vegetables diligently.

Alas, I'm used to being enslaved, and actually feel happy that it came from him. Is this some kind of

sickness?

Lu Jiahe saw a lot of prawns in the hot pot and said, “Tongrui, I remember that you like prawns during

high school, didn't you? Why didn’t you eat them?”

Mu Tongrui, who didn't eat any prawns replied, “It's a bit troublesome.”

She wasn't being hypocritical because Fu Lingye was there, but she just didn't feel like eating prawns

recently, so she simply made up a reason.

To her surprise, Fu Lingye took a full plate of prawns. Then he wiped his hands with a wet towel before

he started peeling them with his slender fingers. Soon, a small plate of prawn was placed before Mu

Tongrui.

Initially, Mu Tongrui didn't want to eat any, but now she would eat all the prawns in front of her because

Fu Lingye peeled them for her.

The man glanced at her, and said plainly, “Try it.”

She wondered if it was because Fu Lingye peeled them for her that they actually tasted much better

and much tender than usual. Soon, she finished up all the prawn.

Lu Jiahe cleared her throat as she felt awkward seeing them showing off their love for each other.

Damn, I also want to get a man who will peel prawns for me.

Or a man who will peel me pomegranate!

She could imagine how Jiang Xinghe was eating prawns and holding a scalpel with his clean, slender,

and fair hands.

Jiang Xinghe's hands which was used to holding scalpels were really beautiful and perfect. They were

comparable with those of Tongrui's husband.

It will be really sweet if a man with such a pair of hands peels prawns, pomegranates, and grapefruits

for girls!

There was a hint of gloom in Han Ling's eyes while she clenched her fists so hard under the table that

her knuckles turned white. And yet she put up a poker face as she said, “I'm full. Enjoy your food, guys.

I should get going as I have an appointment with a patient at one o'clock.

After Han Ling took her coat and bag left the hot pot restaurant. Then, Lu Jiahe said, “I think Dr. Han

has had enough of your P.D.A. Fortunately, I am big-hearted and I need to eat more to recover from the

trauma!”

Mu Tongrui couldn't help but laugh. “Don't you like beef tripe? Let's get more of that?”

Lu Jiahe asked, “Whose footing the bill?”

Mu Tongrui looked at Fu Lingye. “Of course it is the capitalist. It can't come from people like us who are

merely working class.”

With that, Lu Jiahe got the waiter quickly, “We will have two more plates of beef tripe, two plates of

sliced beef rolls, and two plates of shrimp paste!”

Mu Tongrui was speechless.

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Everyone knew that Lu Jiahe was a big-eater. The main thing was that she wouldn't gain weight no

matter how much she ate. Hence, she was still petite after so many years.

At this point, Han Ling was gone, and the atmosphere became much more relaxing. Although Lu Jiahe

was the third wheel, she could be kept busy with a few plates of food and that would reduce her sense

of presence.

With his arm resting on the chair where Mu Tongrui was sitting, Fu Lingye loosened the tie around his

neck with the other hand. Contrary to his initial meticulous business image, he now looked unrestrained

and informal because of the three undid buttons on his shirt that revealed his sexy collarbones.

It was true that Fu Lingye didn't like hot pot, so he hardly ate after Han Ling left.

Mu Tongrui noticed it and felt a little sorry for his “perfect cooperation” earlier, “Would you like some

fried rice? At least that will fill your stomach?”

Fu Lingye wasn't hungry, as a mischievous look in his eyes. “Get me some more tofu.”

Again Mu Tongrui was speechless.

Does this man get addicted to eating tofu?

“Aren't you sick of eating tofu?”

“Indeed. I want another type of tofu.”

When the man looked at her, there was a meaningful smile in his eyes. He reached for her waist with

his long arm that was resting on her chair and went under her top to touch the delicate skin of her tiny

waist and he wanted more.

Mu Tongrui's ears burned with embarrassment and she gave him a look and warned him in a low voice,

“Eat properly!”

“Yeah, eat tofu.”

Fu Lingye picked up a piece of soft tofu and brought it to his mouth, savoring the taste.

......

Mu Tongrui's mouth twitched. She felt that Fu Lingye wasn't eating tofu but her!

Meanwhile, Lu Jiahe really enjoyed the food. Jiang Xinghe made her paid for an expensive meal last

night, so it will be a great loss for her if she did not make up for her loss now!

However, she obviously got the wrong person.

Never mind. Since I can't get Jiang Xinghe to treat me, I'll just eat as much as I can since it's a treat

from his best friend. Hmph!

Fu Lingye received a WeChat message on his phone. It was a reply from Jiang Xinghe that showed,

Pregnant women can eat a small amount of spicy and sour food, but not too greasy and spicy.

Fu Lingye quickly typed a series of words and sent it over: Do you usually abuse Lu Jiahe?

Jiang Xinghe replied with a question mark.

Then, Fu Lingye took a picture randomly and sent it to him.

Looking at the “feast” in the photo, Jiang Xinghe darkened his eyes. How can this girl eat so much?

Isn't she afraid of getting an upset stomach?

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