Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Not only did Shen Wanyue not receive Mu Tongrui's forgiveness, but was also humiliated by Fu Lingye

as her plea was full of insincerity.

“What did you say to Shen Wanyue inside the ward just now? She had a vexed look when she left,” Mu

Tongrui asked Fu Lingye curiously as he walked out from the ward wearing a hospital gown.

Fu Lingye arched his brows as he strode over and said, “It wasn't anything nice.”

Mu Tongrui's curiosity was piqued, “What did you say?”

Fu Lingye looked stunning despite wearing a hospital gown. Mu Tongrui couldn't possibly imagine him

scolding someone else.

Fu Lingye came out as cold, arrogant, calm, elegant, and a gentleman. Through that elegance and

gentleness were indifference and detachment. You wouldn't expect such a man to be nice to you, but

you also wouldn't be able to imagine him reprimanding someone else.

Fu Lingye also didn't plan on telling Mu Tongrui as he did not want her to know that he could curse.

He would be digging his own grave if Mrs. Fu learned his bad behavior instead of his good ones.

The nurse knocked on the door before entering.

“Mr. Fu, are you there? Can I come in?”

Mu Tongrui found it funny as the female nurse's tone was laced with cautiousness.

Ever since the female nurse was fiercely reprimanded by Fu Lingye, she had always remembered to

knock before entering the ward.

This showed that people were fearful of Fu Lingye.

Some people just radiate dignity and power wherever they go.

Fu Lingye lied back down on the hospital bed and said, “Come in.”

Only then did the female nurse walked into the ward.

“I'm here to measure your body temperatures.”

Every patient needed to have their body temperature measured every morning and night in the

hospital.

The nurse was about to leave after measuring their body temperatures when Fu Lingye suddenly called

out to her.

“Wait.”

The nurse paused, worried that this patient is about to set some unspoken rules again.

But Fu Lingye only passed her a basket of fruits from the table, saying, “My wife is allergic to mango,

so this is for you.”

The nurse was taken by surprise, but Fu Lingye had already pushed the fruit basket forcefully towards

her. His actions were not gentlemanly nor elegant.

The nurse was confused and laughed, embarrassed, “How, how can I take this?.”

Mu Tongrui smiled and said, “We will have to trouble you these few days to look after me and my

husband. Take this fruit basket, you can share it with your colleagues for supper.”

Fu Lingye was a cold man. He kept people at bay when he doesn't smile. But Mu Tongrui felt that it

didn't help make people feel closer to him even if he did smile.

However, Mu Tongrui looked good-natured and was a soft person who was easily being bullied.

Naturally, the nurse gravitated towards talking to Mu Tongrui.

“Then thank you, Mrs. Fu.”

“You're welcome.”

After the nurse walked out happily with the fruit basket in hand, Mu Tongrui placed her hands on her

chin and stared at Fu Lingye, who was looking through some documents by the bed. She smiled and

said, “Lingye, you are crude.”

He was definitely not the friendly type.

Of course, the type of friendliness Mu Tongrui was referring to had nothing to do with business

dealings.

Fu Lingye had his own way of dealing with people when it comes down to business. This was a cold

hard fact.

But who would want to be with someone so unfriendly on a daily basis?

“Are you inferring that you would prefer me to talk to that nurse in a gentler and softer tone?” Fu Lingye

asked without moving his gaze from the set of documents.

A gentler and softer tone?...That wouldn't be necessary.

She wasn't that forgiving as to see Fu Lingye speaking gently to a female under her nose.

Every woman secretly desires for a perfect love relationship. Men should act cold and distant towards

other women, and gentle towards their own. Naturally, this was also on Mu Tongrui's mind.

That fruit basket just now was brought by Shen Wanyue. He was simply looking for an excuse to get rid

of it.

Mu Tongrui looked at him and asked, “Lingye, how do you know I'm allergic to mango?”

She hadn't told him about this, how did he find out?

Fu Lingye replied calmly, “You would avoid mangoes every time you see them on a plate of fruits. If it's

not an allergy then what is it? I remember you're not a picky eater.”

Mu Tongrui was stunned.

She never expected that Fu Lingye would observe her habits so attentively.

She blushed as warmth slowly spread across her chest.

As a result, she got down from her bed, ran towards his, and hugged him.

Fu Lingye frowned as he watched her dressed in a thin hospital gown. He reached out and pulled her

into his embrace while pulling his blanket onto her, tucking her in.

The ward was air-conditioned, but it was the winter. She just had a miscarriage and cannot catch a

cold. She also mustn't get down from the bed too often. The doctor had said she needs ample rest.

Fu Lingye kissed her forehead and asked hoarsely, “Are you cold?”

Mu Tongrui shook her head, “No, it's very warm.”

Of course she would feel warm as she was lying in his embrace.

She popped her head out from his chest, stared at him, and said, “Luckily it was your back that got

hurt, not your chest, or else you wouldn't be able to carry me right now. I would have to cling onto your

back like a koala.”

Fu Lingye tried to imagine the scenario and frowned.

Mu Tongrui asked, “Lingye, you actually pay a lot of attention to me right?”

How else would he have noticed that she would usually avoid the mangoes on a fruit platter?

Fu Lingye said matter-of-factly, “You are Mrs. Fu. Wouldn't it normal for me to pay attention to you?”

The most beautiful love words in this world are probably your partner telling you that loving you comes

naturally to him.

Mu Tongrui arched her brows, wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, and said softly, “Am I... just

Mrs. Fu to you?”

Women are greedy creatures. She wanted to be certain of his love after confirming something else.

Fu Lingye hugged her and kept quiet for a long while.

After a really long while, long till Mu Tongrui thought that Fu Lingye wouldn't be saying anything cheesy

anymore, Fu Lingye suddenly lowered his head and said in a voice only the two of them can hear.

“Wifey.”

It felt like he was replying her, but Mu Tongrui felt more like he was calling out to her.

Mu Tongrui's ears turned as red as a tomato.

Fu Lingye stared at her beautiful ears and wanted to take a bite. And he did.

“What about me? Am I just your husband?”

My husband...it was how she addressed Fu Lingye just now in front of the nurse.

Mu Tongrui bowed her head and heard herself saying, “Hubby.”

She was acting all lovey-dovey and shy.

Fu Lingye seemed satisfied with her answer. He pulled her close and said, “I really want to make love

to you right now.”

“...”

Mu Tongrui struggled subconsciously upon hearing that. Not only had she just had a miscarriage, but

he had also badly injured his back. How could they...how could they engage in such an aggressive

sport right now?