Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Before Mu Tongrui could comprehend what, he meant by “what we started at the hotel the other day”,

she was being carried over his shoulder. Pressed against the peak of his bones, her abdomen

throbbed in pain. Upside down, the blood rushed to her head. She hammered against his back with her

fist, “Fu Lingye! What are you doing! Let me down! Do you hear me! Let me down!”

She just began struggling when she was thrown onto the soft bed. His black eyes stared at her

belligerently. It was a frightening look as though he was looking at his prey. Mu Tongrui retreated

subconsciously. But he was faster. His hands grabbed her waist and pulled them hard against his

chest. At the same time, those cool lips which still held a light scent of tobacco pressed hard against

her soft lips. To call this a kiss, a punishment would be a better term.

“Fu Lingye... let me go...”

Both her hands were pushing against his chest but her strength is nothing to compared to Fu Lingye.

Their bodies remained pressed together- She could almost hear his heart hammering. It appeared

more like he was humiliating her when he looked at her with those cold eyes while behaving so

intimately.

To him, she's just a twenty-four-year-old girl. His forcefulness caused her to tear up, aggrieved. Yet, Fu

Lingye was still overwhelmed with anger and jealousy to pity her. He continued to tear her dress off

without any intention of stopping.

Mu Tongrui wanted to serve him a tight slap but her hands were held down by Fu Lingye mid-air. With

one hand, he held both her wrists, tugged off his necktie with the other free hand and tied both her

wrists up.

Mu Tongrui struggled desperately, face red and crying she scolded, “Fu Lingye you asshole! Beast!”

Having removed all her clothing, his lips slightly lifted.

That's all it took to be a beast? There's more to come!

He spread her legs open and hugged them around his waist. His black eyes looked upon the teary

face. Enunciating his words, he spoke, “Mu Tongrui, look carefully at what sort of relationship we

share.”

...

Xiang Nanqian who heard the commotion outside knitted her brows.

Along the corridor of the second floor, Sweetheart came out of his room hugging some drawing papers

and color pencils. “Auntie, have you seen Mu'mu?”

Xiang Nanqian was taken by surprise, hurriedly collected herself. She squatted down and spoke to

Sweetheart with a gentle smile, “Mu'mu is in the room with daddy. Why don't you go look for her?”

Sweetheart nodded, “Ok.”

...

The room was beautiful. Just as Fu Lingye was about to break into her last defense, an angel-like voice

sounded from the other side of the door.

“Mu'mu? Mu'mu! Are you inside? Sweetheart wants to do drawing with you!”

Sweetheart knocked against the door.

Mu Tongrui resisted vehemently, red-eyed, “Sweetheart is here... Fu Lingye, let me go. Sweetheart is

just outside.”

When the little one did not receive any response, she continued, “Mu'mu, if you don't open up, I'm

going to come in!”

The man atop Mu Tongrui did not show any signs of moving. Mu Tongrui pleaded desperately,

“Sweetheart is coming in, you wouldn't want her to see us like this.”

Instead, his lips came down on her again.

The next moment she was lifted up.

...

With a click, the room opened.

Sweetheart rushed into the room and shouted gleefully, “Mu'mu! Mu'mu!”

But there was no one in the room.

The little one furrowed her brows. Turning towards Xiang Nanqian she said, “Auntie, Mu'mu isn't here.”

The little one is young and didn't know better. Xiang Nanqian gazed at the clothes thrown all over the

bed with a light-colored lacy undergarment. A man's trouser in the mix, her vision trailed towards the

bathroom. Through the frosted glass door, she could almost make up the silhouette of two figures

entwined. The woman's hair was splayed around her, arms embracing the man's neck. Her whole body

was intertwined with the man.”

Eyes trembling fiercely, Xiang Nanqian led Sweetheart out the room and shut the door quickly to

separate the scene from her line of vision.

Sweetheart asked, “Auntie, where is daddy? Daddy's missing too. Did he and Mu'mu slip outside to

play without me?”

Xiang Nanqian faked a smile, “Surely not, let's go down and play with brother. They'll be back for

dinner.”

Still hugging her drawing materials, Sweetheart nodded reluctantly and said, “Alright.”

Sweetheart looked back at the shut door several times unconvinced, while Xiang Nanqian led her

downstairs.

...

In the bathroom, Mu Tongrui heard Sweetheart's receding voice. She started struggling once more, “Fu

Lingye! Let me go!”

Unfortunately, the necktie kept both her hands around his neck and their bodies close together; his

parts touching her hot and hard.

Not only did he not release her, he advanced further by wrapping his arms around her waist. Spinning

her around, he pressed her against the cold wall. With distant eyes, he stared at the enraged woman

and held her chin. Coolly, he asked, “You feel aggrieved being with me?”

Mu Tongrui spoke without thinking, “Aggrieved! If not for Mu family we wouldn't even be together! Fu

Lingye as a president of a multinational corporation, is this how you behave by forcing yourself onto a

girl?!”

Before they were interrupted by Sweetheart, his excitement was at a ten. After the commotion, it went

down to a five. After hearing the complaint, he had all lost interest entirely.

Fu Lingye looked at her icily, it was frightening. He finally threw her down, cold faced as he left the

bathroom.

Mu Tongrui stood there; lips parted. She was very blunt and didn't hold herself back earlier. She stood

in the bathroom for about half a minute when she heard a loud bang outside.

Swallowing her saliva, she untied her hands and hugged her body as she stepped out. As she picked

up her clothes, her tears started falling, spilling all over the carpet.

The sound of engine roared downstairs. Fu Lingye must be driving out.