Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

After Fu Lingye and Mu Tongrui left the hospital, Mu Tongrui sat in the passenger's seat feeling glum.

“Lingye, what have I done to offend Jia? Why does she always dislike me?”

After all, Mu Tongrui was only a girl who was the same age as Fu Jia. Of course, she was upset that Fu

Jia always found fault with everything she did.

“Jia has been spoiled by Aunt Xian since young. Plus, she has been living abroad since she was a

child, so she has a foul temper. But you don't have to take it to heart, nor should you care if she likes

you or not.”

Mu Tongrui pouted. “Well, I don't care if she likes me or not.”

Fu Lingye glanced at her and chuckled. Freeing one hand, he reached out to squeeze her little hand.

Mu Tongrui touched her belly, and said, “I feel that my health has improved a lot recently. I think that I

will be able to give birth to him safely as long as we try to be more careful from now on.”

She had been in a good mood recently. Whereas, Fu Lingye had been feeding her like a pig with

nutritious food. With that, she rarely felt nausea and her waistline grew little.

“Let's go for a checkup in a few days.”

“Okay.”

When the doctor came in for a routine check-up on Fu Zhenghui, he asked, “Doctor, how is my

condition?”

“Mr. Fu, don't feel burdened. If you rest well, your myocarditis—”

Before the doctor could finish speaking, Fu Zhenghui interrupted, “Doctor, you don't need to comfort

me. I know my body well. I have suffered from this disease for many years and I know how serious it is

now.”

The doctor nodded; he had no choice but to tell him the truth. “Mr. Fu, you are indeed very ill. Did you

often pass out before this?”

Fu Zhenghui frowned and nodded. “Doctor, tell me the truth, how much longer can I live?”

“Umm... Mr. Fu, this is really hard to say. If you take good care of your body, you can live for another

ten years. However, you suffer from critical myocarditis and should not be exposed to any form of

stressors. If you're not rescued in time, you could easily... So I suggest you stay in the hospital.”

After the doctor left, Fu Zhenghui called his assistant.

“I want to see Mr. Xu, the lawyer in the afternoon. Ask him to come and see me at the hospital.”

“Okay, Chairman.”

If his days were numbered, then there were some things that he had to do.

The appearance of his daughter with Lan Jing at this time might be predestined by God. For so many

years, he had been missing Lan Jing and the child he thought had died. Nevertheless, the appearance

of Mu Tongrui had helped to fulfill his wish.

“Chairman, are you sure you want to give half of your fortune to an outsider?”

“I'm sure. Half to my wife, Zhao Xian, and the other half to Mu Tongrui.”

Lawyer Xu was puzzled. “Chairman, I really don't understand—”

“Mr. Xu, don't ask why. I have made up my mind. After I die, you must help Mu Tongrui safeguard her

share of the fortune.”

He owed Lan Jing and this child too much. He could never give her fatherly love so he wanted to

compensate her with these worldly possessions.

Mr. Xu nodded his head. “Chairman, just leave it to me. I will do as you have instructed me.”

Outside the ward, Fu Jia overheard her father's conversation with Mr. Xu after she came back from the

toilet.

Dad actually wants to give half of his fortune to Mu Tongrui!

Why Mu Tongrui? Why does Mu Tongrui get half of dad's fortune despite being an outsider?

Fu Jia clenched her fists with her face full of jealousy and hatred.

I'm the biological daughter of my dad, but he treats Mu Tongrui better than me!

Mom and I only get half of his fortune, but Mu Tongrui get half of it alone!

In a bar, Fu Jia was sitting at the bar scantily clad in a black mini dress with heavy makeup. She was

binge drinking and completely drowned in jealousy and rage.

A man came over with a glass of Long Island Iced Tea and flirted with her. “Hey there, gorgeous, are

you drinking alone? Why don't I join you?”

The man placed his big dirty hand on her bare shoulder.

Fu Jia stared at the dirty hand and said coldly, “Go away!”

The man stopped bothering her. He snorted and left with his drink.

None of these men could match Fu Lingye. She had admired Fu Lingye since she was a child, as she

felt that Fu Lingye was omnipotent. Like a mighty god, he would definitely get something done once he

set his heart on it.

But why is such a good man in love with an insignificant woman like Mu Tongrui?

Fu Jia was a little drunk and lay her head down on the counter with tears rolling down her sideburns.

Both Lingye and dad are the same. They favor Mu Tongrui!

But why Mu Tongrui?

“Tell me why?! I am your daughter. Why?” Fu Jia mumbled as she lay her head down on the bar half

conscious.

A man came over and called her, “Hey, beautiful, you drunk?”

Fu Jia did not respond to him.

With a sinister smile, the man helped Fu Jia up and coaxed, “Beautiful, let me take you to rest.”

Fu Jia felt her head was throbbing with pain, while she began to see stars and illusions. She saw that

the man who was holding her gradually turned into Fu Lingye.

Fu Jia threw herself into his arms and wrapped her arms around the man's neck. “Lingye, I have a

headache. It hurts so much.”

The man smiled lewdly. “Little slut, your voice turns me on. I will make you moan non-stop later!”

The next morning, Fu Jia ran back home in a disheveled state.

She was stopped by Zhao Xian as soon as she entered her house.

“Jia, where did you go last night?”

Fu Jia stood rooted to the spot not knowing how to respond. “M-Mom.”

Zhao Xian glanced at her revealing outfit and said with a frown, “Did you go drinking at a bar? You reek

of alcohol!”

“Mom, I was in a bad mood so I went to the bar for a drink.”

Zhao Xian sighed and gave her a hug as she patted her on the back and said earnestly, “Mom knows

that you were in a bad mood because of Mu Tongrui but you didn't come home all night and I couldn't

reach you on the phone as well. Do you know how worried I was? Don't do this again.”

Fu Jia nodded vigorously, and said, her voice a little hoarse, “Mom, I won't do that again.”

“Well, go up to take a shower and change your clothes. I made you porridge. You can eat it after the

shower.”

Fu Jia hurried upstairs and went into her bedroom.

After entering the bathroom, she stood under the shower and washed herself with the hottest water.

Her soft fair skin was covered with bruises.

She rubbed her skin hard with tears in her eyes.

She was overwhelmed with anger, pain, sadness, and all kinds of extremely negative emotions.

It was all because of Mu Tongrui!

Mu Tongrui has ruined me!

My innocence, pride, and dignity were all ruined by Mu Tongrui!

Mu Tongrui makes my life miserable. I swear I will take revenge on her!

Why does Mu Tongrui deserve to enjoy happiness and love in Lingye's arms while I am in hell? I will

make Mu Tongrui pay the price!

Fu Jia covered her face, and burst into tears under the sound of running water in her shower. She dug

her fingers into the soft skin of her arms.