Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Fu Lingye drove the Black Knight out of the Fu Family's mansion.

The window of the car was wound down wide, and the cold night breeze blew in, chasing away his

dysphoric mood.

He directly made a call.

“I will be right over.”

A soft voice of a woman was heard answering, “Okay, I'll wait for you.”

Upon arriving at an apartment, Fu Lingye went straight into the corridor and got into the lift.

When he walked to the door, he knocked on the door a few times, and a young woman opened the

door. She didn't possess the same vigor and elegance as women of Mu Tongrui's age had, but she

looked very gentle and charming.

Han Ling bent over and took a pair of slippers to put them at Fu Lingye's feet. She then said with a

smile, “You haven't come to me for a long time. Do you face the same old problem again?”

After Fu Lingye changed his shoes with his thin lips pursing, he replied indifferently in agreement.

Han Ling closed the door, and followed him into the living room.

Then, she poured a glass of water and handed it to him. “Have some water first.”

After taking a sip of water, Fu Lingye leaned back on an armchair, and said calmly, “I recently went to

bed and dreamed about Qiao Sang again. She was asking for help, but I couldn't do anything.”

Han Ling sat in front of him and asked softly, “How could this happen?”

Fu Lingye pursed his thin lips, and refused to say it, avoiding the topic directly.

But as a psychiatrist who was one of the best in the world, Han Ling could tell the reason behind it.

“Lingye, did you go to the beach again?”

There were only two reasons why he would have an attack: one was the provocation from Qi Yanli, and

the other possibility was that he went to the beach and it brought back his memories.

“I went to Lijiang Island.”

Han Ling frowned. “Lijiang Island is where Qiao Sang died. Why did you go there? Like I said before, if

it is a common demon inside you, it is indeed possible to let go of fear and even heal if you face it

directly, but Qiao Sang's death is a heavy blow to you. If you face it, you will either overcome it or be

defeated by it.”

When Qiao Sang died, Fu Lingye was only at the young and frivolous age of twenty-two years old.

After suffering from that kind of blow, he locked himself at home for a whole year and refused to see

anyone.

At that time, Han Ling was still a student in medical school. After learning about this, she immediately

rushed back from the United States to enlighten Fu Lingye. It took her six months before Fu Lingye

gradually returned to a normal life.

Fu Lingye was decisive and had an iron fist in business, but only Han Ling knew that this seemingly

invincible man also possessed that secret vulnerability deep down, which was extremely fatal.

Back then, Fu Lingye couldn't shake off the shadow of Qiao Sang's death, and suffered from

depression. Fortunately, it was not serious. Han Ling used medicine, physiotherapy, and words of

enlightenment to help him gradually get out of that shadow.

“I didn't want to face it directly. When I fell into the sea on Lijiang Island, I thought deep down that it

would be good if I die like this, as I finally don't have to bear the guilt and anxiety. Am I a coward?”

Han Ling shook her head. “No, Lingye, you're not a coward. You are the strongest man I have ever

seen. If it was any other person with a conscience, he may not even be able to accept this guilt and

demon. I know you blame yourself very much for Qiao Sang's death, but it was an accident, and you

didn’t know that something like that would happen either. You are not a god, and you will also make

mistakes. Don’t be so hard on yourself, okay?”

“I was overconfident in my own judgment. I was too stubborn. The sky was very dark at the time. I

knew there would be heavy rains and stormy waves, but I just arrogantly thought that I could deal with

it, and I didn't believe that we would be so unlucky.”

Han Ling asked again, “Why did you suddenly go to Lijiang Island? It's not Qiao Sang's death

anniversary yet.”

Fu Lingye didn't mean to tell her, so Han Ling didn't ask further.

But in her heart, she couldn't help but think, If Lingye didn't go to Lijiang Island because of Qiao Sang,

who could that be that made him go there?

“Since what happened to Qiao Sang ten years ago, you have never been to the beach again. You only

go to offer flowers at her tombstone even on her death anniversary. Lingye, you went to Lijiang Island

for a very important person, right?”

Could it be Sweetheart's biological mother?

She knew that Lingye had recently found the biological mother of Sweetheart and brought that woman

back to Fu family mansion. Besides, that woman was his nominal wife. Could it be because of that

woman?

But how could Lingye care so much about that woman in such a short time?

The next morning, in the CEO's office of Fu Corporation, Xu Kun spoke cautiously, “Boss, there is

something I don’t know if I should tell you.”

Without raising his head, Fu Lingye continued to look at the file, and said coldly, “Don't tell me if you

know you shouldn't.”

Speechless, Xu Kun felt aggrieved.

After a short while, Fu Lingye raised his dark eyes and gave him a cold look, saying, “Say it!”

“M-Miss Mu has gone to work at Ya Hua...”

The man's eyes suddenly turned much colder, and Xu Kun could even feel that the surrounding air was

freezing.

He suddenly regretted telling Fu Lingye about it.

“Boss, Miss Mu went to work at Ya Hua, perhaps out of her personal reasons. Maybe she thinks Ya

Hua is more suitable for her career development...”

The man snorted coldly. “Ya Hua is more suitable for her career development?”

I think she just wants to get close to Qi Yanli!

She doesn't believe what I say, and yet she believes everything Qi Yanli says!

Am I her man or is Qi Yanli her man?

Fu Lingye frowned and asked, “Does Ye Guo know about this?”