Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)
Chapter 89

Chapter 89

“Get out!”

Fu Lingye repeated coldly.

Mu Tongrui placed the dishes on the table, “I'll go once you finish the food. Otherwise, it'll will be hardfor me to tell Sweetheart.”

Fu Lingye was unmoved. Mu Tongrui probed, “Are you still angry? How about this, once Old Master Fugets better, I'll confess to him. I know the one you love is Xiang Nanqian.”

The man stared at her coldly, “What do you want to confess to Old Master Fu about?”

“I'll confess that we're just a pretending and that all along it was because...”

Before she could complete her sentence, Fu Lingye grabbed her wrists and shoved her into his chest.Mu Tongrui fell onto his laps. Face red, she asked, “What are you doing?”

The man sneered, his dark eyes burning, “Since we're just a pretend couple, why did you bed me?”

“...”

He seduced her first!

“I don't intend for you to take responsibility.”

How dare this woman say such a thing!

Was it the anger or the fact that he had been staying in the hospital for two days without proper meals,Fu Lingye's started to have gastric?

The moment Mu Tongrui looked up; she saw Fu Lingye's pale face. She reached for his forehead, “Areyou unwell?”

Fu Lingye stared at her, “Feel bad?”

Recalling what Sweetheart said, Mu Tongrui realized that Fu Lingye might have a poor stomach andtouched his tummy, “Are you having gastric pain?”

The combination of her wriggling in his arms, his gastric pain and his erratic mood made him feel evenmore irritable. Pressing against her body, he whispered by her ear, “Don't move!”

Mu Tongrui was enveloped by his embrace. Given his gastric pain, she stayed still and rubbed hisstomach gently, “Is it very bad? Are there any medication at home?”

Fu Lingye was silent. Mu Tongrui couldn't just do nothing and struggled against him, “Let me go. I'll lookfor medication.”

Fu Lingye did not let go, “There's no medication at home.”

What now?

Mu Tongrui suddenly remembered seeing some pots of aloe vera at the balcony and grinned, “Wait forme.”

Sliding down his lap, she hurriedly left the study room.

She came back shortly with a glass of water.

Mu Tongrui handed the cup of 'water' to Fu Lingye, “Drink up and you'll feel better.”

Her tone was that of an adult coaxing a child.

Will feel better after drinking just a cup of water?

Nonetheless, Fu Lingye drank up.

The water was cold.

Serving cold water for gastric pain?

Is she taking revenge?

“Mu. Tong. Rui.”

“Why are you looking at me so fiercely. I'm trying to help you. I assure you; you'll feel much better onceyou drink up. This method works.”

For some unknown reason, Fu Lingye believed her and finished the cold drink in one gulp.

Mu Tongrui good naturedly looked at him, “You rest here, I'll make some porridge.”

A while later, Mu Tongrui came back. Fu Lingye looked much better and wasn't as pale as before.

“Much better now? Told you it would work.”

As if she had the guts to cause him harm. With that temper of his, he would have massacred her.

“What did you feed me?”

“Cold water with aloe vera gel. This method works miracles. Last time my dad used to have gastric paindue to excessive drinking. A doctor advised me to fix this remedy for him if he's ever having gastricpain. But...”

She looked down to hide the loneliness in her eyes, “Now I won't get the chance to make aloe veradrink for him anymore.”

Fu Lingye remained silent. To change the atmosphere, Mu Tongrui changed the topic, “Right, theporridge will still need time. You can get back to work. I'll leave first.”

As she turned, the man's big hands held her wrists and pulled her back into his arms, “Who said youcould leave?”

Mu Tongrui fell into his arms once again, her face flushed and heart raced, “You're finished with yourwork?”

With him holding her like that, it felt weird.

“Yes, I've got other things to do now.”

Mu Tongrui didn't catch the drift and asked, “What?”

The man's cool hands went underneath her dress.

Mu Tongrui's mind went blank as she hurriedly tried to stop him.

Wasn't this man having gastric pain? Where did he get the mood to do all this?

She will not get tempted a second time!

Her face was still flushed, “Get out.”

The man's eyes were still burning as he looked at her and talked dirty, “It's not yet in, how do I go out?

He looked prim and proper as though he was abstaining but his words were nothing but.

She wondered if his gastric pain was a ruse. How else can you explain this?

“Aren't you having gastric pain?”

“Yes, I need to do something else to divert my attention.”

“...”

By doing this sort of thing?

Mu Tongrui felt that Fu Lingye was trying to tease her.

Outside, Sweetheart's voice rang, “Daddy!”

Mu Tongrui took the opportunity to escape as she got up from Fu Lingye's lap. The door opened up thisinstant.

“Daddy! Are you still in pain?”

Sweetheart ran into Fu Lingye's arms. Fu Lingye caressed her head, “Not anymore. No need to worryabout Daddy.”

“Daddy, you need to eat well next time. You told Sweetheart to eat well, you have to do it too! Daddycan only take care of Sweetheart when he's in good health!”

Fu Lingye pinched Sweetheart's nose, “Sweetheart is right.”

Looking at the heartwarming scene of this father-daughter duo, Mu Tongrui thought about the beautifultimes she shared with her father and instantly felt teary.

When Sweetheart left the study room, Fu Lingye threw a stack of car magazine at Mu Tongrui.

With a smug look, the man said, “Choose one.”

“What for?”

Isn't it obvious? Why bother asking?

Fu Lingye frowned a little, “Choose your favorite.”

Mu Tongrui shook her head and declined, “Forget it. It's too expensive. You already gave me Mu Villaand for that I am grateful. I'll buy a car myself.”

Why was she willing to accept a car from Qi Yanli but not him?

The man interrogated, “Where would you get the money from?”

“I forgot to mention that I'll be participating in the Ya Hua competition. If I can win the prize, I'll be ableto buy a car.”

At the notion of Ya Hua, Fu Lingye frowned, his voice turned cold, “Who allowed you to participate inYa Hua competition?”

Mu Tongrui froze, “Why can't I participate?”