Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Chapter 33

The next day, Mu Tongrui woke up early and made a full table of breakfast which were quite sumptuous.

When Fu Lingye took Sweetheart downstairs, Mu Tongrui quickly got up from the dining table and looked up at both of them with a smile.

“I don't know what kind of breakfast you and Sweetheart like to have. I simply prepared some. Come over and eat.”

If this breakfast suits Fu Lingye's appetite, Mu Tongrui would mention about going to the party. Fu Lingye would agree if he was having a good mood.

If only she was thick-skinned enough last night, she would have Fu Lingye agree to attend the party with her.

Fu Lingye glanced at the breakfast on the table with a faint expression and no emotion. But Sweetheart ran over happily, staring at a table full of delicious food. She praised Mu Tongrui without hesitation, “Wow! Mu'mu! You are great!”

Mu Tongrui carried Sweetheart onto a children's chair and filled up her bowl with congee. Mu Tongrui asked, “Sweetheart, what do you want to eat?” Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Sweetheart pointed at the custard puff, “I want to eat that puff!”

Mu Tongrui put a little custard puff into her plate with common chopsticks and the little one ate happily.

When Fu Lingye sat down to eat, Mu Tongrui graciously handed him the tableware. Although the man's handsome face was cold, he seemed to enjoy her service. She bit her lips, “That...”

As she was just about to mention something, Xiang Nanqian led Fu Zehan downstairs and interrupted her with a soft smile, “Tongrui, did you make the breakfast today? It looks wonderful.”

Mu Tongrui's courage deflated. She nodded towards Nanqian, “Good morning, sister-in-law.”

“Good morning.”

Xiang Nanqian walked over and sat next to Fu Lingye very naturally. During breakfast, Xiang Nanqian touched the back of Fu Lingye's left hand unintentionally. She spoke with a very flat and gentle tone, “Lingye, I heard that you are going to have dinner with the representatives from GK Corporation tonight. You had a bad stomach so please drink less wine, alright?”

Mu Tongrui was there like an outsider. She was biting the toast and watching them show their affection.

It turned out that Fu Lingye was having a dinner later tonight, so it seemed impossible for him to accompany Mu Tongrui to Shen Wanyue's party.

There was a flurry irritation in her heart. It was either because she might be embarrassed at the party, or because Xiang Nanqian and Fu Lingye's close relationship provoked her.

Fu Lingye looked down at the back of his hand which Xiang Nanqian had touched. Her black eyes were slightly cold. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Tongrui, “Are you going to tell me something?”

She was startled and bit her lip, “No, no.”

Mu Tongrui already knew that he was going to a dinner in the evening, so forcing him to accompany her to the party would seem very ignorant.

Fu Lingye wouldn't agree anyway. She might as well not mention it.

Mu Tongrui was sitting at the dining table and was eating her breakfast in 'deep sorrow'. Suddenly, the sound of a car engine came from Fu family's courtyard.

Looking at the courtyard from the French windows, the sports car that drove into the Fu's compound was a familiar Porsche. It was Ye Zibo's car.

Mu Tongrui was taken aback. Why did Ye Zibo come so early in the morning?

When she was looking at Fu Lingye cautiously, she saw the man's dark eyes staring at her coldly.

Mu Tongrui had no idea why Fu Lingye stared at her. she didn't even invite Ye Zibo to their house.

Although she and Ye Zibo were innocent, being stared by Fu Lingye always made her guilty.

Xiang Nanqian was not surprised but she pretended to be surprised and said, “Why did Zibo come? Tongrui, I heard that you are also from the Paris Academy of Fine Arts. Are both of you classmates?”

Fu Lingye's face became colder upon hearing Xiang Nanqian's question. He put the knife and fork in his hands on the plate, making a harsh clashing sound.

Mu Tongrui's eyes trembled. She looked at Fu Lingye and said, “We were just alumni.”

“Tongrui!”

As soon as Ye Zibo entered the house, the first person he called was Mu Tongrui before politely greeted the elders, “Aunt, uncle.”

Mu Tongrui felt numb on her scalp, “You, why are you here?”

Ye Zibo was in doubt, “Didn't you text me and ask me pick you up this morning, and accompany you to the Nanshan Cemetery to bury your father?”

Fu Lingye, who was sitting on the side, drenched his black eyes upon hearing the words.

“I... I didn't send you any text.”

When did she text Ye Zibo?

But Mu Tongrui said in a very low voice. Her objection was weak. All she could felt was a pair of icy black eyes staring at her and sent chills to her back.

The man who had been silent for a while suddenly got up, carrying Sweetheart's little Peppa Pig school bag and said, “Sweetheart, we are leaving now.”

Sweetheart frowned and protested, “Dad, Sweetheart is not full yet!”

Fu Lingye picked up a bottle of fresh milk on the table and another bag of packed toast, and carried Sweetheart up from the children's chair with the other hand, “Eat in the car.”

Xiang Nanqian immediately rushed to Ye Zibo and Mu Tongrui with a smile, and pulled Xiaohan away, “Tongrui, Zibo, you two have a good chat, we are leaving too.”

Mu Tongrui turned around and saw Xiang Nanqian holding Xiaohan and getting on Fu Lingye's black Spyker.

Mu Tongrui felt helpless for no reason. She had a glance at their back and they really looked like “a family of four”.

Ye Zibo glanced at the breakfast table and asked, “Tongrui, have you eaten? If you have eaten, shall we leave now?”

Mu Tongrui didn't eat anything at all as she already lost her appetite. She picked up her bag and said in a moody voice, “Let's go.”

...

In the car, Mu Tongrui thought of the 'text message' again, “Show me the text message I sent you.”

Ye Zibo turned on the phone and handed it to her. Mu Tongrui clicked on the text message and there was really a text message from her on his phone.

“Zibo, can you come to Fu family's house to pick me up at 7:30 tomorrow morning? Can you accompany me to Nanshan Cemetery to bury my father?”

It was indeed her phone number but she had never sent him any text message.

What was going on here?

Did she send it when she was sleepwalking? But there was no record on her phone.

Ye Zibo smiled and said: “I knew you don't like my uncle. After I convince my uncle, you don't have to pretend to be his wife any longer.”

“Zi Bo, I really don't suit you.”

Even if Mu Tongrui left aside her current relationship with Fu Lingye, she had surrogated for a stranger three years ago. She kept this secret and never tell anyone, not even Ye Guo.

Ye Zibo glanced at her and held her hand, “I know you may not like me now. It could be because we have been friends for too long. Tongrui, I don’t mind what happened between you and my uncle. I know that it was just an accident that night. Give me a chance to pursue you. If we really can't get along, I will give up.”

In the past three years, Ye Zibo had been very kind to Mu Tongrui, and she remembered all that he did for her. However, she could never imagine that she could still have a love relationship like any other

normal person.

While Mu Tongrui was thinking, her phone rang and the caller ID showed Shen Wanyue.

She answered the phone and she could hear the triumphant female voice reminded her, “Tongrui, don't forget the party tonight! Remember to put on beautiful dress and bring along Fu Lingye!”

Mu Tongrui hung up the phone immediately. She had headache thinking about the party tonight.