During Han's hospitalization, Fu Lingye and Xiang Nanqian took turns to take care of him. Sometimes
the two stayed in the hospital together. In Mu Tongrui's eyes, they showed deep affection toward each
other.
In the past few days, Mu Tongrui could hardly see Fu Lingye.
He stayed overnight in the hospital, and when he returned to the Fu family's villa, Mu Tongrui had
already gone to work.
Han was transferred to the general ward on the fifth day of hospitalization. Fu Lingye started to work
normally after a short break because of his busy schedule, while Xiang Nanqian was given a long
holiday and stayed in the hospital to take care of Han.
For almost a week, Mu Tongrui hadn't spoken to Fu Lingye at all, not even looking at each other in the
eyes.
This week, Fu Lingye had accumulated too many work matters and documents that he hadn't dealt
with. During the meeting, when the overseas marketing director talked about the plan and presentation
in a spirited manner, Fu Lingye got distracted several times.
When Xu Kun found out, he whispered in his ear, “Boss, have you been feeling a little tired from getting
too little rest recently? Should we suspend the meeting?”
Fu Lingye was startled. Looking up, he pursed his lips and said, “It's okay, just continue.”
After a long yet progressless meeting, everyone else left the meeting room, whereas Fu Lingye sat in a
black swivel chair for a long time, lost in thought.
Xu Kun made a cup of coffee and brought it over. “Boss, have you not made peace with Miss Mu yet?”
Fu Lingye shot him a sharp look.
Xu Kun quietly shut up. Did I say something wrong?
After a while, the man said with a sullen look, “I am worried about Han's injury.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtXu Kun subconsciously said, “Isn't little young master already transferred out of the ICU and is under a
stable state now?”
As soon as Xu Kun finished speaking, he felt a sharp gaze shooting at him.
Well, telling the truth isn't the trend these days.
Fu Lingye was a little irritable, as he frowned and said, “Ms. Xiang is on leave these days, pay more
attention to the work at the Creative Department.”
Although Ms. Xiang was not in, the deputy director had acted in her absence. The creative department
could only be regarded as a minor subsidiary department of the Fu Corporation. Compared with some
subsidiaries and major departments, Fu Corporation was generally permissive in the management of
the creative department. Besides, there wouldn't be many problems in the creative department. Does
the boss want me to pay more attention to the creative department or Miss Mu?
Holding back, Xu Kun replied respectfully, “Yes, I must pay more attention to the creative department
and report more to you about the situation there.”
“How about the things that I asked you to check before this?”
Xu Kun immediately replied, “After Miss Mu left the hospital that night, she ran into Qi Yanli's car and
had a minor car accident, so she went to the hospital for a CT scan with Qi Yanli.”
The man was shocked. “Why didn't you tell me earlier?”
Xu Kun felt wronged. “D-Didn't you tell me not to mention Miss Mu to you?”
The boss had a fight with Miss Mu and they're not speaking to each other. How would I dare to mention
her?
Fu Lingye snorted coldly. “You do listen to me now, don't you? Didn't you enthusiastically mention her
just now?”
Xu Kun was rendered speechless.
Fu Lingye got up and walked out of the meeting room with a cold face.
Xu Kun followed him with the black coffee, trying to butter him up. “Boss, actually, girls will soon forget
about it as long as you humble yourself to coax her. As the saying goes, a 40-year-old woman is like
this cup of black coffee, which is bitter, quite experienced, and hard to be coaxed; but, a little girl in her
early twenties like Miss Mu is like Sprite.
Sprite? What kind of metaphor is this?
Seeing that Fu Lingye didn't glare at him, Xu Kun continued, “The characteristic of Sprite is that it is
fizzy and strong. It can only be treated with care, and not be shaken. It will explode once it's shaken.
You should swallow your pride and give her an out. Girls are shy. They may have gotten over it deep
down, but because of their ego, they're embarrassed to say it.”
Fu Lingye snorted disapprovingly. “If you put these thoughts on your work, your annual salary will
definitely double up.”
Although these words were somewhat sarcastic on the surface, Xu Kun knew that Fu Lingye was
complimenting him.
Having worked for Fu Lingye for so long, Xu Kun was a smart person who could look beneath the
surface. There were many special assistants with strong abilities around the world, but there were very
few who could solve problems for the boss. If a special assistant was more capable than the boss, the
boss would either be wary of him or fire him. Moreover, although Xu Kun was capable, Fu Lingye was a
business prodigy. No matter how hard he worked, he would not be as good as one-tenth of Fu Lingye.
After getting off work, Fu Lingye went to the kindergarten to pick up Sweetheart.
Sitting in the car while having snacks, Sweetheart said to Fu Lingye, “Daddy, have you quarreled with
Mu'mu recently?”
Fu Lingye glanced at the little one in the rearview mirror. “Why do you ask so?”
“Mu'mu held me and cried a few days ago. She is not happy at our house. Daddy, if Mu'mu really
leaves us, what should we do?”
If Mu'mu leaves, daddy and I will be lonely again.
Fu Lingye's eyes darkened a little, and he didn't speak anymore.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter arriving at Fu family mansion, Fu Lingye led Sweetheart into the house. Seeing Fu Lingye coming
in, Mu Tongrui, who was originally downstairs, turned to go upstairs, but her thighs were held by
Sweetheart who ran over. “Mu'mu, why are you ignoring me?”
Mu Tongrui's eyelashes fluttered, as she looked down at the little one. “I didn't ignore you.”
Raising her hand, she lovingly touched Sweetheart's head.
“Mu'mu, just sit here, and don't go anywhere. Have a good chat with Daddy, okay?”
The little one's innocent voice trembled, and Mu Tongrui couldn't bear to say no to her, but she had not
been talking with Fu Lingye recently after the fight.
Looking at Sweetheart, who was looking at her innocently with her big eyes, she pursed her lips and
said nothing for a while.
Fu Lingye handed the schoolbag to Sweetheart, and said, “Go to your room and read some books.”
Sweetheart held the schoolbag and nodded, knowing that her father was going to have a talk with
Mu'mu alone. When she left, she did not forget to whisper to Mu Tongrui, “Mu'mu, you have to talk
nicely to daddy. Don't be angry. Daddy has a bad temper.”
Although the voice of Sweetheart was very low, sharp-eared Fu Lingye could still hear her clearly. The
man frowned and called out her full name coldly, “Fu Siqi.”
Sweetheart puffed out her cheeks and immediately ran upstairs with her schoolbag. It'll be bad if daddy
catches me and spanks my butt.
Humph, daddy has such a bad temper, how did he manage to find me a good mother like Mu'mu?
When Sweetheart went upstairs, Mu Tongrui took off the diamond ring from her ring finger and returned
it to him. “After Old Master Fu is discharged from the hospital, I will explain everything to him. From
now on, we don’t have to pretend to be a couple anymore, and you don’t have to threaten me with Mu
family villa. You can take this diamond ring back.”
Fu Lingye stared at her coldly, until she felt a chill running down her spine. He didn't mean to take the
ring from her at all.