Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Looking out, Mu Tongrui was overwhelmed by the boundless sea and inky darkness. There was no

boat in sight.

Mu Tongrui's knees weakened as she imagined the unthinkable. Tears trickled down her cheeks as she

hopelessly dropped onto the sandy ground.

She wailed, “Fu Lingye, where the hell are you? How do I find you now, you jerk? Who asked you to

come for me? Who asked you to care? How should Sweetheart and I go on without you...”

Mu Tongrui curled up into a ball. She hugged her knees and rested her face between them.

All she could hear were the waves and her loud crying. There were footsteps around her, but they went

undetected.

“Fu Lingye! Asshole! You said to live long and make the world suffer... So, who gave you permission to

die? You fool!” Mu Tongrui ranted.

Suddenly, a familiar voice cut her off.

“Wow. So much anger for a dead man.”

Mu Tongrui's body froze. As soon as she lifted her head, her eyes widened.

“Is this... really you?” Or this is my imagination? What if...

Mu Tungrui felt chills down her spine. She flurried backward nervously, “Who... What are you?”

In the moonlight, Mu Tungrui could see how drenched Fu Lingye was. Despite his rugged state, Fu

Lingye's distinct features and aura were still charming. However, that charming face suddenly turned

ferocious. He threatened, “I'm a ghost now. I'm taking you to hell with me!”

Mu Tongrui's tears had blurred her vision, but she eventually recognized Fu Lingye. Excited, she shot

up and jumped onto him. Mu Tongrui clung to Fu Lingye by wrapping her arms around his neck and

legs around his waist.

“It's really you! You didn't die! Fu Lingye...”

Fu Lingye covered her mouth with his. Coldness met warmth, allowing her body to warm up his.

Though fierce, this kiss was also sweet and passionate. Mu Tongrui embraced him tightly to kiss back.

Through this experience of life and death, they bonded even more. Her longing for him turned into a

million tender caresses inside, making her heart glow.

“Fu Lingye...” Mu Tongrui whispered.

Fu Lingye kissed her continuous streams of tears, tasting their sweet saltiness.

When he opened his eyes to lock with Mu Tongrui's, he saw her keen tender gaze. Strands of hair

stuck to her wet cheeks, making up a messy yet endearing version of Mu Tongyu.

Cheek to cheek, it felt as if they shared the same breath. Mu Tongrui winked lightly, and another drop of

tear fell. Her throat felt swollen as she tried to speak, “I... I thought you were really gone.”

Fu Lingye cradled Mu Tongrui's butt and stared back at her. He asked with a slightly broken voice,

“How long do you plan on being a koala bear. Huh?”

Fu Lingye teased her fondly.

This was when Mu Tongrui realized their sensual position and her straddling legs. Her face instantly

turned red while she hopped off. Yet, Fu Lingye placed his big hand on her back to draw her in,

allowing her to feel the imprint of his crotch area.

Mu Tongrui's face went completely crimson. She uttered, “We're in public.”

Not only are we in public, but we are also at the beach. What do you have in mind?

That thought scared Mu Tongrui.

Fu Lingye curled his lips then let go of her. He joked, “I thought you forgot we were in public when you

jumped into my arms like that.”

Mu Tongrui pouted her lips. She suddenly remembered they were still in a fight. She made a cold face

and claimed, “Hmph, I haven't forgiven you, by the way.”

She wouldn't let him off the hook so easily.

Mu Tongrui turned away, but Fu Lingye clasped her wrist. The next thing she knew, she was in his

embrace again. He protested softly, “Come on. I didn't come all the way to hear that. Don't be so cold.”

That upset Mu Tongrui. She looked up, “Who's colder?”

He was the one acting cold.

I gave birth to your daughter. For that, you have to be on my side, not Xiang Nanqian's.

Additionally, I should be supported from both moral and relationship standpoints. How could you let me

be the scapegoat?

Plagiarism could cost me my reputation and ultimately my career.

“We can argue all night, but do we have to do it in the breeze when I'm wet and cold?”

After a brief delay, Mu Tongrui answered, “I'll take you to the hotel before you catch a cold.”

Fu Lingye acceded.

On their way back, Mu Tongrui asked concernedly, “Did you get hurt?”

Fu Lingye gave her a short response, “No.”

Mu Tongrui replied with a low hum. She was used to his reservation by now, thus she assumed he was

too tired to tell her all the details.

When they got close to the hotel, Qiu Zekai ran out and shouted at Mu Tongrui delightedly, “Tongrui!

Thank god you're back. I thought you took a boat out in search of your man! I was scared!”

Fu Lingye furrowed his brows and asked, “Who's that guy?”

It sounded like an interrogation.

Mu Tongrui defended, “Don't give me that look. He's a travel buddy I just met.” He made it seem like I

was caught cheating.

Fu Lingye cast a cold glimpse at her, “He'd better be.”

Qiu Zekai ran toward them and acknowledged Fu Lingye, “Is this your boyfriend?”

Mu Tongrui nodded her head yes, “Mind introducing yourself?”

“Hi, I'm Qiu Zekai. We booked in the same tour group, but we aren't interested in their agenda. So, we

hung out together instead.”

Qiu Zekai extended his hand for a handshake. Only Fu Lingye kept his hands in his pocket and frigidly

said, “Fu Lingye, Mu Tongrui's husband.”

Taken aback by that introduction, Mu Tongrui gaped at him.

Did he just say, husband?

Qiu Zekai had the same reaction, but he awkwardly scratched the back of his head to hide it, “Ah, I

didn't know you were married.”

Reluctant to give Qiu Zekai more attention, Fu Lingye left them and walked toward the hotel's entrance.

Mu Tongrui faked a smile at Qiu Zekai and went after Fu Lingye. She linked arms with him.

Fu Lingye frowned, “Don't. You'll get yourself wet.”

“I'm not letting go.” Mu Tongrui gazed at him with her crystal eyes.

She detected a slight sense of annoyance in him.

Could it be for Qiu Zekai?

Mu Tongrui squeezed his arm, pulling her body closer. She quizzed, “What did you tell Qiu Zekai about

us again?”

Fu Lingye kept a stone face, not answering.

Mu Tongrui pressed on, “Did you say you were my husband because you got jealous?”

Still silent, only Fu Lingye's brows were knitted.

When they finally got to the entrance, Mu Tongrui whined, “Ouch!”

It finally invoked a reaction. Fu Lingye turned to her concernedly, “What's wrong?”

“My legs feel weak. Carry me.”