Mu Tongrui held her breath then abruptly lowered her head. From afar, she even resembled a turtle
hiding in its shell.
Mu Tongrui was suspicious of Fu Lingye's knowledge of her presence. Yet, he kept the conversation
going as if Mu Tongrui didn't matter.
That reaction ached Mu Tongrui's heart.
Sweetheart pressed her lips together and blinked nervously, âMu'mu. Did he see us?â
Disregarding Mu Tongrui's silence, Sweetheart straightened her body with her knees on the sofa. She
popped her head out.
Out of nowhere, she called loudly, âDaddy!â
That shocked Yun Yuwei.
Yun Yuwei turned around to meet a round, curious face and its intense stare.
Don't tell me this is the daughter Fu Lingye mentioned.
Open-mouthed, Yun Yuwei stammered, âMr. Fu... she's...â
Fu Lingye flashed a charming smile, âOh. Allow me to introduce my daughter. We call her Sweetheart.â
Sweetheart ran to Fu Lingye's table. Mu Tongrui wanted to pull Sweetheart back, but she couldn't show
herself. Thus, she was forced to watch the situation worsen.
âDaddy. Is this my future stepmom?â
Yun Yuwei's face was as white as a ghost. The term âstepmomâ still carried a certain stigma, after all.
There was a pucker between Fu Lingye's brows. He warned, âSweetheart, behave.â
Sweetheart ignored the warning and went on to hold Fu Lingye's hand, âDaddy. Mu'mu came with me
because she doesn't want you looking for a new mom. She said she's perfect for it.â
Mu Tongrui's eyes widened.
Stop putting words in my mouth!
Mu Tongrui shot up defensively, âI never said that!â
This second surprise gave Yun Yuwei another shock.
How many people were spying on us?
Yun Yuwei stared at Mu Tongrui with resentment, âMr. Fu. Are you gonna tell me this is your daughter's
biological mother?â
With his deep dark eyes, Fu Lingye glanced at Mu Tongrui and clarified casually, âOf course not.â
Mu Tongrui froze. She studied Fu Lingye's detachment as if he viewed them as mere acquaintances.
Was he eager to deny my identity, so he doesn't upset Yun Yuwei?
Seeing the plain distrust on Yun Yuwei's face, Fu Lingye tactfully smirked at Mu Tongrui, âMs. Mu. Why
don't you explain our relationship to Ms. Yun?â
Fu Lingye's cold composure, along with the term 'Ms. Mu' tested Mu Tongrui's limits.
I see that you wanna play this game. Sure, let's play.
Mu Tongrui's clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms. Bearing an immense
heartache, she forced a superficial grin, âRest assured. I'm only a friend. I brought Sweetheart here
because she was anxious to meet you. I'm so sorry for disturbing you.â
Following the explanation, Mu Tongrui grabbed her purse and exited the restaurant right away.
Sweetheart was not pleased with this outcome, âDaddy! You drove Mu'mu away!â
Hmph! Daddy's a big fat liar. He promised that Mu'mu would go home with us if I brought her to
Repulse Bay Restaurant!
Carrying Sweetheart, Fu Lingye politely said, âExcuse me, Ms. Yun.â
When they got out of the restaurant, Fu Lingye put Sweetheart in the car, âStay here and don't move.â
âDaddy! Go get her!â Sweetheart supported.
Fu Lingye locked his car and ran after Mu Tongrui.
âWhat are you running for?â
âLet go of me! I don't want Ms. Yun to misunderstand.â
What does he want? He was quick to lie about our relationship. So why run after me?
Fu Lingye clasped her wrists and drew her into his arms, âWith or without her misunderstanding, our
relationship doesn't change.â
âWhat do you mean?â Mu Tongrui glowered.
Reluctant to be enfolded, Mu Tongrui's body was restless.
Fu Lingye looked into her crystal eyes, which were filled with rage, then slowly asked, âIf I didn't have
Sweetheart bring you here, how long were you planning on avoiding me?â
That was quite a plot twist to Mu Tongrui.
What did he just say? Did he stage the whole bit? The blind date, Sweetheart's worries, and the
spying?
Unfortunately, Mu Tongrui's distrust for him was beyond repair at this point. She scoffed, âJust like you
said, we're nothing but friends. Seeing as we're only friends, why would I care?â
âTell me then, why did you spy on my date? Was that because you didn't care?â Fu Lingye debated.
Words escaped Mu Tongrui.
He's trying to confuse me with his smart mouth.
âOf course! I went because Sweetheart begged me to, not because I wanted-â
âYou rushed here for Sweetheart, not for your own jealousy? Did it not bother you that I might actually
be on a date with another woman?â Fu Lingye attacked again.
He sounded so domineering that Mu Tongrui's mind went blank for a second.
She bit her lower lip and escaped from Fu Lingye's grasp. Avoiding eye contact, she fibbed, âWhat
does that have to do with me? I couldn't care less about a man I broke up with, not to mention getting
jealous. I only bothered to come to check on Sweetheart's future mom.â
Fu Lingye gave Mu Tongrui a sassy stare as if he saw through Mu Tongrui's lie.
Mu Tongrui received the message, âWell... I trust you to take Sweetheart home. Bye!â
Mu Tungrui turned around, but Fu Lingye hauled her back, âWho said you could leave?â
âI don't need anyone's permission. We're not together anymore. Remember?â
âDid I agree to it?â
Shameless bastard!
Fu Lingye lifted Mu Tongrui and tossed her into his car.
The black Maybach glided on a highway gracefully.
Watching him drive, Mu Tongrui suddenly recalled Fu Lingye had only recently taken off his splint.
Out of genuine concern, she asked, âDid your arm... heal?â
âAre you worried about me?â
Through his rearview mirror, Fu Lingye gazed at her with a victorious simper.
Mu Tongrui argued, âYou wish. I just don't want a dangerous driver to get us into another accident.â
With her doe eyes, Sweetheart sincerely begged, âMu'mu. Would you come home with us today? I miss
your bedtime stories. Tell me a story tonight. Pretty pretty please...â
Mu Tongrui always had a soft spot for Sweetheart. Fu Lingye knew that well.
He was sure that Mu Tongrui would eventually let Sweetheart win.
Fu family house.
It was dinner time. Sitting at the end of the table, Fu Zhengyuan brought up the sensitive topic despite
Mu Tongrui's presence.
âLingye, how did you find Ms. Yun?â
Mu Tongrui was eating with a pair of chopsticks. Hearing that, her hand froze.
Not wanting to be part of this conversation, Mu Tongrui looked down at her food. Fu Lingye stared at
her as he answered, âGood.â
That response took Fu Zhengyuan by surprise, âThat's a rare remark coming from you. Spend more
time with her if you like her. It's time you settle down anyway.â
Mu Tongrui set her chopsticks down, âExcuse me. I have to check on Sweetheart. Enjoy the rest of
your meal.â
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