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Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

Chapter 272
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Before they left, Sweetheart insisted on going to visit her great-uncle with them but was dissuaded by

Fu Zhengyuan.

“There are a lot of bacteria and viruses in the hospital, and we are not sure if your great-uncle is

awake. We will go and see him when he's awake, okay, my dear granddaughter?”

Sweetheart pouted. “Okay, then.”

Mu Tongrui touched Sweetheart's head. “You're such a good girl, Sweetheart.”

When Fu Lingye and Mu Tongrui went to the hospital, Mu Tongrui frowned and said, “It's so strange.

Uncle Zhenghui was still fine when he came to see us in the morning. Why did he suddenly faint?”

Fu Lingye replied while driving, “He has always had angina. Maybe it has recurred.”

“I hope he'll be okay.”

Mu Tongrui prayed for him. Somehow, she had been feeling a sense of affability towards Fu Zhenghui.

He was like a strict old father to her. Although Fu Zhenghui was also a father, Mu Tongrui felt that both

of them hit it off the minute they met.

When they arrived at the hospital, Zhao Xian and Fu Jia were sitting on the benches outside the

emergency room waiting. The two were holding each other with worries written all over their faces.

As soon as Fu Lingye arrived, Fu Jia got up from the chair and ran into Fu Lingye's arms.

“Lingye, my dad suddenly fainted! Do you think he will be okay?! I'm so scared.”

Fu Lingye touched the back of her head and comforted her, “I am here. Uncle Zhenghui will definitely

be fine.”

Fu Jia was crying, but she immediately felt better after being comforted by Fu Lingye.

It was obvious that Fu Jia trusted Fu Lingye very much.

Although Mu Tongrui didn't like Fu Lingye holding other women and was a little jealous that he was

holding his sister. She couldn't think much after seeing how sad and worried Fu Jia was now.

When Zhao Xian looked up and saw Mu Tongrui, the look in her eyes changed, and she was very

indifferent to her, as she did not greet her at all.

Mu Tongrui didn't care, as she thought that Zhao Xian was too worried about her husband and couldn't

care less about her.

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Mu Tongrui even went over to comfort Zhao Xian by saying, “Aunt Xian, don't worry. Uncle Zhenghui

visited me and Lingye in the morning, and he was very energetic, so he must be fine.”

Zhao Xian was taken aback, and frowned hard. “What did you say? Did he visit you and Lingye in the

morning?”

“Yes, Aunt Xian.”

The look in Zhao Xian's eyes became colder.

Fu Zhenghui actually went to see Mu Tongrui without telling me. It seems that he really cares about his

daughter with Lan Jing!

The door of the emergency room opened, and several doctors came out.

Zhao Xian went up to them and asked, “How is he?”

“Mr. Fu fainted suddenly due to a heart attack. Fortunately, he was sent here in time, and things are

under control now. But you still have to pay more attention to him, as there is still a possibility that he

may pass out again in the future.”

Zhao Xian breathed a sigh of relief.

After Fu Zhenghui was transferred to the ward, Fu Jia held onto Fu Lingye and refused to let him leave.

Fu Zhenghui has no sons, so Fu Lingye, as Fu Zhenghui's only nephew and Fu Jia's only brother,

should stay here to take care of him.

However, Mu Tongrui needed to rest. She was pregnant and the fetus was not stable. It was impossible

for her to stay here with him until Fu Zhenghui woke up.

So, Fu Lingye said to Fu Jia, “I will come back again after sending Tongrui home.”

Fu Jia refused, as she held Fu Lingye's hand and didn't want to let him go. “Lingye, you can just ask

your assistant to send her back. What if something happens to my dad again? My mom and I were

nearly scared to death today. Lingye, don't leave, okay?”

At this, Mu Tongrui said, “Lingye, why don't I stay here with you? I'll be fine.”

Fu Lingye disapproved. “You are weak, and I'm afraid that something will happen to you if you stay on.

I will ask Xu Kun to pick you up. You can go home and take a good nap. I will go back when Uncle

Zhenghui wakes up.”

Mu Tongrui nodded her head. “Okay, then.”

When Xu Kun arrived at the hospital. As she was about to leave, Fu Lingye gently pulled her back.

She was startled as she looked at his gaze and asked, “What are you doing?”

The man lowered his head, planted a kiss on her forehead like a gentleman and whispered, “Call me if

anything happens.”

Mu Tongrui was blushing slightly. How could he kiss me when there are so many people watching

here?

“Okay, I'm leaving then.”

Fu Jia clenched her fists after seeing this.

In the past, I was the woman that Lingye care about the most. He would always protect me first, but

now, he is so gentle and affectionate with another woman.

He used to be such a cold-hearted person. I thought it would be impossible for him to pamper any other

woman except me.

But now, Mu Tongrui has become that exception.

Why?

After Xu Kun sent Mu Tongrui back to Repulse Bay Villa, Mu Tongrui got really sleepy. During her

pregnancy, she seemed to feel very lethargic, and had to take a nap every afternoon in order to feel

better.

So after she got home, she changed into her pajamas and for a long time.

By the time she woke up, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon. It got dark earlier in winter, so the

sky was already getting dark outside the window.

Mu Tongrui picked up the phone she put aside, and texted Fu Lingye on WeChat: Has Uncle Zhenghui

woken up?

Soon, Fu Lingye replied: “Not yet. The doctor said he might only wake up around seven or eight o'clock

in the evening.”

Mu Tongrui texted: “I see.”

Fu Lingye texted: “Have you had dinner?”

Mu Tongrui replied: ”Not yet, I just woke up. I'm getting up now to get some food. How about you?”

After a few seconds, Fu Lingye replied: “Don't get up. I have asked Xu Kun to get some food and

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snacks for you.”

Mu Tongrui's heart was filled with warmth, and the corners of her lips lifted as she read the text.

She replied: “Okay.”

Over at the hospital, when Fu Lingye was chatting with Mu Tongrui on WeChat, Fu Jia came back from

the bathroom. She saw Fu Lingye texting with a gentle look on his face.

It was obvious that he was texting with Mu Tongrui.

Fu Jia walked over, sat next to him and asked, “Lingye, I remember that you never liked to chat with

others before. Why do you do so now?”

Fu Lingye locked the screen of the phone and replied, “Tongrui is not others but my wife.”

At this, Fu Jia felt her chest tightened that it made her uncomfortable.

After Mu Tongrui had eaten the delicious food and snacks sent by Xu Kun; she lay back on the bed with

a full stomach.

She slept too much in the afternoon, so she didn't feel sleepy at all at the moment. There wasn't any

good drama to watch recently, and she kept thinking of the picture where Fu Jia ran into Fu Lingye's

arms.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Fu Jia's feelings for Fu Lingye went a little

overboard. She could understand her possessiveness toward her brother, but it seemed that Fu Jia

was too blatant about it.

She couldn't help but send a WeChat message to Lu Jiahe asking: “Do you have a brother?”

Lu Jiahe said: ”Yes, I have one paternal and one maternal cousin. The latter has a better relationship

with me, while the former is so-so.”

Mu Tongrui asked: ”Then if your maternal cousin has a girlfriend or a wife, will you feel that your brother

has been stolen away from you?”

Lu Jiahe replied: ”......”

After Lu Jiahe sent her a series of ellipsis, she added: ”Why would I? My brother also needs to get

married. Besides, I don't own him.”

Mu Tongrui asked: “Won't you be jealous at all when your brother is nice to another woman other than

you in the future?”

Lu Jiahe replied: ”What's there to be jealous about? He is just my cousin, and he should be nice to his

wife. Tongrui, what kind of strange questions are you asking?”