Belated Romance (Mu Tongrui)

When Tongrui received Mr. Fu’s fax, it was eight o'clock at night in Florence.

When Tongrui received Mr. Fu’s fax, it was eight o'clock at night in Florence.

Ever since receiving his phone call in the morning, Tongrui had been in a dazed state, sitting by the

window. She did not even have a drop of water or a mouthful of food.

The fax machine made a whirring sound and two copies of the divorce agreement came out of the

machine.

She caressed the part of the papers where Lingye had put down his signature, and her tears quickly

came. They fell on the papers and botched the ink.

Tongrui put down the divorce agreement by her legs, but she had no intention to sign them.

When she first found out that she was related to Lingye by blood, she was bracing herself for the

possibility of a divorce, but when the time finally came and Lingye was able to sign the papers so

casually, she found it close to impossible to even put her pen to paper.

Their marriage only lasted a few months, yet she had experienced a wide spectrum of things with

Lingye. It felt like a very long time had elapsed.

It began to snow in the Florence night sky.

She watched the falling snowflakes and thought about the winter in North City. She imagined Lingye

carrying her in the snow until they grew old.

It felt like their happy times just ended yesterday. How did they come to a divorce so quickly and so

suddenly?

…

It was two at dawn in North City.

“Have you found the address that Mr. Fu has sent the fax to?”

“Not yet, but I should find out very soon.”

Xu Kun was staring at the computer screens as his underlings were scrambling to pinpoint the

destination address of the fax.

Lingye stood by the sweeping huge window and gazed into the distance. It was snowing out there.

The weather was cool and unforgiving. He wondered if Rui was experiencing the same coldness.

After sipping on some brandy, the alcohol slowly diffused into his system. Only then he did feel a little

better.

He found some drawings from the cupboard that were drawn by Tongrui. One of them was his portrait.

It was a drawing of him working in front of his desk. He was depicted as wearing a pair of study

glasses.

She drew herself too. She was sprawled on the desk, and she was seen holding a pen. She was

gazing intently at him. The picture was warm and serene.

He never knew when she drew this picture.

Lingye arranged the drawings carefully and put them back in the cupboard. A book fell to the carpet.

He frowned and picked it up. It was “The Twilight of Florence”. In the pages of that book, there were

some old memos.

When Lingye was about to put them back into the book, he peeped a few lines of words, and a formula

for calculating distance scribbled on some papers.

He focused on them and suddenly, he gasped.

This was the distance between North City and Florence!

This book was about the culture and sceneries in Florence, and the memos had Tongrui’s

handwriting… Did that mean that she was in Florence right now?

Lingye hastily read the other memos, and he saw a sentence–

“Lingye, will you come to Florence to see me?”

Lingye’s eyes lit up. He turned around and marched out of his study.

As he continued his march, he called Xu Kun, “Book me the shortest flight to Florence now!”

“Florence? Could Mrs. Fu be…”

One of his underlings managed to crack the code and locate the destination. He shouted at Xu Kun,

“We got it. The fax went to the Florence town area, but we still need some time to pinpoint the exact

location.”

Xun Kun heaved a sigh of relief, “Boss, it seems that Mrs. Fu is really in Florence. I will book the

shortest flight there now.”

…

Lingye was gunning the Black Spyker, and it sped along the highway in the dark of night.

He did not know whether it was because of his foul mood or because of his fast-paced lifestyle, but his

stomach was hurting badly.

He gritted his teeth hard as cold sweat began to permeate his back. However, he had no intention of

stopping the car at all.

With a hand on his stomach, he handled the steering wheel with only one hand. Lingye glanced at the

signboard along the highway and found that the airport was only two thousand meters away.

He stepped on the gas pedal even harder, and the Black Ryker was speeding so fast that its wheels

almost left the road.

…

It was three in the morning. Zhengyuan was woken up by a call from the hospital.

“Hello?”

“Is this Mr. Fu? Your son, Lingye, has met with an accident. He’s in the emergency unit now. Please

come to the hospital now.”

…

They were gathered outside the emergency unit of the People’s Hospital.

“How did the accident happen?”

The police reported, “Mr. Fu Lingye banged into the railing along the highway, but there were no other

cars which collided with the back of Mr. Fu’s car. It must be a mistake in handling the car. When we

discovered him, he was grimacing while clutching his stomach. Perhaps, he had stomach pain, and

coupled with the high-speed driving, an accident happened.”

Zhengyuan frowned hard. His hand which was holding onto the walking stick tight began to feel sweaty.

He finally understood. Lingye purposely fabricated a lie regarding his divorce from Tongrui because he

knew that Zhengyuan would send a fax to her.

Lingye must have found out where Tongrui was right now.

Mr. Fu understood very well the real reason for the car accident. Lingye was simply… too concerned

with Tongrui.

A nurse came out of the emergency unit. Mr. Fu rushed up to her and asked, “How’s my son?”

“Mr. Fu, don’t worry, your son is in a stable condition right now. The doctor is still examining him, and

we predict that the whole operation will end in an hour.”

Zhengyuan could finally ease up his tense posture.

…

The patient lying in bed finally came to his senses at five in the morning.

A sharp pain immediately assaulted his head.

“Lingye? Thank god, you’re finally awake. How do you feel?”

When Fu Xiao heard Mr. Fu’s voice, he frowned.

Zhengyuan would not be able to differentiate between Lingye and Fu Xiao, especially if Fu Xiao

deliberately put up a pretense.

Fu Xiao never thought that he would take over this body again after so long. The trigger for his

reemergence must be the car accident not long ago.

Could it be that Fu Xiao could take over this body if Lingye bumped into something with huge force?

The doctor came to take his vitals, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with his health,

he left.

Zhengyuan sat by the bed, and he let out a sigh, “If you really can’t leave that girl, I won’t stop you

anymore even though you are practically cousins. When you recover, go see her in Florence. I will deal

with Aunt Xian myself.”

A dark glint appeared in Fu Xiao’s eyes.

After Ziye was no more, although Fu Xiao was trapped in Lingye’s body, he knew very well what had

happened to Lingye of late–

Fu Xiao hid the hostile look in his eyes, “Dad, since Tongrui and I are basically cousins, we can’t be

together. If Aunt Xian disclose our relationship to the public, not only me, the whole Fu family and the c

company would get destroyed. I have already made up my mind about the divorce.”

Zhengyuan could not comprehend him at all, “Didn’t you pretend to divorce her so that you can find out

her location?”

“Dad, it would be incest for me to stay with Tongrui. Even if I don’t care about myself, I still care about

you and Siqi, and also the whole family.”

Zhengyuan almost could not believe his ears, “Did you… really think through this carefully?”

“Of course. I will officially divorce Tongrui.” Fu Xiao sounded extra determined.

With Tongrui gone, Lingye would never resurface again… From now on, he will be the main personality

of this body!