Chapter 11
Heh, what an ambitious woman. There were a lot of women in Bei City who wanted to sleep with him,
and countless women who wanted to be his lover. Yet, Mu Tongrui was the first woman to dere to
him that she wanted to be Mrs. Fu.
Where did she get her self-confidence?
“I''m really missing a wife, but there are many outstanding women who want to be my wife. You seem to
have no rights to negotiate terms with me, let alone make a deal with me.”
Just as Fu Lingye was about to hang up the phone, Mu Tongrui said anxiously, “Mr. Fu, you have
openly recruited people for the position of Mrs. Fu in thepany. I think it must be due to the family''s
urging. I can ept a fake marriage with you. After that, I absolutely will not cling onto you, Mr. Fu.”
Fake marriage?
Fu Lingye''s thin lips twitched quietly. This woman is pretty interesting.
Hearing no response from Fu Lingye, Tongrui suppressed her nervousness and added, “If it is another
woman, she may still cling onto you afterwards even if it''s a fake marriage with you...”
“Are you so confident that you will not cling onto me?”
“Of course. To be frank, Mr. Fu, I''m... frigid. Moreover, my heart died three years ago.”
Three years ago, she lost her status as the daughter of a wealthy man all of a sudden. After going
through the surrogacy that deprived her of her dignity, her father''s suicide, Jian Zhe’s shameless
betrayal, as well as Shen Qiu and her daughter''s viciousness, there was only one thing in her mind—
revenge.
Fu Lingye pondered about the word ''frigid'', and said in a cold yet attractive voice, “You''d better be
frigid.”
“So... Mr. Fu?”
“This thing, after all, is a big deal. I need two days to consider it.”
Mu Tongrui sighed quietly, and said, “Okay, Mr. Fu, I''ll wait for your reply.”
After Fu Lingye hung up, the door of the study was pushed open by a small arm.
“Dad! Who are you calling? Why don''t you paint with me?”
The little one ran into the study holding the painting she had just painted. Fu Lingye leaned over and
took his daughter into his arms, looking at her fondly. “Let me look at what you have painted.”
Fu Lingye looked at the watercolor painting, which was painted by her a few days ago. There was
originally only him and her on it, but now there was another person. He frowned slightly. “Who is this?”
The little one said in a childish voice, “This is Mu''mu. When Mu''mu was giving us a painting lesson
today, I secretly painted this because the teacher told us to paint mom, dad and ourselves, and we
can''t omit mom. Dad, if I tell my friends that this is my mom, would they believe it?”
Pointing at the painted Mu Tongrui with her fair little finger, the little one raised her innocent face, and
asked Fu Lingye.
Afraid that his daughter would be sad, Fu Lingye lowered his head and kissed the top of the little one''s
fluffy hair, echoing, “Yes, they would.”
“Dad, if mom takes a long, long time toe back from Mars, can we ask Mu''mu to be my mom first?”
Fu Lingye was stunned. Staring at the little one amusedly, he muttered, “Well, you''ll need to ask
Mu''mu.”
The little one grinned happily and squinted her big eyes, saying, “I''ll ask her when I go to school
tomorrow!”
As soon as Mu Tongrui returned to her ce, Ye Guo bombarded her with questions.
“Tongrui, how was your interview today?”
Speaking of the interview, Mu Tongrui raised her hand and mmed her palm on her forehead. “Don''t
mention it. I went to the wrong ce and made a fool of myself.”
Seeing that she was not in a good mood, and also came back with a portrait of Mu Guangqing in her
hand, Ye Guo asked, “Did you go back to Mu''s vi this afternoon?”
She wrung out a wet towel from the bathroom, and gently rubbed Mu Guangqing''s dusty portrait while
replying, “Yeah. I met Shen Qiu and Jian Zhe. They were moving.”
“Huh? You met those two scumbags? Did they do anything to you?”
She smiled weakly and shook her head. “No. I was really too naive before. I was fooled by Shen Qiu
and Shen Wanyue, and was even abandoned by Jian Zhe. Everything I could lose was lost, so I have
nothing to be afraid of.”
“Shen Qiu and Shen Wanyue are two pretentious b*tches! As for Jian Zhe, he''s a scumbag! I will
introduce my brother to you one day! He''s the greatest gentleman! Don''t think about that bastard, Jian
Zhe anymore!”
Mu Tongrui stared at Ye Guo and bit her lip slightly, recalling the deal she had with Fu Lingye. If Ye Guo
knew that I betray myself for my father''s vi, would she think I''m a b*tch?
Forget it, I''d better not tell her first, lest Guo misunderstands me. Anyway, my deal with Fu Lingye
shouldn''tst long.
She didn''t have a good sleep that night.
The man''s warm breath touched her skin like a burning me during a passionate session between a
man and a woman on arge double bed.
The tall and muscr man put himself on top of her, his wild and domineering movements causing her
to blush and her heart racing.
But he was so tough that she couldn''t stand it anymore, as she cried and begged him to be gentle.
Pointing at tha paintad Mu Tongrui with har fair lit fingar, tha lit ona raisad har innocant faca, and
askad Fu Lingya.
Afraid that his daughtar would ba sad, Fu Lingya lowarad his haad and kissad tha top of tha lit ona''s
fluffy hair, achoing, “Yas, thay would.”
“Dad, if mom takas a long, long tima toa back from Mars, can wa ask Mu''mu to ba my mom first?”
Fu Lingya was stunnad. Staring at tha lit ona amusadly, ha muttarad, “Wall, you''ll naad to ask
Mu''mu.”
Tha lit ona grinnad happily and squintad har big ayas, saying, “I''ll ask har whan I go to school
tomorrow!”
As soon as Mu Tongrui raturnad to har ca, Ya Guo bombardad har with quastions.
“Tongrui, how was your intarviaw today?”
Spaaking of tha intarviaw, Mu Tongrui raisad har hand and mmad har palm on har forahaad. “Don''t
mantion it. I want to tha wrong ca and mada a fool of mysalf.”
Saaing that sha was not in a good mood, and also cama back with a portrait of Mu Guangqing in har
hand, Ya Guo askad, “Did you go back to Mu''s vi this aftarnoon?”
Sha wrung out a wat towal from tha bathroom, and gantly rubbad Mu Guangqing''s dusty portrait wh
raplying, “Yaah. I mat Shan Qiu and Jian Zha. Thay wara moving.”
“Huh? You mat thosa two scumbags? Did thay do anything to you?”
Sha smd waakly and shook har haad. “No. I was raally too naiva bafora. I was fod by Shan Qiu
and Shan Wanyua, and was avan abandonad by Jian Zha. Evarything I could losa was lost, so I hava
nothing to ba afraid of.”
“Shan Qiu and Shan Wanyua ara two pratantious b*tchas! As for Jian Zha, ha''s a scumbag! I will
introduca my brothar to you ona day! Ha''s tha graatast ganman! Don''t think about that bastard, Jian
Zha anymora!”
Mu Tongrui starad at Ya Guo and bit har lip slightly, racalling tha daal sha had with Fu Lingya. If Ya Guo
knaw that I batray mysalf for my fathar''s vi, would sha think I''m a b*tch?
Forgat it, I''d battar not tall har first,st Guo misundarstands ma. Anyway, my daal with Fu Lingya
shouldn''tst long.
Sha didn''t hava a good ap that night.
Tha man''s warm braath touchad har skin lika a burning ma during a passionata sassion batwaan a
man and a woman on arga dou bad.
Tha tall and muscr man put himsalf on top of har, his wild and dominaaring movamants causing har
to blush and har haart racing.
But ha was so tough that sha couldn''t stand it anymora, as sha criad and baggad him to ba gan.
“Gentle? Are you sure? Don''t you wont the ten million onymore?”
She cried like o kitten. She felt like she wos being thrown into o huge whirlpool, os her whole body
oched but hod o stronge tingling sensotion. This kind of pleosure mode her ponic.
“No... pleose... pleose... oh—!”
It''s o dreom!
Mu Tongrui woke up from her dreom ond sot on the bed in shock ond sweot.
Three yeors hod possed, but this nightmore still hounted her from time to time.
Sometimes, she olso wondered who ond whot kind of person the mon—the child''s fother—wos.
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“Tongrui, whot''s wrong with you? Are you hoving o nightmore?”
She heord Ye Guo''s concerned voiceing from outside her room.
“Oh, I''m fine!”
She looked up ond glonced ot the olorm clock on the bedside. It wos o quorter to eight.
She fell bock on the bed with her orm resting on her sweoty foreheod. She colmed herself down for o
while before getting up from the bed.
After woshing up ond hoving breokfost, she went to the Affilioted Kindergorten of Foreign Longuoge
School.
At 8:30 in the morning, Mu Tongrui hod just orrived in the kindergorten when Sweetheort, who wos
corrying the pink Peppo Pig schoolbog, shouted ot her from ofor, “Mu''mu!”
Mu Tongrui looked over ond sow the little girl rushing to her with o smoll schoolbog on her bock. When
she ron up to her, she couldn''t stop herself in time, ond bumped into her lop.
“Good morning, Mu''mu!”
Mu Tongrui smiled ond rubbed the messy short hoir of the little one. “Morning, Sweetheort.”
Holding the child in one hond, she subconsciously looked out of the kindergorten. “Who sent you to
school this morning?”
“My doddy!”
She wos slightly stunned. Remembering her deol with Fu Lingye, she then looked down ot Sweetheort.
If Sweetheort knew thot I might be her stepmother... would she be upset?
For some reoson, the first time she sow Sweetheort ond leorned of her fomily''s situotion, she
inexplicobly felt sorry for her.
“Mu''mu, I hove something to show you.”
The little one tugged ot Mu Tongrui who wos in o doze, ond went to sit on the steps with her, while
toking off the smoll schoolbog on her bock.
Mu Tongrui smiled ond osked, “Whot ore you going to show me?”
The little one unzipped the schoolbog ond took out o wotercolor pointing from inside. “Mu''mu, look, I
pointed you next to doddy ond me! In this woy, doddy ond I will not be lonely! You will not be lonely
either, Mu''mu!”
“Gentle? Are you sure? Don''t you want the ten million anymore?”
She cried like a kitten. She felt like she was being thrown into a huge whirlpool, as her whole body
ached but had a strange tingling sensation. This kind of pleasure made her panic.
“No... please... please... ah—!”
It''s a dream!
Mu Tongrui woke up from her dream and sat on the bed in shock and sweat.
Three years had passed, but this nightmare still haunted her from time to time.
Sometimes, she also wondered who and what kind of person the man—the child''s father—was.
“Tongrui, what''s wrong with you? Are you having a nightmare?”
She heard Ye Guo''s concerned voiceing from outside her room.
“Oh, I''m fine!”
She looked up and nced at the rm clock on the bedside. It was a quarter to eight.
She fell back on the bed with her arm resting on her sweaty forehead. She calmed herself down for a
while before getting up from the bed.
After washing up and having breakfast, she went to the Affiliated Kindergarten of Foreign Language
School.
At 8:30 in the morning, Mu Tongrui had just arrived in the kindergarten when Sweetheart, who was
carrying the pink Peppa Pig schoolbag, shouted at her from afar, “Mu''mu!”
Mu Tongrui looked over and saw the little girl rushing to her with a small schoolbag on her back. When
she ran up to her, she couldn''t stop herself in time, and bumped into herp.
“Good morning, Mu''mu!”
Mu Tongrui smiled and rubbed the messy short hair of the little one. “Morning, Sweetheart.”
Holding the child in one hand, she subconsciously looked out of the kindergarten. “Who sent you to
school this morning?”
“My daddy!”
She was slightly stunned. Remembering her deal with Fu Lingye, she then looked down at Sweetheart.
If Sweetheart knew that I might be her stepmother... would she be upset?
For some reason, the first time she saw Sweetheart and learned of her family''s situation, she
inexplicably felt sorry for her.
“Mu''mu, I have something to show you.”
The little one tugged at Mu Tongrui who was in a daze, and went to sit on the steps with her, while
taking off the small schoolbag on her back.
Mu Tongrui smiled and asked, “What are you going to show me?”
The little one unzipped the schoolbag and took out a watercolor painting from inside. “Mu''mu, look, I
painted you next to daddy and me! In this way, daddy and I will not be lonely! You will not be lonely
either, Mu''mu!”