Chapter 53 Win Little Song Back and Pamper Her

Murong Ting's expression was sharp, and his words were forceful and resounding.

The hall fell silent instantly.

Indeed, everyone knows perfectly well that Murong Ting is the rightful head of the Murong family now.

It's just that not everyone is satisfied with this outcome.

In the main seat, Murong Zheng's face was ashen.

Beside him, Murong Hao pointed at Murong Ting, his voice trembling: "So what? Don't forget the old man is failing now. After he's gone, his shares might not even be worth it..."

"Shut up!" Murong Zheng suddenly shouted from the side.

Murong Hao realized he had said the wrong thing, immediately fell silent, and plopped back down in his seat.

Murong Ting's face was cold: "My cousin's words are quite intriguing, it's as if he'd be hoping something bad would happen to the old man."

Murong Zheng closed his eyes briefly, then opened them again, his eyes clear and bright: "Ah Ting, Xiao Hao spoke rashly in the heat of the moment. It was a careless mistake, a mistake made without thinking. Don't hold it against him."

"My father is ill, and I, his second uncle, am also restless every night. Otherwise, why would I have gone to such lengths to search for doctors all over the country to treat him? But..."

He sighed as he spoke: "The old man's condition is indeed not optimistic."

Murong Ting was silent for a moment, then sneered, "But the old man's illness isn't entirely incurable!"

Murong Zheng said earnestly, "A-Ting, I know you were raised by your grandfather since you were little and you have a deep bond with him, but life and death are predestined. You can't be too stubborn. I've consulted all the well-known doctors at home and abroad. What can you do? Do you really think you can dig out the cicada's skin?"

As he said this, there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "I heard you put in a lot of effort for this, but what was the result? Chanyi is a mysterious person, appearing and disappearing like a dragon, and she can't be won over with money alone."

"Perhaps this is just a rumor; it's not even certain that Chanyi exists in the world!"

Murong Ting's expression turned cold: "You don't need to worry about that, Second Uncle. Whether or not I can find Chanyi is my business. You just need to know that all your plans now are in vain."

"I still need to visit my grandfather, so I won't keep you company any longer. Please go ahead, Uncle!"

After saying that, he turned and left decisively.

Watching his retreating figure, Murong Zheng's expression turned completely sinister.

“Dad, Murong Ting is already so arrogant with 31% of the company’s shares! If Grandpa transfers his remaining 20% ​​to him, will the Murong family still have a chance to survive?” Murong Hao said with a look of resentment.

Murong Zheng's expression was sinister. He didn't directly express his opinion, but instead said something cryptic: "Hao'er, the company's new product launch is about to begin, isn't it?"

Beside him, Murong Hao's eyes lit up, and he whispered, "Dad, you mean..."

Murong Zheng tapped the armrest of the pear blossom chair with his finger, his voice gloomy: "I agree to what you suggested before. Find a reliable person to contact the Qin family."

"Okay, son, I'll take care of it right away. Hmph, with the product formula leaked, let's see how Murong Ting can hold this press conference. As the company president and project leader, he'll be held accountable!"

As soon as Murong Ting stepped out of the hall, Lin Cheng leaned over and whispered, "Young Master Ting, the old master just woke up."

Murong Ting paused, then turned and said, "Alright, let's go to the bedroom."

When Murong Ting arrived, Murong Yuan had just taken his medicine with the help of the nanny.

Seeing him come over, his expression relaxed considerably: "Xiao Ting is here, come over here quickly, let Grandpa take a look at you."

Murong Ting sat down next to him as instructed: "Grandpa, how are you feeling?"

Murong Yuan sighed, "Alas, my old bones are no good anymore. I get dizzy and lightheaded with the slightest movement."

In just six months, the old man's health deteriorated day by day.

His hair was gray, and his face showed obvious signs of dejection.

Many doctors couldn't figure out the cause of the old man's illness, only saying that he was old and his organs were damaged to varying degrees, the most serious being his kidneys.

Two months ago, the old man underwent surgery for acute nephritis, and since then he has been able to only recover with medication.

Later, the old man disliked the hospital environment and insisted on returning to the old house, so his family took him out of the hospital and sent him back to the old house.

When Murong Ting returned after receiving the news, the old man was still unconscious. He wanted to stay with the old man for a while, but he didn't expect to catch Murong Zheng staging a scene about dividing the family property.

Murong Yuan leaned against the bed, looking at Murong Ting: "Your second uncle and the others are causing trouble again, aren't they?"

Murong Ting tucked the blanket around the old man: "With me here, nothing will happen, so you don't need to worry."

Murong Yuan sighed deeply: "Of my four children, your second uncle is the most scheming. Back when your father was still alive, he was very dissatisfied with his father's power. Now he's setting his sights on this old man."

Murong Ting paused slightly, then said in a deep voice, "If you live to be a hundred, nothing they do will matter."

Murong Yuan smiled and said, "Your grandfather knows his own health best. I'm afraid I won't be able to stay with you for much longer."

Murong Ting felt a lump in his throat: "Don't talk nonsense, I will find the best doctor to treat your illness."

Murong Yuan shook his head: "Xiao Ting, I don't have much hope for my body anymore. The only thing I hope to see now is that you and Xiao Ge'er are doing well and give me another great-grandson."

Murong Ting froze for a moment, then said, "Xiao Chen is enough for my great-grandson."

"Hmph, that's far from enough! I ask you, are you willing to let Xiao Chen live without a mother forever?"

Murong Ting parted his thin lips slightly: "What Kong Wange can give him, I can give him too. He doesn't lack anything."

"Bullshit!" Murong Yuan glared at him. "Don't give me that crap. Look at yourself, are you even a responsible father? Xiao Chen is five years old and still can't recite the multiplication tables! Isn't that your fault?!"

Murong Ting: "I..."

"Alright, what are you talking about? I already know, Xiaoge'er is back from abroad."

Murong Ting was taken aback: "How did you know?"

Murong Yuan's face lit up with a hint of color: "What's wrong? Do you really think this old man is useless, bedridden in this hospital bed?"

Murong Ting rubbed his temples and said, "Even if she comes back, it's no use. Since she was so heartless as to abandon her child to someone else to escape back then, she was destined to lose the right to be Xiao Chen's mother. A woman like her doesn't deserve to be a mother."

Murong Yuan was exasperated: "How many times have I told you, Xiao Ge'er isn't that kind of person. There must be some misunderstanding. Why won't you believe her?!"

Murong Ting sneered: "Grandpa, if I hadn't found Aunt Zhang back then and taken the child from her, do you know that Xiao Chen would be kidnapped to some remote mountain village by now!"

Murong Yuan turned his head away: "I don't know, and I don't want to know! All I know is that Xiao Ge'er is Xiao Chen's biological mother. It's inhumane of you to prevent the biological mother from seeing her child!"

Murong Ting: "..."

Murong Yuan turned to look at him: "I once thought that you and Xiao Ge'er were destined to be apart, but now that she's back, I know that your fate is not over. Let me tell you, this time you must win Xiao Ge'er back!"