Chapter 78: Taking Sweet Photos Together, Making Him Sweep the Floor

Murong Ting thought for a moment, then explained, "I didn't realize you were changing clothes just now..."

"Get out!" Kong Wange snapped through gritted teeth.

Murong Ting released her hand and cleared his throat: "I'll come back after you've changed your clothes."

After saying that, he turned and left.

As soon as he left, Kong Wange picked up a tissue, wiped away her tears, and sat down on the bed.

She actually rarely cries.

But for some reason, when he criticized me like that just now, a feeling of grievance welled up in my heart.

Although she lost Xiao Chen because of her, she was still very upset.

In her search for her child, she has hardly had a good night's sleep in years.

Every night she would wake up in fright from her dreams because of Xiao Chen's various tragic experiences.

But what about in Murong Ting's eyes?

She is an irresponsible mother.

Although she was determined to have nothing to do with this man anymore.

But just because his cold and disgusted gaze fell on her didn't mean she wouldn't feel uncomfortable or in pain.

After all... he had once been kind and cherished to her.

After an unknown amount of time, Kong Wange threw all her emotions into the trash can along with a tissue.

She got up and changed into some relatively conservative home clothes before opening the door.

Murong Ting was waiting at the door.

Seeing that her eyes were still red and swollen, he unconsciously frowned.

What is she crying about?

Did he just say something harsh?

Okay, even if some of the things said weren't pleasant to hear, which one wasn't true?

Now she felt wronged.

"What is it?" Kong Wange didn't even look at him, her whole body screaming "Get out of here."

Murong Ting suppressed his temper and said stiffly, "Record a short video with me."

"A short video?" Kong Wange wondered if she had misheard.

Murong Ting instantly realized she had misunderstood, and his handsome face even blushed slightly, a rare occurrence. He cleared his throat and said dryly, "What are you thinking? It's a video of us together every day. The old man wants to see it."

The old man... is that Murong Ting's grandfather?

Thinking of him, Kong Wange felt slightly dazed.

Back then, she was able to marry Murong Ting thanks to his grandfather.

He was probably the friendliest person in the entire Murong family.

Since it was the elder's wish, she wasn't unwilling to cooperate.

"How do you plan to film it?" she asked indifferently.

A simple question, yet it stumped Murong Ting.

He'd never photographed this thing before, how would he know how to photograph it?

Seeing the fleeting look of confusion on Murong Ting's face, Kong Wange breathed a sigh of relief: "Just tell me what the old man wants to see."

"Just look at our daily interactions together..."

As soon as she finished speaking, Kong Wange's expression was somewhat complicated.

She knew that the old man had always wanted to match her with Murong Ting, but she didn't expect him to go to such lengths.

She had a sudden idea: "Take the vacuum cleaner and sweep the floor of my room."

"You want me to sweep the floor?" Murong Ting raised his voice in disbelief.

"Aren't we supposed to be showing our daily lives together? You sweep the floor and I'll supervise. Even if that's the case, Grandpa will feel that you're not bullying me, and he'll definitely be satisfied."

Murong Ting: "Impossible, think of something else."

"What else is there? Do you want us to make a heart shape with our hands? You might not find that disgusting, but I certainly do!"

Murong Ting: "..."

The thought of him and Kong Wange smiling and making heart shapes with their hands instantly gave him goosebumps.

Thinking about it this way, it seems that her suggestion was actually the most reasonable.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I'll sweep!"

After saying that, he picked up the vacuum cleaner and asked, "How do I sweep?"

Seeing Murong Ting holding the vacuum cleaner, all the previous repression in Kong Wange vanished.

She said cheerfully, "You can scan it as soon as you plug it in."

Murong Ting: "It's that simple?"

Kong Wange rolled her eyes: "Otherwise what? It's so simple, why did you still have to ask?"

The young master is truly otherworldly.

Murong Ting coughed lightly and turned to plug in the power cord.

Soon, the sound of a vacuum cleaner came on.

Kong Wange couldn't help but smile: "I've started recording the video."

Murong Ting hummed in agreement.

Kong Wange then placed her phone on the stand, pressed start, and then went to Murong Ting's side to point out, "This area is not clean, sweep here."

"Yes, there's hair there, right, that's it..."

"Hey, why are you being so perfunctory? Even the corners need to be cleaned. Don't want to clean? No problem, I'll do it..."

As Murong Ting listened to Kong Wange's incessant chatter, the veins on his forehead became increasingly prominent.

This woman is simply pushing her luck!

"I'll do it" sounds nice.

If he were to ask her to come via video, the old man would probably start nagging him again.

He pushed away Kong Wange's hand, which was pretending to step forward, and said, "I don't need you."

Kong Wange smiled and withdrew her hand: "Okay, if you're tired, just tell me and I'll take over."

Murong Ting remained silent.

This woman is useless at everything, but she's number one at putting on airs.

After filming for half a minute, Murong Ting threw the vacuum cleaner aside and said, "That's enough."

Kong Wange nodded: "Okay, please take the vacuum cleaner with you when you leave, thank you."

After saying that, he acted as if inviting you to leave.

Murong Ting: Fine, I'll tolerate it!

Carrying the vacuum cleaner, he turned and left without looking back.

Unexpectedly, just as he stepped out, he ran into Kong Ran, who was returning from Murong Chen's room.

Seeing Murong Ting carrying a vacuum cleaner and with some dust on his trouser legs, she widened her eyes and asked, "Uncle scumbag, were you just cleaning for Mommy?"

Murong Ting: "..."

Scumbag... Uncle? ??

That brat, she really does take after her mother.

Also, no matter what you do, she always seems to run into you.

He scoffed, "You're overthinking it. It's your mom who's cleaning, and I'm just supervising. I'm just helping her take the vacuum cleaner out."

“Oh, but it doesn’t seem like that in the video…” Kong Ran said, pointing to his phone.

He then realized that he had accidentally clicked play on the video on his phone.

Murong Ting: "..."

He shoved his phone away and gritted his teeth: "There's a reason for this. Don't go around talking about it, you hear me?"

If Murong Chen knew that he was sweeping the floor for Kong Wange, where would his authority be?

Kong Ran understood: "Uncle Kou, you don't want your younger brother to know, do you..."

"Xiao Chen is not your brother!" Murong Ting's head throbbed.

"Not my brother? Then I'm going to talk to him right now..." Kong Ran made a move to leave.

"Come back!" Murong Ting grabbed her and took a deep breath, saying, "Tell me, what do you want this time?"

"LEGO recently released a new Harry Potter set..."

"I'll buy it for you!"

“Heart emoji, love you~” Kong Ran clapped her hands: “Uncle scumbag, remember to call me next time you do something, I’ll keep it a secret for you.”

Murong Ting: "..."

He'll be driven crazy by Kong Wange and her daughter sooner or later!

Without saying a word, he turned and left.

Kong Ran shook his head as he watched his retreating figure: "To be honest, this scumbag uncle isn't really a scumbag. At least he's quite generous. It's just that he has a bad temper and is too easily angered. Sigh, I'll have to ask Mommy to make him more liver-protecting soup. Otherwise, he'll be old and no one will take care of him. What will become of him?"