Chapter 111 Suspicion Arises Over Child, Lin Cheng Investigates Her Again
Lin Cheng: "Uh, so what do you mean?"
Murong Ting gritted his teeth and said, "I need you to find out why Xiao Chen seems to have a split personality ever since Kong Wange returned to the country. She often acts like a different person. Did she do something to Xiao Chen?!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Cheng immediately perked up and echoed, "Young Master Ting, you noticed it too? Actually, I've felt something was off for a while, but I haven't dared to tell you. Don't worry, I promise I'll find out the truth."
After hanging up the phone, Murong Ting stood there with a frown.
Xiao Chen's behavior these past two days has been really off.
The child's strange fluctuations in IQ were no longer something he could ignore.
He clenched his fists slightly. For Xiao Chen's health, he would find out the cause no matter what!
Not long after Murong Ting left, Kong Wange finished her meal and returned to her room.
As soon as I entered the house, the phone rang.
She answered the call; it was Uncle Zhang on the other end.
"Young lady, are you coming to the clinic today?"
Kong Wange nodded: "I'll be there in a bit. What's wrong? Did the kids bother you?"
Uncle Zhang laughed and said, "No, the young lady's two children are so adorable. I just wanted to remind you that two patients have appointments today, so don't forget."
"Don't worry, I remember."
Just then, Kong Ran's voice came from the other end: "Mommy, Xiao Chen and I miss you. Come and see us!"
Kong Wange smiled and said, "Mommy will be there in a bit. You all behave yourselves and don't cause any trouble for Uncle Zhang, okay?"
"Okay, love you Mommy, waiting for you."
After hanging up the phone, Kong Wange felt a warmth in her heart.
After packing her things, she prepared to go to the clinic, but then thought it would be better to tell Murong Ting first.
She thought he was in the study, but when she knocked on the door, no one answered.
The door wasn't closed, so she pushed it open and went inside.
The study was empty; no one was there, and no one knew where Murong Ting had gone.
She turned to leave, but then found herself lingering at the study's decor.
She had only stayed at the old house for one night before and had never been here before, but now that she saw it, she fell in love with it at first sight.
The entire study is decorated in a classical style, with a large huanghuali wood desk on the east side, complete with writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones.
Opposite is a display shelf, on which various ornaments are displayed.
Looking to the side, Kong Wange's eyes lit up slightly.
Next to the display shelf was a guzheng, which turned out to be made of Phoebe zhennan wood.
Most families with members who know how to play musical instruments mostly play the piano; it's quite rare to see a guzheng (Chinese zither) in the study.
Kong Wange had a sudden thought and couldn't help but walk over.
The first musical instrument she learned was the guzheng.
Therefore, I can't help but be drawn to a good guzheng.
She reached out and touched it; it felt soft and smooth, and had a faint fragrance that made her want to touch it.
Without realizing it, she touched a string.
With a clang, she snapped out of her daze. This was Murong Ting's thing, and she shouldn't touch it carelessly, so she subconsciously took a step back.
Unexpectedly, I accidentally bumped into the display shelf next to me, and a small box on the top of the shelf fell down and hit the ground with a "thud".
She quickly squatted down to pick it up, only to find that there was a small bag inside the box.
The small bag has an elastic closure and a beautiful design.
A hint of doubt crossed her mind.
What's inside that Murong Ting treasures so much, wrapping it up layer after layer?
But she didn't have a penchant for prying into other people's privacy and was about to put it back.
"Kong Wange, what are you doing?"
Murong Ting's voice suddenly came from the doorway.
Kong Wange was slightly taken aback, then looked up and said, "I just accidentally..."
Before she could finish speaking, the man strode over, snatched the box from her hand, closed it, and carefully placed it back on the display shelf: "Who gave you permission to enter my study and rummage through my things?"
Kong Wange didn't understand why he reacted so strongly, so she patiently explained, "I didn't mean to. I just liked this guzheng and came over to take a look. I accidentally bumped into the stand and the case fell down..."
Anger surged in Murong Ting's eyes. The box contained the only handkerchief Yan Yan had left behind. This woman was definitely doing it on purpose. Otherwise, why would she touch this box when there were so many other things on the shelf?
He said with a stern face, word by word, "Are you still going to make things up? You know what's in here, don't you? Kong Wange, I respect you because you're Chanyi, and that's why I've been so polite to you these past few days. Did my attitude give you some illusions? Let me tell you now, even if you destroy it, I will never fall in love with you."
Kong Wange looked completely bewildered, and a surge of anger welled up inside her: "Murong Ting, I don't know what you're talking about. It was wrong of me to touch your things, and I apologize. But I really don't know what's in here, and I didn't do it on purpose. Believe it or not, it's up to you."
"You did something like that five years ago, how can I trust you?" After saying that, Murong Ting's face darkened as he recalled Wen Yan's tender care. His guilt finally led him to make a decision he had been hesitating for a long time: "Kong Wange, I am very grateful to you for treating my grandfather's illness, but we are not suitable. You should move out. From now on, we should not see each other again. As for the consultation fee, just name your price, and I will pay you double."
Kong Wange felt a chill in her heart. She hadn't expected things to develop this way, but thinking of Chenbao, she could only grit her teeth and refuse, her eyes red: "I'm not leaving."
She had only found Chenbao not long ago; how could she bear to let him be without a mother again?
Murong Ting looked at her and said helplessly, "Speak, what will it take for you to leave? State your conditions. Don't try to use the old man to pressure me."
Looking at the man before her, Kong Wange felt as if the last vestige of her affection for him had been shattered. She said firmly, "Do you think money can buy everything?"
Murong Ting narrowed his eyes slightly: "What do you mean?"
“I don’t want money, I want my child,” Kong Wange said firmly.
Murong Ting's expression was icy and mocking: "You have the nerve to bring this up? You haven't raised Xiao Chen for a single day in the past five years, and now you're trying to take my child away?"
Kong Wange clenched her fists: "Xiao Chen needs his mother!"
Murong Ting approached her, his breath heavy: "Kong Wange, now you know that Xiao Chen needs a mother, so why did you abandon him back then? Give up on that idea now, I won't give Xiao Chen to you."
"Murong Ting, let me make this clear: I won't leave unless you give me the child. Besides, we're not divorced yet, and I have the right to raise Xiao Chen!"
“Kong Wange, you are absolutely right.” Murong Ting then said, “You’ve reminded me. Perfect, today I’ll cut off your escape route.”
He said this while shaking her off, took a piece of paper from the drawer, and handed it to her.
Kong Wange's pupils trembled slightly when she saw the words "Divorce Agreement" on the document.
She had no idea that this man had already drafted the divorce agreement...
Murong Ting said condescendingly, "Sign it. I had Lin Cheng check it out before. Your clinic has a 100 million yuan mortgage loan, and the repayment period is only six months left. If you can't repay it by then, the house will be taken away."
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