Chapter 133 Father and Son Break into Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic at Night
Upon hearing his son's suggestion, Murong Ting's mind stirred slightly.
I probably won't get anything out of this kid. If he goes to Kong Wange, will it be easier for him to find clues?
He was determined to impersonate Lin Cheng today to extract information from her; he wouldn't be satisfied if he didn't get something out of her.
So he readily nodded, stepped on the gas, and headed straight for the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
What the two didn't realize was that a black car was secretly following them.
Inside the car, a young man wearing a baseball cap gripped the steering wheel, his eyes revealing a sinister intent.
...
A dozen minutes later, we arrived at the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
Murong Ting called out in a hoarse voice to his son, who was dozing off in the back seat, "Xiao Chen, wake up, we're here."
Murong Chen suddenly woke up with a start: "Uncle Lin Cheng, please don't call me that, it's like my daddy has come, it's so scary! Hey, why are you wearing a mask all of a sudden?"
Murong Ting paused slightly: "I have a cold and I'm afraid I'll infect you, young master. Please get out of the car."
Murong Chen nodded, yawned, and got out of the car.
Since it was evening, there weren't many people seeking medical treatment.
Murong Chen held his father's hand, excited at the thought of seeing his mother, and chattered incessantly: "Uncle Lin Cheng, you don't know, Mommy's cooking has been certified by Daddy through sneaky tasting, it's so delicious! If you're free later, you can stay and try Mommy's cooking with me."
Hearing his son talking about him so treacherously behind his back.
Murong Ting gave a silent "hmm," his hand unconsciously tightening.
"Ouch, Uncle Lin Cheng, you're pinching me too hard! Is your cold getting worse? Mommy will take a look at you later and prescribe some medicine. It'll definitely cure you!"
Murong Ting hummed in agreement again.
Murong Chen assumed he was in pain and didn't want to talk, so he stopped speaking as well.
Just as the two arrived at the clinic entrance, two girls walked out from inside. One of the girls exclaimed, "Wow, whose child is this? So handsome!"
Another girl chimed in, "Uh, this looks like the young master of the Murong family. My best friend went to the Murong family's old mansion for a job interview yesterday and secretly took a picture of the young master. I remember it."
Murong Chen chuckled and said, "So-so, third in the world, not handsome, not handsome at all, just adorable!"
Murong Ting: "...Alright, stop showing off, let's go in quickly."
Murong Chen nodded, but before he could step through the door, he was stopped by the girl who had spoken first.
She rushed up to Murong Ting with a notebook in hand, her face flushed with embarrassment: "You must be Young Master Ting, right? I'm your fan, could you please sign your autograph?"
She thought to herself, "Could it be anyone else but Young Master Ting who's always by the young master's side and has such a great physique?"
Seeing this, Murong Chen smiled and said, "Miss, this is my daddy's assistant, not my daddy."
The girl looked disappointed: "Oh, really?"
Murong Chen frowned when he heard her say that, and turned to Murong Ting, saying, "Daddy, squat down."
Murong Ting had no idea what his son was up to this time, but he still cooperated and squatted down.
Unexpectedly, the next second Murong Chen ripped off his mask: "Miss, look, this really isn't my dad..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was stunned when he met Murong Ting's gaze.
For two seconds, he was so startled that his whole body froze.
The next moment, he flung Murong Ting's hand away and took a step forward.
Mommy, how did Uncle Lin Cheng become Daddy?!
Is it a horror movie?
Murong Ting knew he couldn't hide it any longer, so he stood up and gave the girl next to him a cold look.
The girl was startled by that look and knew she must have ruined something for Young Master Ting. She didn't dare ask for an autograph anymore and said stiffly, "Uh, it seems Young Master Ting has something to do today, so I won't bother you any longer."
She turned around and ran away with her best friend.
Murong Ting looked at his son.
Without saying a word, Murong Chen took off running.
Murong Ting grabbed him by the back of the neck, his usual cold voice returning: "Where do you think you're going?"
Murong Chen struggled and cried out, "Daddy, you big liar! Why did you pretend to be Uncle Lin Cheng? You're such a pervert!"
Murong Ting snorted coldly: "How can I find out your little secrets without pretending to be Lin Cheng?"
"You're so mean!"
"We're in the same boat, father and son."
Murong Chen: "Waaah, let go of me! I'm not going to find Mommy anymore!"
Murong Ting sneered: "It's too late to say you're not going now."
"Then, I'll call Mommy first!"
Murong Ting grabbed Murong Chen: "We're already at the door, why are you making phone calls? Let's go!"
As he spoke, he led Murong Chen directly into the traditional Chinese medicine clinic.
Inside the clinic, Kong Wange lifted the curtain and walked out from the backyard. When she looked up and saw Murong Ting, she was immediately stunned for a moment: "You, how did you get here?"
"What? You're not welcoming me?"
Just then, Kong Chi came in from the back room. Before he even arrived, his childish voice rang out: "Mommy, the water heater isn't working..."
Kong Wange: "!!!"
Murong Chen: "!!!"
Seeing that the curtain was about to be lifted, Murong Chen was so alarmed that he grabbed Murong Ting's leg and cried out, "Mommy, hide quickly!"
Seeing this, Kong Wange seized the opportunity, turned around, lifted the curtain, and blocked Kong Chi back.
Murong Ting vaguely saw a small black shadow flash behind the curtain, and with a glint in his eyes, he chased after it.
Murong Chen grabbed him desperately: "You're not allowed to go!"
Murong Ting gritted his teeth and said, "Let go!"
"I won't let go!"
Murong Ting took a deep breath, bent down and lifted him up, then threw him onto the counter next to him: "Sit still and don't move!"
After saying that, he continued chasing after the curtain.
He wanted to see who was hiding behind the curtain!
A few steps later, he reached the curtain and yanked it open.
At that very moment, a little baby voice came from beside me: "Mommy, look at the water!"
Then, with a "whoosh," a bucket of cold water was poured directly at him!
Caught completely off guard, he was instantly soaked to the bone.
The scene fell silent for a moment.
A few seconds later, Kong Ran put down the basin in her hand and said apologetically, "Oh, Uncle Zha, what are you doing here?"
Murong Ting gritted his teeth: "Stop pretending, where is the person who was behind the curtain just now?"
Kong Ran nodded, blinking her innocent, wide eyes: "It's me."
Murong Ting didn't believe it.
Looking around, he immediately spotted a room next door.
All the doors around were closed, except for the door to this room, which was open.
His eyes flickered slightly, and he walked towards the room.
Kong Wange grabbed him: "Murong Ting, you're all wet, why aren't you going home to change? What are you doing barging around here!"
Murong Ting shoved her away: "It's the same if I change here."
"I don't have any men's clothes here!"
Murong Ting pointed to the room and said with a wicked smile, "Who said that? Isn't there one there?"
Kong Wange then noticed that there were several of Uncle Zhang's clothes hanging on the clothes rack in the room.
This room was originally Zhang Bo's rest room, so he naturally left some spare clothes in the room.
Kong Wange thought to herself that she was having a really bad day, and grabbed him tightly: "Those are all old men's shirts, they'll look terrible on you!"
"It's alright, I don't care." He slightly raised his chin, his gaze scrutinizing her: "Kong Wange, if you're so reluctant to let me in, who's hiding inside?"
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