Chapter 168 Starting to Fawn Over Her Early in the Morning
Across from her, An Jing took a deep breath, rubbed her head, and said, "I'm not arguing with you. Send me the address, I'm coming over right now! That jerk Xiao Yueya, he secretly went back to the country without telling me, let's see how he hides this time!"
Little crescent moon?
Another nickname for "five sixes"?
Murong Ting was taken aback for a moment, but he was too lazy to investigate further. A look of joy appeared on his face. He sent her his location and then said, "You'd better come over and take your man away from my woman."
Anjing replied, "Oh, it's the next city. Wait here, I'll buy a 6 o'clock flight, it'll only take a little over an hour."
"Why are you buying a 6 o'clock flight? What are you dawdling for? I'll have Lin Cheng book you a 5 o'clock flight, and you're on time at 7 o'clock!"
Anjing replied: "You're ruthless. Send me the flight number after you buy it."
Once things were settled, Murong Ting felt much more at ease and turned to Lin Cheng, who was standing on the ground, saying, "Go and book a flight for An Jing from Kyoto to Rongcheng."
Lin Cheng held up his phone: "I've made up my mind as soon as you finish speaking."
Murong Ting found Lin Cheng a bit more agreeable: "Hmph, finally acting like a special assistant."
Lin Cheng said with a wronged expression, "What do you mean by 'similar'? My Lin family has been dedicated to special assistants for a hundred years!"
Murong Ting remained silent and lay back down on the bed.
Seeing that Murong Ting didn't intend to continue getting angry, Lin Cheng tentatively got onto the other bed next to him.
Seeing that Murong Ting didn't move, he breathed a sigh of relief and hugged the blanket with a clear conscience: "Young Master Ting, it's not dawn yet, shall we sleep a little longer?"
Murong Ting said quietly, "Hand over one G before you go to sleep."
Lin Cheng: "...Fine, if you won't sleep, I will."
As he spoke, he clipped his phone into the clip and closed his eyes.
Murong Ting, standing to the side: "..."
...
It was early morning, just as dawn was breaking.
Lin Cheng opened his eyes.
He turned his head and saw Murong Ting staring at the ceiling with his eyes open.
His heart skipped a beat. He reached down and, seeing his phone was still there, breathed a sigh of relief. He took the phone out, got out of bed, and cautiously asked, "Young Master Ting, you really haven't been sleeping at all?"
Murong Ting snorted coldly.
Lin Cheng shook his head, thinking to himself that the CEO's world was always hard to fathom, so he stopped asking.
In that brief moment, he heard voices and sounds of activity coming from the courtyard. He paused and said, "Young Master Ting, it seems everyone's up. Why didn't you go out to check on them instead of sleeping?"
Murong Ting rolled over.
Lin Cheng realized what was happening and clapped his hands: "Are you shy? Sigh, how about I go out and warm things up for you?"
He was about to put on his shoes and go out when he saw Murong Ting sit up with a jolt, glance at him, and say, "What's there to be embarrassed about?"
After saying that, he put on his coat and left the room first.
Lin Cheng behind him: "..."
If we're talking about recklessness, then it has to be Young Master Ting.
The environment in the countryside is indeed different from that in the city; the air is fresh.
When I woke up early in the morning, Yunshan Mountain was shrouded in mist in the distance, appearing lush and green at first glance.
Smoke curled in the courtyard, dew still clung to the flowerbeds not far away, and chickens clucked in the coop.
The fresh, invigorating air was filled with a warmth and liveliness he rarely experienced.
In the courtyard, Yan Heli was practicing Tai Chi.
He changed into a Tai Chi uniform, and his movements were slow but steady, making him appear as if he were one with Yunshan.
After mentally preparing himself, Murong Ting walked over as naturally as possible.
He cleared his throat and greeted Yan Heli, "Good morning, Master."
Yan Heli opened his eyes a crack, glanced at him, and then closed them again.
Murong Ting: "..."
Seeing that Yan Heli had no intention of paying any attention to him, Murong Ting coughed lightly and turned to go to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Kong Wange was cooking.
She worked quickly and efficiently, washing the rice and putting it in the pot. She also added red dates, longan, and goji berries, and soon the kitchen was filled with the sweet aroma of porridge.
She casually tied her long hair into a bun, with a few strands hanging down beside her ears. She reached out and tucked them behind her ears, then turned to prepare the vegetables.
She hummed a song as she cooked, a lighthearted smile on her face.
Murong Ting rarely saw this smile when he was in the city, but at this moment he felt his heart was brutally struck by her stunningly beautiful natural face.
Yes, that's how Yan Yan should be in his mind.
His breathing unconsciously deepened, and he subconsciously moved closer.
Kong Wange finished washing the vegetables and was about to chop them when she turned around and saw Murong Ting standing at the door. She was immediately startled: "Uh, what are you doing standing there? Are you acting as a doorman?"
Murong Ting's eyes held emotions she couldn't understand, as if he had a thousand words to say, which he seemed to be suppressing with all his might.
Murong Ting took a deep breath, stepped into the room, and asked in a natural tone, "Wanwan, is there anything I can help you with?"
Kong Wange waved her hand: "You can't even cook, what help can you be? Get out of here, don't take up space."
Murong Ting frowned: "I will do it. You forgot, when you were at the old house, your hands were not convenient, and you directed me to cook noodles. We worked together very well."
It would be better if this matter weren't brought up, because mentioning Kong Wange makes her furious.
"Yes, after eating the noodles I instructed you to make, you immediately asked me for custody of Xiao Chi."
Murong Ting: "..."
At this moment, he realized with deep emotion that he had committed countless sins in his short life.
Kong Wange rolled her eyes at him and turned to add firewood to the stove.
Seeing that there wasn't much firewood left, Kong Wange left the kitchen to chop some.
Seeing this, Murong Ting quickly followed and said, "Wanwan, let me do it."
"You can chop?" Kong Wange looked at him with distrust.
Murong Ting nodded shamelessly: "That's easy."
Kong Wange thought about it and agreed. After all, it was physical labor, and the man should be able to do it.
Since someone was willing to share the burden, she didn't bother with formalities and simply handed him the axe, saying, "Then be careful not to hurt your hand."
Seeing Murong Ting take the axe, she turned and went to the stove, but heard the man say behind her, "Wanwan, I knew it, you still care about me."
Kong Wange: "?"
She shuddered, the goosebumps that had suddenly risen all over her body, and said with a look of horror, "Don't flatter yourself. Also, don't call me Wanwan, it's disgusting."
After saying that, she quickly went into the kitchen.
Murong Ting watched her retreating figure with tender eyes.
He hadn't cherished her enough in the past, causing her to suffer. From now on, he would spend the rest of his life making it up to her and never let her be sad again!
Having made up his mind, he turned and went to chop wood.
Unexpectedly, as he turned around with the axe in hand, he came face to face with Lin Cheng, who had appeared out of nowhere behind him.
He instinctively took a step back: "What are you doing standing here? Are you acting as a door god?"
Lin Cheng: "..."
Murong Ting ignored him and turned to chop wood.
Perhaps it was Kong Wange's concern for him before she left that inspired his enthusiasm for chopping wood. He picked up a round piece of wood and placed it on the woodpile.
He took a deep breath, and with all his might, he raised the axe and chopped at the firewood!
With a loud "bang," the axe perfectly avoided the wood and successfully chopped down the wooden stump.
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