Chapter 180 Unexpected Situation and Farewell
Kong Wange rubbed her throbbing head, sat up, and answered the phone: "Hello."
Across from us, Kong Zhizhao's hypocritical voice came: "Daughter, are you up yet?"
Upon hearing Kong Zhizhao address her that way, Kong Wange felt a chill run down her spine: "Don't call me that, just say what you need to say."
Although she lowered her voice, Anjing next to her still heard the noise and woke up.
He tugged at her and mouthed, "Who is it?"
Kong Wange frowned and said, "My dad."
She fell silent. She had heard a little about what was going on at Kong Wange's home. She sat up and listened while playing on her phone.
She was afraid that her little Gege would be bullied by those people again.
Kong Zhizhao was bluntly rebuffed by Kong Wange, but he was not discouraged and continued in a pretentious tone: "It's nothing serious. It's just that you haven't come home to see your father since you came back. Your father misses you, so I'm asking if you would like to come back for a visit soon. Your father will cook you something delicious."
Ha, I haven't paid any attention to her for over a decade, and now she's calling me "Dad" all the time. It's disgusting.
She's been back for so long, and only now do they think of sending her back? It's almost certainly a trap.
Kong Wange knew perfectly well, and her tone became even colder: "Forget about dinner. If you have something to say, say it. Otherwise, I'm hanging up."
"Hey, hey, don't hang up!"
Upon hearing that she was about to hang up, Kong Zhizhao became anxious and pleaded, "Daughter, Dad does have something to ask you. I heard about what happened to your sister at the Yunting new product launch press conference a while ago. I criticized her severely, so please don't hold a grudge against her."
Kong Zhizhao sighed: "Alas, because of your sister's vanity, our Kong family has lost all its reputation and a lot of orders. Our family business was already bad, and now we're almost starving. I heard that you and Ting Shao have a child. Since you have a child, you should live well with Ting Shao. I won't force you to divorce. But could you talk to Ting Shao and ask him to give our family 300 million yuan to help us through this difficult time?"
Upon hearing this, Kong Wange almost couldn't help but curse.
She sneered, "Kong Zhizhao, what are you dreaming about? You're asking for 300 million with just a few words. You might as well just rob someone."
Kong Wange showed him no mercy. Across from him, Kong Zhizhao gradually lost his earlier "compromising" attitude, and his voice turned colder: "Kong Wange, for you and Young Master Ting, three hundred million is not a difficult matter, is it?"
"It's not difficult, but Murong Ting and I are already divorced. If you want the money, go ask for it yourself." Kong Wange was almost amused by his matter-of-fact tone.
Kong Zhizhao took a deep breath: "Kong Wange, don't try to lie to me. You're divorced and you still went on a picnic in the countryside together? Let me tell you, your mother still left some things with me, unless you don't want them anymore!"
Upon hearing this, Kong Wange was slightly taken aback.
She and her brain-dead sister are truly father and daughter; they both wanted to use this incident to threaten her.
However, the key to the secret door of the traditional Chinese medicine clinic might indeed be left with the Kong family.
If she didn't want the secret door to get out, she would have already hired a welder to cut it open.
She pondered for a moment, then remained outwardly calm: "What is it about my mother?"
"Of course, it's all her belongings—her clothes, her things, all sorts of things. Don't you want to take them back as a keepsake?"
Kong Wange wasn't that rigid. She was fine with the other things, but she was determined to get the key. After a moment of silence, she said, "You mean, if I give you three hundred million, you'll give me my mother's belongings?"
Kong Zhizhao snorted: "That's right. I didn't want things to get so tense between us, but you just wouldn't give your father any face, so I had no choice but to resort to this."
Kong Wange rolled her eyes.
Shameless is shameless, yet they try to make it sound so noble.
She thought for a moment and then said, "How about this, I'll transfer the money to you within a week, and you give me my mother's things in return, okay?"
Kong Zhizhao hesitated for a moment: "Does it really take this long to transfer money?"
Kong Wange tapped the edge of the bed with her fingertip and said, "Three hundred million is not a small amount. The Murong family is a large and wealthy family, but it will take time to process such a large sum of cash at once."
"Alright then, Dad will wait for your good news."
Kong Zhizhao hung up the phone after he finished speaking.
Kong Wange fell into thought.
Quietly listening to bits and pieces, she couldn't help but get angry: "Little Gege, what kind of person is your dad? He's obviously trying to scam you. If he gives you money once, he'll do it again. Why did you agree to it? You're not really going to send him money, are you?"
Kong Wange sneered, "Dream on, it's just a delaying tactic."
Anjing nodded from the side: "That's good. I knew you wouldn't be fooled so easily, Xiaogege. But your mother's belongings are with the Kong family after all. What are you going to do if they don't give you the money?"
Kong Wange took a deep breath, rolled off the bed and started packing her luggage: "An'an, I can't stay here anymore. I have to go back to Jiangcheng, find out where my mother's belongings are kept at the Kong family home, and steal them out."
"Oh, you're going back now? Is it in such a hurry?"
“I only have a week, and I can’t afford to waste time. If it takes too long, Kong Zhizhao will become suspicious.”
Anjing stood up and said, "Okay, I'll have Xiaomumu take you there."
Just as Kong Wange was about to say no, there was a knock on the door.
Anjing said quietly, "Who is it? Come in."
Murong Ting pushed open the door, holding a bowl of steamed egg custard: "Wanwan, I made you steamed egg custard, please try it..."
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Kong Wange busily packing her luggage on the ground, and immediately stopped, looking anxious: "Wanwan, are you leaving?"
Kong Wange didn't have time to pay attention to him.
Seeing that Murong Ting's eyes were wide open, An Jing sighed and told him what had just happened. At the end, she said, "I was just about to come to you. The Kong family is scoundrels. Take her back and don't let her be bullied."
After hearing this, Murong Ting's tense body slowly relaxed.
He had just seen Kong Wange packing her things, and an unprecedented fear enveloped him—
He thought that his words, which he had just regained, were now slipping away and abandoning him.
He placed the steamed egg custard on the cabinet next to him and said, "Wanwan, I'm going back to tidy up. Wait for me."
Kong Wange stood up and frowned: "I can go back by myself. You don't need to come with me. You're here to inspect projects again, right? You go ahead and do your thing."
Murong Ting took a deep breath and said slowly, "No, I came here specifically to find you. Now that you're leaving, of course I'll follow you."
Kong Wange couldn't tell whether he was telling the truth or not, but seeing his serious expression, she could only say, "Whatever."
Hearing her say that, Murong Ting felt relieved, said "Wait for me," and hurriedly went back to pack his luggage.
Anjing watched Murong Ting's retreating figure and couldn't help but tease, "Little Gege, don't you think my nephew is quite handsome when he gets serious?"
Kong Wange shook her head and said, "Can being handsome put food on the table? No matter how handsome he is, it can't change the fact that he's a jerk and forgetful."
Anjing sighed, "That's true."
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