Chapter 227 Staying at Her Hotel
Murong Ting remained lying down without moving: "Ah, so fast? Wanwan, apply a thicker layer, my skin absorbs it faster."
Kong Wange: "Murong Ting, don't force me to take action."
Murong Ting remained unfazed, his lips pursed slightly: "Wanwan, it's already past midnight..."
"so what?"
"I'm covered in medicine, it's uncomfortable to wear clothes..."
"Hmm, and then what?"
"I'm so itchy I can't walk..."
Kong Wange couldn't stand it anymore and rolled her eyes: "Then you can lie here."
Murong Ting was overjoyed: "Really?"
He happily hugged the blanket and patted the bed next to him: "Come on, Wanwan, go to bed and rest."
Kong Wange sneered and picked up the landline on the bedside table to dial: "Hello, I am the guest of 1302. Please book another room for me."
Before she could finish saying the word "room," Murong Ting jumped up, snatched the phone from her, and said, "Hello, no need."
After hanging up the phone, he said awkwardly, "Wanwan, there's no need to waste money. How about this, I'll sleep on the sofa, is that alright?"
Kong Wange tossed the blanket and pillows onto the sofa in the living room, stood at the door, and gestured for them to enter.
Murong Ting reluctantly left the house in his slippers.
The bedroom door slammed shut with a "bang," and then clicked shut from the inside.
Murong Ting: "..."
Is it really necessary?
He spread the blanket on the sofa, his long legs extending far beyond the sofa, making him look quite cramped.
Inside the room, Kong Wange was extremely tired, but she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
Six years have passed, and everything that happened tonight feels unreal to her.
The image of that man's broad, powerful back kept replaying in my mind.
After a while, she angrily threw the pillow she was holding into her arms and covered her entire face.
That night, Kong Wange slept very restlessly.
As the first rays of morning sunlight streamed in, she slowly opened her eyes.
She got up and opened the bedroom door.
He glanced around but didn't see Murong Ting.
Just as she was wondering, the door was pushed open.
Seeing that she was awake, Murong Ting changed his shoes and smiled, "Awake? I bought breakfast and came back. Go wash up and have some."
"Did you go out to buy breakfast?"
Kong Wange found it strange that the CEO, who was used to being waited on, would one day have to get up early to serve others.
The thought that she was the one being served made her feel even more uneasy.
Murong Ting seemed completely unaware of her thoughts, and simply said gently, "I didn't know what you wanted to eat, so I just bought a little bit of everything."
"Oh, it's okay, I'm fine with anything," Kong Wange said as she went into the bathroom.
A short while later, she came out of the bathroom and immediately saw the breakfast spread all over the table.
At that moment, she realized that her understanding of this point was completely different from the man's understanding of this point.
She said helplessly, "This is too much, how can we possibly finish it all?"
"You pick what you like to eat, and I'll take care of the rest."
“You can’t eat this much, can you?” Kong Wange said as she sat down. She had lived with Murong Ting for so long and knew his habits well. He always ate only a little and never ate too much.
"Try it first, the breakfast here is very good."
Kong Wange sat down and picked up a crystal xiaolongbao with her chopsticks.
She was amazed after taking one bite.
The savory juice burst out, filling her mouth and instantly stimulating her taste buds.
She looked at Murong Ting in surprise: "Where did you buy it?"
"Wachunzai is a long-established brand in Kyoto. They specialize in making breakfast."
Kong Wange was slightly taken aback.
She knew He Chunzhai; she had passed by it when she came to Kyoto for medical treatment years ago. It was on Haihe Street, a long way from their hotel, and there was a very long queue.
She wanted to try it back then, but gave up because the line was too long and she never had the patience to wait in line.
Seeing the thin layer of sweat on the man's forehead, she felt a mix of emotions as she ate a small steamed bun. She asked, "What time did you get up to queue this morning?"
"Queue up?" Murong Ting looked surprised. "Do we have to queue up? I have their gold dining card."
Kong Wange: "..."
She pointed to the sweat on the man's forehead: "So, what's causing all this sweat on your head...?"
"Oh, I also went for a morning run." As he spoke, he picked up a brown sugar cake and handed it over, saying, "This tastes pretty good too, want to try it?"
Kong Wange nodded, silently took the brown sugar cake, took a bite, and deeply understood what the power of money meant.
These brown sugar cakes are indeed delicious. The brown sugar isn't too sweet, and the combination of sesame seeds and flour leaves a lingering fragrance after each bite.
Kong Wange was very satisfied with the meal. She initially thought it was too much, but in the end, Murong Ting really finished off everything she left. It has to be said that a man's stomach is truly a mystery.
Just as Kong Wange was about to tidy up the leftovers on the table, the guest room phone suddenly rang.
Murong Ting picked up the phone. After the hotel customer service representative said something, he said in a deep voice, "Okay, let him come up."
After hanging up the phone, Kong Wange asked curiously, "Who was it? Your friend?"
Murong Ting's tone was perfectly normal: "Oh, no, it's the Wen family's butler. He's probably here to pick you up. I've already had him come up."
Kong Wange: ? ? ?
Murong Ting then added, "It seems the Wen family doesn't value you much, as they only sent a butler to pick you up."
Kong Wange's expression changed, and she didn't care about tidying up anymore. She pulled Murong Ting and hid in the bedroom: "You go in first, don't show your face in front of the Wen family."
Murong Ting was pushed into the bedroom by her, but he blocked the doorway and said with a half-smile, "Wanwan, why? Although I said we can start as friends, we are still a legally married couple. What are you afraid of?"
Before she could finish speaking, the doorbell rang. Kong Wange was getting anxious: "I don't have time to explain to you. In short, I can't let the Wen family see you and me together."
She pushed him a few more times, but he remained unmoved.
"I won't hide it until you explain clearly," Murong Ting said calmly and deliberately.
Kong Wange looked up and glared at him with her bright eyes. She explained helplessly, "Because only if the Wen family thinks that our relationship is still the same as it was five years ago, will they think that I have no support and can be manipulated at will. Only when they lower their guard against me can I have the opportunity to investigate what I want to investigate. Therefore, you can't reveal my identity as Chanyi. In front of others, we will pretend that we are already divorced."
Upon hearing the word "divorce," Murong Ting's mood inexplicably soured.
His heart sank, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he raised an eyebrow and said, "You want me to cooperate with you?"
Kong Wange nodded: "Mm."
He leaned closer, his voice low and seductive: "Shouldn't I ask for some interest?"
Kong Wange: "..."
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