Chapter 259 A Knife Hidden Under the Pillow
Kong Wange was not as strong as him, and after struggling a few times without success, she said coldly, "Let go."
Having already gotten the better deal, Murong Ting didn't dare go too far. He loosened his grip, but his eyes remained fixed on her.
After Kong Wange pulled her hand away, she grabbed the man's waist and twisted it hard. Murong Ting cried out in pain, but did not dodge again.
"Do you know what I was thinking just now?" He endured the pain, his voice low and hoarse, his brows revealing undisguised aggression.
Kong Wange was slightly taken aback, and her grip loosened unconsciously. Before she could speak, she heard him continue, "Wanwan, don't smile like that at other men anymore."
Kong Wange: "..."
What man did she smile at?!
Wait a minute… belatedly, she suddenly realized, could he be talking about Qianliu?
Kong Wange looked at him as if she'd seen a ghost: "Murong Ting, are you jealous?"
Murong Ting snorted, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone: "Shouldn't it be?"
He was her woman, and she said those kinds of things to another man. Not to mention being jealous, he even wished he could gouge out that man's eyes that were glued to her.
Kong Wange was speechless and said, "What I did just now was a temporary measure. That person was obviously not easy to deal with. Without some extreme measures, how could he have left so obediently!"
“Then I won’t leave,” Murong Ting said, his eyes deep. “I’m not afraid of him.”
Kong Wange sneered: "Stubborn as ever. Aren't you afraid of getting hurt like this? You're just one person, but they're a group!"
Upon hearing this, Murong Ting's gloom vanished.
Sure enough, his Wanwan still cared about him.
Just as he was feeling happy, he heard Kong Wange continue, "It doesn't matter if you die, but I finally managed to establish myself in the Wen family. Do you want me to ruin everything because of you?"
Murong Ting: "..."
Kong Wange glanced at his still bleeding arm, and upholding medical ethics, she shook her head with suppressed anger: "Come out, let me apply some medicine for you."
After saying that, she took the lead and went to the outer hall to get the medicine box.
Back in the room, Murong Ting's expression was still not good, but he was still relatively obedient.
Kong Wange told him to take off his clothes, so he took off his clothes; she told him to raise his arms, so he raised his arms.
The two did not exchange any other words throughout the entire process, except when Kong Wange applied alcohol to him, he trembled slightly.
After applying the alcohol, Kong Wange sprinkled the medicinal powder onto his wound.
This medicine is very potent, much more stimulating than the alcohol from before. Murong Ting couldn't help but gasp.
Kong Wange said coldly, "Bear with it. Your wound is too deep; ordinary medicine won't work."
Murong Ting hummed in response and didn't move again, but his body trembled slightly involuntarily, and soon fine sweat appeared on his forehead.
While applying the medicine, Kong Wange frowned and asked, "What exactly injured you?"
The wound was small but deep, as if something had pierced it directly.
"Darts."
"Darts?" Kong Wange was taken aback.
“That Qianliu is no ordinary person. He used to be quite famous in the underworld. Throwing darts are his best hidden weapon.”
Kong Wange frowned: "How could someone like that be willing to be a henchman for the Wen family?"
"The Wen family has been kind to him."
How did you know?
Murong Ting was taken aback for a moment, then forced himself to remain calm and said, "I only heard about it."
A hint of doubt flashed through Kong Wange's mind.
Based on the information Murong Ting gave her about the Wen family last time, this person... seems to know too much about the Wen family. Could it be that he is also investigating the Wen family?
Why?
His visit to the Wen family tonight was most likely not a coincidence. Filled with doubt, she couldn't help but ask, "Are you investigating the Wen family? Why?"
"It's a secret, but if you kiss me, I'll tell you, one word at a time, how about that?"
"Say it or don't, it's up to you."
Kong Wange picked up the medicine box and went outside.
When she returned, she saw him still sitting on the edge of the bed like a wooden statue, and frowned: "Aren't you leaving?"
Murong Ting paused, then looked at her: "My arm is almost pierced through, and you're still trying to kick me out?"
Kong Wange saw right through his thoughts: "As long as his leg isn't broken, it's fine."
Murong Ting sprawled on the sofa, his long legs propped up on the coffee table: "Then give me a discount now."
I've never heard of such a request before.
Kong Wange immediately searched around for a suitable weapon.
Murong Ting knew her temper well, so he quickly put his legs down, sat up straight and said, "Uh, Wanwan, I was just kidding... That Qianliu is very alert, he definitely won't go far, maybe he's guarding outside? If you're tired, go to sleep first, don't worry about me, I'll leave in the second half of the night."
Kong Wange's expression finally softened a little: "Then please do as you please."
So, Murong Ting watched helplessly as she dried her hair.
Make the bed.
She crawled into the blankets.
He hid a sharp knife and tucked it into the lower bunk.
Murong Ting: "???"
Who are we guarding against?
...
The next morning, when Kong Wange woke up, Murong Ting had already left.
After getting up, she prepared to wash up.
As soon as I got out of bed, I saw a sticky note on the headboard—
There was a cartoon drawing on it.
Her unsightly appearance while asleep.
Kong Wange: "..."
She tore off the sticky note, rolled it up, and threw it away.
Turning around, she went into the bathroom and was horrified to find another sticky note on the mirror—"To Wanwan: I've squeezed out the toothpaste for you. Remember to think of me when you wash your face ^-^"
Kong Wange: "..."
After washing up, she went to change her clothes.
As soon as I opened the wardrobe, sure enough, there was another sticky note!
Kong Wange was almost numb. She took the sticky note off the cabinet door—"To Wanwan: Wear the second pale yellow dress, it suits your skin tone. Remember to think of me when you wear it ^-^"
Kong Wange looked at the last smiling face and was completely helpless.
Before leaving the courtyard, she hesitated for a moment, then changed back into her pale yellow dress.
...
The Wen family's main hall.
When Kong Wange arrived, Wen Xiaoxiao and Wen Zirou were already there. Wen Zhengning had to attend a medical forum today and had left early in the morning, so he didn't come to have breakfast with them.
With Wen Zhengning absent, Wen Xiaoxiao spoke with less restraint. Upon seeing her enter, she said in a lukewarm tone, "Kong Wange, was it because of the exam today that you were so nervous that you didn't sleep well all night? You're so late."
"Xiaoxiao, what nonsense are you talking about?" Wen Zirou's tone became a little more serious. She turned to Kong Wange and comforted her like a good aunt, "Wange, Xiaoxiao is just straightforward. Don't mind her. I heard her say last night that there will be a class placement exam in the college today. Relax, it's just an exam. Don't take it too seriously. Actually, it's not that important whether you get into the experimental class or the regular class. You'll learn the same things."
Kong Wange looked bewildered: "Auntie, don't worry, I'm not nervous at all. It's Xiaoxiao who's nervous..."
She looked at Wen Xiaoxiao beside her, looking like she was seriously considering her feelings: "Cousin, I'm not worried, so why aren't you worried? Our Wen family doesn't have any quotas this year, and you didn't get a ranking in the Ling Shu Competition. Your uncle went to great lengths to buy you a spot as a recommended student. You can't be so lazy. You must study hard. If you don't get into the experimental class, where will your uncle put his face?"
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