Chapter 310 The Warmth He Gave
The car door closed, and Murong Ting walked around to the other side, opened the door, and followed him in.
The car's air conditioning was turned on, and the warm air quickly dispelled the chill.
Kong Wange leaned back in her chair, opened her phone, and a series of unread message notifications popped up.
Apart from one spam text message, all the others were messages sent to her by Murong Ting.
At 8 p.m., he sent himself a table full of food with a note that read, "Having dinner with the kids, have you eaten yet?"
At nine o'clock, he sent another message: "What are you doing? Are you tired from filming today?"
At 10 p.m., he texted: "Are you asleep? If not, reply to me."
At 11 o'clock, the message was changed to a phone call.
After that, she would receive one missed call every half hour on average, and this continued until just now. The most recent call was at 3:30.
Kong Wange gripped her phone, overwhelmed with mixed emotions.
She had been used to traveling around alone since she was a child and had never experienced being cared for like this before.
She lowered her eyes and said, "Murong Ting, thank you."
Murong Ting noticed her bad mood, his expression softened, and he deliberately joked to tease her, "What, are you giving me another 'nice guy' card?"
Kong Wange gave a pale smile and said nothing.
Murong Ting, with one hand on the steering wheel, turned to the side and said gently, "Tired? If you are, recline the seat back and take a nap."
Kong Wange was tired, but she didn't want to sleep.
I have so much to say, but I don't know where to begin or who to say it to.
Just when Murong Ting thought she wouldn't pay attention to him, Kong Wange spoke softly: "Murong Ting, I know what kind of poison my mother was poisoned with..."
Outside the car window, all was quiet. Under the dim streetlights, a few cars occasionally sped by on the road and disappeared in a flash.
Kong Wange spoke softly and slowly as she recounted the events of the day to him.
When Murong Ting heard what she had said, he was first shocked, then felt a pang of heartache. He freed one hand, touched her hair, and began to analyze the situation for her.
"In other words, it can now be confirmed that the poison your mother was given was 'One Line Red,' and the culprit who made the poison may have also been to the Imperial Academy and obtained a key ingredient in this poison—the Hundred-Year-Old Heartbreak Grass."
Kong Wange nodded, somewhat dejected, and said, "That's right, but that person was too cunning. He erased the signature on the register. There were no surveillance cameras or computers more than twenty years ago, so there's nowhere to check. Murong Ting, what should we do? I might not be able to avenge my mother. The trail has gone cold."
"Wanwan, don't worry. To put it another way, the information we have now is already a significant breakthrough. If we continue our investigation, perhaps we can try a different approach," Murong Ting said calmly.
"How about a different approach?"
"Yes, there are only two reasons for killing: profit and revenge. According to the information I have gathered, your mother was very popular back then and I have never heard of her having any enemies. So it is very likely that she killed for profit."
"Think carefully about who will be the biggest beneficiary after your mother's death. This person must not only be very familiar with the internal affairs of the Imperial Academy, but also be highly skilled in both medicine and poison."
Murong Ting's words made Kong Wange fall into deep thought.
Following this line of thought, it seems we have to go back to the Wen family, but her mother has already been expelled from the Wen family, so why would the Wen family want to harm her?
She had indeed suspected the Wen family before, but now that she knew her mother was poisoned with an ancient poison that was almost lost, her suspicions about the Wen family lessened.
Even with the expertise of a poison doctor who has specialized in poisons for decades, knowing the formula wouldn't guarantee the ability to develop Yixianhong. Moreover, the Wen family's expertise lies not in poisons but in medicine.
Kong Wange thought and thought but couldn't come up with a solution, so she simply leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes to rest.
Murong Ting silently turned the air conditioner temperature up a bit more.
Kong Wange had only rested for five or six minutes when her WeChat suddenly started buzzing incessantly.
She was taken aback, and when she unlocked her phone, she saw a message from An Jing: "Little Gege, the promotional video is finished. There are five versions in total. Take a look!"
Below that are five video files.
Kong Wange glanced at the time; it was just before 4:30…
She rubbed her temples. Murong Ting wanted to look but didn't dare, and asked sourly, "Who is it in the middle of the night?"
"The hospital's promotional video is out. Anjing, let me watch it first."
"Oh." Murong Ting turned the steering wheel and didn't ask any more questions.
Kong Wange opened the video that An Jing had sent her.
Each version takes about five minutes.
To be fair, all five films looked pretty good, with natural and pleasant background music and captivating scenery. Her scenes with Bai Chenwu were youthful and beautiful as they should be.
In short, every aspect of campus life makes one feel its beauty.
She smiled and replied: 【I've seen it, she's very beautiful, I'll choose the third one.】
In the third version, she and Bai Chenwu sit on a swing, gazing at each other and smiling. In a small corner of the picture, several passersby are captured, including a man who is completely covered up, looking at her with tenderness in his eyes.
Anjing quickly replied: 【You're still up so late!】
Kong Wange paused for a moment, then replied: [I was going to ask you that too. Did you stay up all night editing the video and send it to me directly?]
Anjing quickly replied: "[You're overthinking it. I'm having fun with my girlfriends in Houhai. The video was edited in post-production. They sent it to me and I thought it was pretty good, so I just sent it to you so you could choose one. Okay, I'll have them use the third one for promotional purposes.]"
【Okay.】Kong Wange replied, frowning as she looked at the quiet message.
She looked at Murong Ting and asked, "What kind of place is Houhai?"
Murong Ting turned his head: "It's a pretty famous bar in Kyoto. How about we go for a drink?"
Kong Wange squinted: "What do you want to do?"
Murong Ting glanced at her, smiled, and said nothing.
Kong Wange held her phone and continued chatting with An Jing: [You spent the night at the bar?]
Yeah, when you're out having fun, you should definitely enjoy yourself to the fullest.
"I'm with Murong Ting right now. Should I come pick you up?" Kong Wange asked.
In the bar, An Jing sobered up instantly upon hearing this: "No need! No need! I'm leaving right now. I've called a driver, you don't need to pick me up. Besides, I'm not staying at Anjia anymore; I have my own place."
Seeing Anjing's message, Kong Wange pursed her lips, deciding to take advantage of her being drunk to trick her: "Anjing, my brother has already told me everything, but I don't think we can just believe his side of the story. I still want to hear what you have to say."
She always felt that Anjing staying out all night at the bar was a bit like drowning her sorrows in alcohol.
A message came back after a while: "I'm not drunk yet, are you playing poker?"
Kong Wange wasn't afraid even after being exposed: "Believe it or not, it's up to you. Anyway, my brother argued with me for two hours straight about being innocent."
Soon, six exclamation marks appeared in the reply, followed by a quiet and angry voice message: "[What did he say to you? How dare he complain?]"
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