Chapter 397 Caregiver Xiao Ting
The boss stared at Murong Ting's back, his initial enthusiasm gone, replaced by disdain: "Being handsome means you can have all sorts of fun. How many girlfriends must he have at once to use so much?"
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In her dazed state, Kong Wange heard the courtyard gate open.
She had just sat up when she saw Murong Ting walk in carrying a large bag of things.
She asked in surprise, "Such a big bag? What did you buy?"
Murong Ting gave a vague answer and dumped everything onto the bed: "Take a look and pick what you want to use."
Kong Wange stared at a bed of various sanitary napkins, her face a mixture of emotions.
After a long pause, she spoke up: "Murong Ting, you didn't go shopping, you went to buy supplies, didn't you?"
In front of his wife, Murong Ting naturally refused to admit his incompetence and began to shift the blame: "It's all that boss's fault for keeping recommending it to me. I saw that it wasn't easy for her to do business, so I bought it."
"Then you don't need to buy so much, when will you ever finish using it all..." Kong Wange stared at her husband, who was such a traitor, her expression indescribable.
"Use it slowly, it won't spoil."
Kong Wange sighed: "Alright, I'm going to the restroom."
She got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom. Seeing that her steps were still a little unsteady, Murong Ting simply stepped forward and picked her up.
“Hey,” Kong Wange put her arm around his neck and smiled helplessly, “I can walk.”
"It's alright, I have plenty of strength. I'm going to make up for what I owed you over the past six years, little by little," Murong Ting said matter-of-factly.
Kong Wange fell silent.
Carried into the bathroom, Kong Wange only realized she wasn't wearing shoes after she finished tidying up. She said helplessly, "Murong Ting, I didn't..."
Before she could even say "shoes," the bathroom door was opened.
Murong Ting squatted down and picked her up again. As he walked back, he smiled and said, "Little Ting, the caregiver, has been waiting for you and is ready to serve you at any time."
Kong Wange had a sudden thought and patted his shoulder: "Not bad, not bad, I'm very satisfied. I'll promote you to supervisor later."
Murong Ting cooperated, saying, "Your Majesty, I'm not being nice to you for these empty titles. Let's get down to something more practical?"
Kong Wange smiled, leaned in, and kissed his cheek: "This is a reward for you."
Murong Ting's eyes gleamed with delight, his gaze intense: "A reward for me? Then who am I?"
Kong Wange blushed slightly, buried her face in his chest, and whispered, "Husband."
Murong Ting froze for a moment, then happily hugged her and spun her around. After a long while, he stopped, stared at her, and said, "Wanwan, call me again."
Kong Wange's ears felt a little hot, and she coughed lightly, saying, "Alright, stop fooling around. Put me down and let me lie down. I'm feeling uncomfortable."
Murong Ting then remembered that her stomach was still hurting, so he quickly put her on the bed and picked up the water bottle on the bed to touch her stomach.
The advantage of mineral water bottles is their convenience, but the disadvantage is that they cool down quickly; the hot water I just drank has already cooled down.
He frowned and picked it up to change it, saying, "Let me fill it with some more hot water for you."
Kong Wange pulled him back: "No need, I'm not in that much pain anymore."
As she spoke, she moved closer to him, tugged at his arm, and whispered, "It's the same here as it is here."
Murong Ting paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Okay, you don't have to fill it with water. Let me be your hot water bottle."
He immediately changed his clothes, threw off the covers, and crawled into bed.
He reached out and pulled her into his arms, feeling the coldness of her hands and feet, and couldn't help but frown: "Why are you still so cold?"
“I’m much better now,” Kong Wange said, curling up in his arms with her eyes closed. “I wasn’t this bad before. This time it’s probably because I ate some ice a while ago.”
Murong Ting tightened his grip on her arm: "Is this warmer?"
"Mmm," Kong Wange responded softly.
This person is like a heater, always warm and cozy.
The next second, Kong Wange paused slightly.
The man's slightly rough palm covered her stomach; the temperature wasn't as high as a thermos, but it lasted.
He gently massaged her lower abdomen and whispered, "I read online that this might help relieve the pain a little."
Kong Wange's body went limp inch by inch, and with it, her heart, which had once been sealed away, also softened.
She rubbed against his hard chest like a cat: "Mmm, that feels much better."
The man, who usually exudes an aura of authority, was now nestled wholeheartedly in his arms, filling Murong Ting with an inexplicable protective instinct and a sense of satisfaction that welled up from within.
He gently rubbed her stomach and chatted with her casually: "Wanwan, let's come and stay here often when we have time."
Kong Wange felt comfortable and replied with her eyes closed, "Okay, but it probably won't work recently."
So she told Murong Ting everything her grandmother had told her.
Finally, she said, "I originally thought that the clue about the Heartbreak Grass in Yudaoyuan was dead and there was no way to investigate it further, but my grandmother gave me a new clue. Now it seems that my mother's death is inextricably linked to Wen Zhengning."
Murong Ting's subordinate paused slightly: "What do you plan to do next?"
Kong Wange thought for a moment and said, "By decentralizing power and weakening Wen Zhengning's influence, I can have a voice in the Wen family, access core resources and connections, and thus more easily search for evidence."
Murong Ting raised an eyebrow: "You've always kept your talents hidden in the Wen family. Aren't you afraid he'll misunderstand if you suddenly step forward like this?"
“Before, I was cautious because I couldn’t figure out the true nature of each member of the Wen family. Now that we have a clear suspect, if we continue to be timid, the murderer will only continue to go unpunished.”
Murong Ting smiled and said, "That's true. Anyway, whether you show your face or not, Wen Zhengning has already begun to suspect you."
Kong Wange was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at him abruptly: "What do you mean?"
Murong Ting then told her about Wen Zhengning sending people to Jiangcheng.
After listening, Kong Wange said, "This only proves that he has a guilty conscience."
She said with some concern, "But if he really finds out something, it will definitely be bad for me."
Murong Ting reassured him, "Don't worry, I've made all the arrangements. There won't be any news brought back to the capital anytime soon."
Kong Wange sighed, and said sourly, "Sigh, I told you before that I didn't need your help, but now it seems..."
Murong Ting chimed in, "Now it seems this family can't do without me, can it?"
Kong Wange snorted lightly: "Stop trying to glorify yourself."
Murong Ting pretended to be angry: "Sigh, I was originally planning to offer Madam another plan, but since you don't appreciate it, then forget it."
Kong Wange's eyes immediately lit up, and she fawned over him, massaging his shoulders: "What do you mean? Tell me your plan!"
Murong Ting teased her deliberately: "It's a charm trick."
Kong Wange pinched his waist with her hand: "Be serious, are you going to tell me or not?"
Murong Ting raised his hands in surrender: "Fine, fine, I'll say it. If you want to reduce Wen Zhengning's power, tomorrow might be a good opportunity."
Kong Wange lifted her head from his embrace: "Tomorrow?"
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