Chapter 402 Suspecting that the Wide-Noodle Girl is Someone Else?
Wen Sichen picked up his phone and briefly explained the situation to Kong Ran, concluding with: "The bet is set. We'll see in a week."
Kong Ran: [Received, you may leave now!]
Less than half a second later, the message was quickly retracted.
Wen Sichen was momentarily distracted and didn't see it clearly, quickly asking, "What did you just send? I didn't see it!"
Kong Ran replied again: [Received, thank you, Brother Sichen~.]
Wen Sichen: [Eye roll.jpg]
Inside the room, Murong Chen, along with his brother, rushed downstairs to deliver intelligence to their father.
Only the arrogant Kong Ran remained, and started another game.
...
On the way back to the Wen family home.
Sitting in the back, Wen Zirou said angrily, "These people who practice acupuncture are all ingrates. You've been serving the old lady for so long, always trying to please her, but what have you done? Not only have you not learned any acupuncture techniques, but now that her granddaughter is back, she doesn't treat you like a human being at all. She doesn't need you to accompany her in the car, and just now she even stood up for Kong Wange. All the good you've done for her over the years has been wasted."
Mentioning the old lady's attitude towards Kong Wange, Wen Luoyun's expression darkened.
She said coldly, "He is indeed an ignorant old fool. Just wait, once I become the head of the family, I will immediately kick this old man and this child out of the Wen family!"
Wen Zirou sighed, her brows furrowing with worry again: "Being the head of the family isn't that easy. Luo Yun, your delaying tactic today was good, but it was still too impulsive. That old man Sun is arrogant and notoriously unapproachable; he's not so easy to persuade."
Wen Luoyun sneered: "Mom, after all these years, how come you still don't understand me? If I weren't absolutely certain, would I jump into a fire pit myself?"
Wen Zirou's eyes lit up: "Luo Yun, so you have a way to invite Elder Sun?"
Wen Luoyun's expression softened slightly, and her face flushed as she said, "Brother Ting and Sun Hairong are close friends despite their age difference. As long as I ask, why would I worry that he won't help me?"
Wen Zirou was taken aback, and said with slight displeasure, "Why is it Murong Ting again? Didn't Mom tell you not to get too close to him?"
Wen Luoyun's expression also turned cold: "Otherwise, do you have any other ideas? Don't you see how Kong Wange has forced us into this situation today? She dares to so blatantly seize power. If we let her grow up, will we still have a good life in the future?"
Wen Zirou sighed and compromised, "Alright, you can handle this yourself. Mom won't interfere."
Wen Luoyun was a little happier. She took out her phone to send a WeChat message to Murong Ting, but when she opened her contacts, she remembered that Murong Ting never used WeChat.
Fortunately, she already knew his phone number by heart, but when she called, no one answered for a long time.
Wen Luoyun checked the time; it was 1 p.m.
Is it during lunch break?
She thought for a moment and edited a text message, then sent it: "Brother Ting, this is Luo Yun. My uncle is hosting a banquet and would like to invite Elder Sun Hairong. I heard you and he are old friends. Could you please pass on a message to him for me?"
This is the first time my uncle has assigned me a task, and I really don't want to mess it up. Please, please, I'll treat you to a big meal if I succeed!
Two text messages were sent, but they went unanswered.
Seeing this, Wen Zirou frowned: "Luo Yun, are you sure Murong Ting really likes you? I think you care about him much more than he cares about you. He's been in Kyoto for so long, has he ever invited you to dinner?"
Wen Luoyun put down her phone and forced a smile, saying, "He's probably busy. He'll reply when he sees the message."
Wen Zirou sighed: "Mom is afraid that you will be blinded by love. You have been smart since you were a child. Don't let your feelings cause you to make a mistake."
"knew."
Wen Luoyun thought for a moment and sent Tang Minghao a WeChat message: [Minghao, are you there? I have something I want to confirm with you again.]
Tang Minghao is the young master of the Tang family, one of the four great families. He and Murong Ting are childhood friends. Although they get along very well, they have completely different personalities.
Murong Ting is aloof and domineering, while Tang Minghao is straightforward, playful, and mischievous. Most importantly, Tang Minghao has treated her like a younger sister since childhood and has always been very good to her.
Even her first meeting with Murong Ting was arranged by him.
Tang Minghao responded quickly, replying in less than five seconds: [Xiao Luoyun, why did you suddenly think of sending me a WeChat message? What's up?]
Wen Luoyun frowned: [Minghao, do you remember when I asked you to deliver a bowl of noodles to Ting when we were little? Think carefully, are you sure he ate it?]
Tang Minghao: [What? You haven't given up yet? Xiao Luoyun, I know what you're thinking, but eating a bowl of noodles doesn't mean anything. Brother Ting's kids are old enough to run errands now. Look for other opportunities, don't just keep waiting for him.]
Okay, I understand.
Wen Luoyun turned off her phone and lowered her head to think. Since he had eaten her noodles, her guess should be correct.
Of course, it cannot be ruled out that other women made noodles for him, and the "wide noodle girl" was someone else entirely.
However, the bet has already been made, and there's no use thinking about it now. She still needs to make two preparations as soon as possible. If Murong Ting really doesn't help her, she'll have to rely on herself.
...
After returning to the Wen family, Kong Wange began to look up information about Old Master Sun.
After spending the whole night organizing all the materials, she had a better idea of what to expect.
Since Grandma Sun enjoys mountain climbing, she plans to personally select a high-quality hiking pole as a gift tomorrow. After all, it's never wrong to give a gift that pleases the recipient, and it's always a good idea to cater to their preferences.
Before going to bed, Murong Ting called her to ask how the ancestral worship ceremony went.
She hesitated for a moment but still didn't tell him about the bet. He had his own company to manage and three children to take care of, and she didn't want him to worry about it.
Besides, even if he did speak up, he might not be able to help her.
Although she said she was fine, the man on the other end of the line didn't believe her and kept asking questions. Before hanging up, he repeatedly told her to tell him if she encountered any difficulties.
Upon entering the study at Anjia, Lin Cheng noticed his boss seemed quite upset after hanging up the phone. He nervously asked, "Young Master Ting, are you busy right now? If not, I have something to report to you. I received a call and two text messages on my phone from Wen Luoyun of the Wen family. Would you like to take a look?"
Murong Ting frowned: "Who is she? If you don't want to see her, how am I supposed to send her to your phone?"
Lin Cheng cautiously reminded him, "You forgot, this phone number was one you gave me after you discarded it. You said it was unlucky and that you wanted to change it to a new number with all 8s at the end."
"And the phone I'm using now is one that you handed over to me."
"Oh, my suit is also..."
Murong Ting crossed his legs and said in a cold tone, "What, are you trying to complain to me?"
"No, no. I don't have many good points, I'm just sentimental, I'm not used to using new things," Lin Cheng said obsequiously.
"If there's nothing else, I'll head out now."
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
