Chapter 423 Murong Ting's Secret
Kong Wange found typing too tedious, so she sent a voice message instead: "I'm planning to visit the two new clinics I took over this morning to familiarize myself with the situation."
Murong Ting quickly replied: "If you're free tonight, let's have dinner together. Consider it a celebration for acquiring two medical clinics."
He also added a cheerful little dove emoji to the end of the message.
Seeing him act cute, Kong Wange thought of that handsome face that used to keep people at arm's length, and chuckled softly.
She had nothing planned for the evening, so she casually asked, "Sure, where should we eat?"
【Xixiang Lake, their private rooms have floor-to-ceiling windows, a nice environment, and a night view. Give me an address that's convenient for you, and I'll pick you up tonight and we'll go there together.】
No need, just come pick me up at the Wen Family Medical Clinic at the east end of the street.
【What's the meaning? 】
Kong Wange smiled slightly: "It means exactly what you're thinking. The Wen family already knows about our relationship, so we don't have to be secretive anymore."
The 23rd floor of the An Group.
Murong Ting looked at the message and couldn't calm down for a long time. Could it be that he had finally seen the light at the end of the tunnel?
He excitedly made a voice call: "Wanwan, is what you just said true?"
Hearing the excitement in his tone, Kong Wange smiled and said naturally, "Of course, after what happened with Elder Sun, the truth can't be hidden any longer, so I simply confessed."
Murong Ting silently said "yes" to himself and immediately asked, "Can I bring a stranger to dinner tonight?"
Kong Wange raised an eyebrow: "Your friend? Who is it?"
"Tang Minghao".
Oh... it's him.
Kong Wange nodded. She had heard about him so many times before, and now she was finally going to meet him in person.
Just as she was about to speak, Murong Ting seemed to think it was too abrupt and said, "He keeps saying he wants to see you, so I thought I'd take this opportunity to celebrate for you and make it more lively with more people. If you don't want to, that's fine, we can talk about it next time!"
Through the receiver, Kong Wange inexplicably sensed the slight unease in the person on the other end.
Was he afraid she wouldn't want to see his friends?
She curled her lips and typed: "Why wouldn't I want to? I'll invite Anjing too, so we can all get together."
Murong Ting breathed a sigh of relief: "See you tonight."
"Okay, see you tonight."
He put down his phone, a smile still playing on his lips, just as Anya walked in. He stood up from his chair and clicked his tongue lightly, "Auntie, why didn't you knock before coming in?"
Anya placed the documents in her hand on the table and said calmly, "What, are you trying to act all high and mighty with me? This is the An Group. Why do I need to knock on the door to enter my own office?"
That's true.
Murong Ting rubbed his nose awkwardly, glanced at the documents on the table, and changed the subject, saying, "The contract was finalized so quickly?"
Anya hummed in agreement and said, "I called you over here to talk to you about this collaboration. As the saying goes, even close brothers should keep clear accounts. You should understand that without the An family's support, the Murong family alone couldn't handle this billion-dollar deal. The An family has been operating in Kyoto for many years, and they will inevitably have to put in even more effort in the future. So, let's not make either of us feel wronged in this collaboration, and let's split it 50/50."
Murong Ting was amused by his aunt's words and tapped his fingertips lightly on the table: "Auntie, if it weren't for my acquaintance with Old Master Sun, the Wen family would have already won this deal. It's a billion-dollar deal, and you're asking for half of it right off the bat. How am I supposed to explain this to my employees?"
Anya took a graceful sip of tea and said calmly, "Don't try to fool me. You're the one who calls the shots in the Murong family, aren't you? Fine, then tell me how we should divide it?"
Murong Ting considered for a moment, then cleared his throat: "Sanqi?"
Anya put down her teacup and readily agreed, "Deal!"
Murong Ting: "..."
I have a feeling that I've been tricked by my aunt again.
Anya said in a good mood, "Alright, now that the profit sharing has been agreed upon, you can go ahead and do your thing. I won't keep you any longer."
Murong Ting stood still.
Anya looked up and asked, "What is it? Is there something else?"
Seeing that she was in a good mood, Murong Ting thought for a moment and said, "Auntie, Wanwan has been in the capital for a while now. When do you have time? I'd like to arrange for everyone to have a meal together."
Anya's expression immediately turned cold.
She sighed and looked at him: "Tingting, what's going on between you and that Kong Wange? Didn't you say you didn't like her? Why are you getting involved with her again recently?"
“We had a misunderstanding before,” Murong Ting said seriously. “But now the misunderstanding has been cleared up, and she can only be my wife for the rest of my life.”
Anya looked at him with exasperation and said, "What about your parents' deaths? You can be so indifferent? Don't forget, even though she has the surname Kong, she is a true member of the Wen family. She has half Wen blood in her veins."
After he finished speaking, Murong Ting fell silent.
This matter is a secret.
Most people thought his parents died in a simple car accident, but even An Jing, who was always close to him, didn't know that there was actually more to the story.
After a moment, Murong took a deep breath and looked at Anya: "The Wen family is the Wen family, and Wanwan is Wanwan. They are not the same. Besides, I have been monitoring the Wen family all these years and have not found anything unusual. There are many suspicious points about my parents' death. I always feel that it is not that simple."
Anya leaned back on the sofa, frowning disapprovingly: "Your mother has evidence that the Wen family is selling counterfeit medicine. She and your father were in a car accident on their way to meet the Wen family. Afterwards, the evidence they had disappeared. If it wasn't the Wen family, who else could it be?"
"Everyone says it was just an accidental traffic accident, but do you believe it?"
Even after all these years, Anya still feels a surge of anger when she talks about it: "I only regret that no evidence was left at the scene, so we couldn't bring the culprits to justice! In short, as long as I live, I will never forgive them, and I will never sit at the same table with anyone who has Wen family blood!"
When his parents died, Murong Ting was still young, and many details have become blurred. Now, as Anya recounts the past, his eyes dimmed: "Auntie, you never met Wanwan, so I understand why you made this choice. Don't worry, I will find evidence of my parents' deaths and bring the murderer to justice."
"But regardless of whether the Wen family did it or not, Wanwan was only two or three years old at the time. Besides, her mother had long been expelled from the Wen family, and she no longer belonged to the Wen family. These things have nothing to do with her, and I will never stand against her."
He looked at Anya, his gaze unwavering: "No matter what, your nephew's wife, the young mistress of the Murong family, will always be her, and can only be her!"
“I bought a house in the suburbs. I may not be home often during this time. Call me if you need anything. I’m leaving now.”
After he finished speaking, he turned around and strode away.
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