Chapter 529 Fishing Birthday Party
Wen Luoyun sat astride his lap and reached for his belt.
Murong Ting was so frightened that cold sweat broke out on his back.
He pretended to be drunk and uncomfortable, and tried to push the woman's hand away.
Wen Luoyun grabbed his restless hand and soothed him, "Brother Ting, don't move around, you'll feel better soon..."
Seeing that the belt was about to be unbuckled, Murong Ting panicked and no longer cared about whether he could complete the mission. He kicked out and kicked Wen Luoyun directly!
By the time Wen Luoyun realized what was happening, she had already been kicked off the bed and was sitting on the carpet.
She couldn't help but clutch her stomach and cry out "Ouch!" repeatedly.
"So, you were faking being drunk after all!" She glared at the man on the bed!
However, the next second, Murong Ting had a sudden inspiration and mumbled a sentence that dispelled Wen Luoyun's concerns: "Kong Wange, you filthy woman, don't touch me, get the hell out of here!"
Kong Wange?
He thought she was Kong Wange?
To make sure she hadn't misheard, Wen Luoyun quickly leaned closer, only to hear Murong Ting mutter, "You think you're worthy to touch me? I'm divorcing you tomorrow, and you can get out with your child!"
After confirming that she hadn't misheard, her pent-up grievances and resentment vanished instantly, and she even felt a little sorry for Murong Ting.
That woman hurt him so deeply that even when Brother Ting is asleep, he is still so wary.
"Alright, I won't force you today. We can do it another day."
After saying that, she touched the man's face with her hand, turned around, and limped away.
Upon hearing the door close, Murong Ting, as if resurrected from the dead, leisurely opened his eyes and abruptly sat up in bed.
He breathed a long sigh of relief after confirming that Wen Luoyun had indeed left.
He then quickly locked the door, ran to the bathroom, took off his clothes, and washed himself thoroughly until his skin was red from rubbing.
He didn't want the clothes anymore, so he threw them all into the trash can and came out wearing only a bathrobe.
After he came out, he sent a message to Kong Wange: "Wanwan, I'm not clean anymore!"
Kong Wange: "Did you do it?"
Upon hearing this reply, Murong Ting immediately became anxious and sent a voice message: "Wanwan, what kind of attitude is this? Who am I sacrificing all this for?"
"So, did you do it or not?" Kong Wange only cared about this.
Murong Ting said, looking aggrieved, "That woman thought I was handsome, so she dragged me to the bed and even touched my arm to undo my belt!"
Kong Wange breathed a sigh of relief and comforted him, "A grown man, it's okay to be touched a few times. Don't worry, I don't think you're dirty, and I won't make a fuss about divorce. What about the Intestinal Cleansing Pill? Did she agree to it?"
Murong Ting: "...No."
“Wen Luoyun is naturally suspicious and indeed difficult to deal with, so it’s not your fault.” Kong Wange wasn’t too discouraged. Instead, she turned to comfort Murong Ting: “Forget it, if it doesn’t work this time, we’ll try again next time.”
Murong Ting's eyes widened: "There's going to be a next time?!"
Kong Wange smiled slyly: "I just got word that Wen Luoyun's birthday is in a few days. Ah Ting, you know what a great opportunity this is, please, please~"
She launched her charm offensive again.
Murong Ting knew perfectly well that this was her sugar-coated bullet, a gentle trap.
But he couldn't resist jumping in anyway.
He compromised, saying, "Okay, buy me an outfit first, and we'll discuss the rest when we get home."
...
In case Wen Luoyun is still monitoring Shaoyao Residence.
That night, Murong Ting and Kong Wange spent the night at a hotel. As if to make amends, he kept her up and making a ruckus until the early hours of the morning.
The next morning, as soon as the two opened their eyes, Wen Luoyun sent a message to Murong Ting.
[Brother Ting, it's me, Luo Yun. Are you awake?]
Are you still feeling unwell?
I saw you were too drunk yesterday, so I went home first. Are you still at the bar? Should I bring you some hangover soup?
Kong Wange glanced at it casually: "Oh, you even left your phone number?"
Murong Ting sighed: "Who knows where she found out?"
Kong Wange nudged him and said, "Why don't we ask about her birthday?"
Murong Ting reluctantly replied to the message: [Just woke up, you don't need to come over, I'm not at the bar anymore.]
At the Wen family's old residence, Wen Luoyun quickly picked up her phone as soon as it rang.
Seeing Murong Ting's reply, she felt much more at ease, knowing that everything that happened yesterday felt like a dream.
She usually sends messages to Murong Ting, but he never replies!
Before she could reply, Murong Ting sent another message: [I remember your birthday is in three days. How do you want to celebrate?]
Wen Luoyun stared at those words, wondering if she was seeing things, and her emotions remained unsettled for a long time.
Murong Ting actually remembered her birthday!
They even asked her how she planned to live!
Does he mean to celebrate her birthday?
Suppressing her excitement, she replied instantly: 【Just like every year, invite a few girlfriends, and we'll celebrate at Jia Yue Mansion.】
[Jiayue Mansion?]
Yes, is there a problem?
Jia Yue Fu is the second-ranked restaurant in Kyoto, and only the wealthy and powerful can hold banquets here.
Wen Luoyun holds her birthday party here almost every year. Every time, her girlfriends who invite her are amazed by it. In order to get an invitation to her birthday party, they start to cultivate a good relationship with her openly or secretly two or three months in advance.
Although she didn't say it out loud, she was secretly quite proud of herself for being able to host such a high-class banquet.
But judging from Murong Ting's tone, he seemed a little angry. Did he think that Murong Ting was being extravagant?
Just as Wen Luoyun was lost in thought, Murong Ting's message came again.
Why not go to Bihanlou?
Bihanlou...
The number one luxury hotel in Kyoto—no, it can't even be called luxury anymore; it's something that ordinary people simply can't afford!
It's not enough to just have money here, because they have a limit on the number of banquets they can host each year.
Once the limit is reached, no matter how much money you offer, we will not accept you.
Of course, their black card members are an exception.
Murong Ting is one of the hotel's top 100 Black Card members worldwide.
Wen Luoyun's birthday is at the end of each year, and by then the hotel's banquet slots are usually used up, so she has never stepped into Bihanlou!
【Let's hold the birthday party at Bihanlou. I can use my black card to book the Boya Hall.】 Murong Ting sent another message.
When Wen Luoyun saw the message, she thought she was seeing things.
The Boya Hall, the banquet hall on the top floor of the Bihan Building, is not only famous for its stunning decor, but also a symbol of wealth and status.
A single banquet can easily cost tens of millions.
Wen Luoyun replied uncertainly: [Brother Ting, do you mean you're going to throw me a birthday party?]
Murong Ting quickly replied: 【Is it not allowed? If you feel uncomfortable, I can choose not to go. You and your girlfriends have fun. Luo Yun, I think only Bihanlou is worthy of your elegance.】
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