Chapter 74 You brat, why did you promise Daddy?
Murong Ting frowned, glanced down, and was surprised to find that several of the clothes were already in his son's wardrobe.
He couldn't help but sneer, "You're wasting your time. Xiao Chen already has all these clothes in his closet. He won't want the same styles again."
"Really? It's a pity the tags are all gone, so we can't return them." As she spoke, Kong Wange deftly tore off the tags from the clothes in her hand.
Murong Ting: "..."
What a spendthrift woman!
He looked down at me with a cold expression: "When is the rent due? One month's rent as deposit, six months' rent in advance."
Kong Wange's eyes widened: "Isn't the usual rent now a deposit of one month's rent plus three months' rent in advance?"
Murong Ting snorted coldly: "You know it's just an ordinary house. Is my house ordinary?"
Kong Wange: "..."
This man always has a hundred ways to make her want to smash him to pieces!
Not wanting to argue with him in front of the child, she turned her face away and said, "Okay, I'll send it to you later."
Murong Ting then hummed in satisfaction.
Seeing his son eating at the table at a leisurely pace, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
Why is this brat eating so elegantly today?
Why didn't he invite him to eat together?
Although he had already eaten at the company, his son's attitude was very important!
He went around to the kitchen to get water, and coughed twice as he passed the dining table.
Then, the little one at the table slowly wiped his mouth, looked up at him seriously, and said, "Daddy, if your throat is sore, you can take some throat lozenges."
Murong Ting: "..."
He didn't say anything more, turned around and went into the kitchen with a tense expression.
Kong Chi, sitting at the dinner table, stared at his father's retreating figure, puzzled. Had he said something wrong?
Why does Daddy seem a little unhappy?
After pouring the water, Murong Ting came out and glanced at his son who was drinking soup.
Seeing him squinting and enjoying it, he couldn't help but ask, "Is it really that good?"
Kong Chi nodded seriously: "Of course Mommy's soup is delicious."
He thought for a moment and added, "Daddy, why don't you have some too? Otherwise, if you get hungry later, you'll have to go into the kitchen..."
I cooked for myself.
Before Kong Chi could finish speaking, Murong Ting draped his coat over the stool and covered his mouth with both hands.
Thinking of his son's "heroic act" of betraying him in front of Kong Ran last night, Murong Ting gritted his teeth and whispered to him, "You brat, what did you promise your dad that you wouldn't mention the time we secretly drank soup together in the kitchen last night again, understand?"
Kong Chi: "?"
What the heck? Daddy and Xiao Chen secretly went to the kitchen last night to drink the soup Mommy made?
But I heard yesterday that he was adamant about not touching it at all.
Tsk...
His expression changed as he looked at Murong Ting.
Murong Ting noticed the disdain in his son's eyes and felt a little embarrassed.
He cleared his throat: "Alright, I'm going to work now. Remember to eat well today, and don't go looking for food again in the middle of the night."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Kong Chi shook his head as he watched his father's retreating figure. He never expected his father to be like this.
After sitting down in the study, Murong Ting took a long time to suppress the embarrassment in his heart.
He took a deep breath, turned on his computer, and began working.
In the restaurant, after unpacking the express delivery, Kong Wange began to wholeheartedly help the children peel shrimp.
"Mommy, I'm full, you can have this." Kong Chi said, picking the shrimp from his bowl and putting them into Kong Wange's bowl.
Kong Wange patted his head and whispered, "Go upstairs after you've eaten, and let your younger brother come down."
"Okay, I'll go call Xiao Chen right now!" Kong Chi also lowered his voice and quickly ran upstairs.
As soon as Kong Chi left, Kong Ran quickly wiped her mouth and made an excuse: "Mommy, I'm full too. I'm going to play with little Chi for a while."
She just got a new skin from her cheapskate dad yesterday, and she's eager to show it off and climb the ranks.
Kong Wange didn't think much of it and nodded gently, saying, "Go ahead, but don't stay out too late. Go back to your room and sleep early."
Kong Ran hugged her and gave her a kiss: "Okay, Mommy."
When Murong Chen came out, Kong Wange was also going upstairs to go back to her room.
Kong Wange patted her son's head: "Mommy is going to take a shower. The peeled shrimp are all on the plate. Go and eat."
Murong Chen chuckled and said, "Okay, thank you, Mommy."
"You're welcome, baby." Kong Wange kissed his forehead and then went into the bedroom.
Meanwhile, in the study, Murong Ting's mouth felt a little dry after reading the contract.
Then he prepared to go to the restaurant to get water.
However, he stopped abruptly as soon as he reached the dining table.
Why hasn't my son finished his meal after all this time?
Even though Kong Wange and Kong Ran were gone, he was still stuffing shrimp into his mouth one after another.
Eating so much will definitely cause indigestion tonight.
Is this how Kong Wange takes care of children?
Thinking this, he quickly took two steps forward and knocked the shrimp that Murong Chen was about to put into his mouth away, saying, "Alright, stop eating."
Murong Chen: "?"
He paused for a moment, then looked enlightened, carefully picked up the last shrimp that had fallen on the table and held it to Murong Ting's mouth: "Daddy, I understand. Here, I won't eat it, you can have it. Don't worry, it'll still be clean if I pick it up within three seconds."
Murong Ting's face darkened with anger. He stepped forward and pushed the other plates aside, saying, "You've been eating for so long, you're going to have a stomachache this late at night. That's enough, go back and rest. Don't eat anymore!"
Murong Chen popped a shrimp into his mouth and instinctively pulled the plates over, saying, "Daddy, let go of me, I just ate."
"You've been eating for ages and you still say you just started? You were eating when I got back." Murong Ting was furious and pushed his eager little hand away.
“I just ate, that’s all. I’m not full, that’s all. How can you, as a mere mortal, know whether I’m full or not?” Murong Chen said, pulling the plate back with his hand.
That brat's even spouting off phrases now!
Murong Ting gritted his teeth and stopped trying to stop him: "Murong Chen, I think you're not just hungry, you're asking for a beating."
Upon hearing that he was going to be beaten, Murong Chen immediately perked up.
What we're saying is, is it possible that Daddy mistook his son for someone else?
I thought he was always the one eating downstairs.
Murong Chen didn't care about anything else and quickly apologized, "Daddy, I was wrong. I won't eat it anymore, okay?"
Murong Ting paused, clearly not expecting the brat to apologize so readily.
His anger subsided a bit, and he said awkwardly with a cold face, "It's for your own good that I'm not letting you eat. Clear the plates and go back to your room early."
Murong Chen understood and stopped worrying about it, readily agreeing, "Okay, okay, I'll take it right away."
He started dawdling as he cleared the plates.
Murong Ting had already seen through his son's thoughts. He stood aside and watched him collect the plates, without leaving.
Only after Murong Chen obediently put the plate back in the refrigerator and went upstairs did he return to his study with a sullen face.
Five minutes later.
Your little cutie suddenly appeared.
A small head peeked out from the second floor.
Murong Chen secretly slipped back to the kitchen, quickly took the plates out of the refrigerator, and continued eating.
Just as they were enjoying their meal, their gaze inadvertently swept across the room and they happened to see Murong Ting's coat hanging on the chair.
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