Chapter 92 The Youngest Son's Divine Acting Skills
Murong Ting said with exasperation, "This little fool is good at lying to me, but he always messes up when it matters."
Lin Cheng cautiously reminded him, "Young Master Ting, have you ever considered this possibility? It's not that the young master is letting you down, but rather that the young mistress is too clever..."
"What, are you saying I'm stupid?" Murong Ting turned his head, his eyes also flashing with the eerie light of a nuclear bomb.
Those who take money from others should always be smiling.
Lin Cheng immediately admitted defeat: "No, I'm stupid, I'm stupid."
Inside the house, Kong Wange saw through her son's act and became less nervous. She said softly, "Baby, wait a moment, Mommy will make you a cup of honey water."
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and rushed towards the door in two quick steps.
Lin Cheng panicked: "Young Master Ting, Young Master Ting, the young mistress is rushing over!"
"Didn't I see it? Help me back!"
"Hey, let's go, let's go, hurry up!"
So, one person with mental impairment helped another with mobility issues, and they stumbled and tried to rush downstairs.
Before she could even take two steps, Kong Wange had already opened the door and come out.
Seeing Murong Ting and Lin Cheng at the door, she feigned surprise and said, "Oh dear, what are you doing at my room's door?"
Murong Ting and Lin Cheng, frozen at the doorway: "..."
After a moment, Lin Cheng awkwardly turned around and laughed, "Hehe, it's that... Young Master Ting heard that the young master wasn't feeling well and wanted to come and see him."
As he spoke, he nudged Murong Ting's arm: "Right, Young Master Ting?"
Murong Ting tried his best to maintain his usual composure: "Yes, that's right."
"Oh, is that so? Then why didn't you go in and take a look before leaving?" Kong Wange crossed her arms, looking quite relaxed.
Murong Ting coughed and said, "Walking backwards doesn't hurt my legs. We were just about to retreat in."
"Ah, right, right, right." Lin Cheng chimed in, helping Murong Ting along, and the two of them hopped backwards into the room, one step at a time.
Kong Wange watched their retreating figures, clicked her tongue lightly, and thought, "These two are putting on quite a show." She then turned and went downstairs.
As Murong Ting entered the house, Lin Cheng closed the door slightly behind him and stood guard at the entrance.
When Murong Chen saw his father come in, he became energetic again: "Daddy, I've done everything you asked me to do. Don't forget to take me to the amusement park tomorrow."
"Hmph, you haven't even accomplished your mission, and you're already thinking about going out to play?"
Murong Chen immediately bristled: "You want to go back on your word? I said I'd cooperate with you, but I didn't say I'd take full responsibility. Mommy is too smart, what can I do? Even someone as wise and powerful as Daddy can't do anything to Mommy, do you really think you can rely on me?"
Murong Ting: "..."
This brat has even learned to flatter him.
Lin Cheng, standing nearby, chimed in, "Well... Young Master Ting, what the young master said makes some sense. Besides, children's hearts are fragile and they can't be easily deceived."
"Hmph, if you don't come with me, I'll ask Mommy to come with me. Don't come crying to my room then, complaining that I'm neglecting you!"
Murong Ting: "...Something about that sounds off."
However, he certainly wouldn't give Kong Wange the chance to abduct his son.
After a long pause, he said irritably, "...Alright, don't bother your mother anymore. Daddy will go with you tomorrow afternoon."
Murong Chen's plan succeeded, and he sprang up from the bed: "Okay, okay, let's go home quickly. This is Mommy's room, let's not disturb her rest. Let's all go back to our own rooms."
She watched as her son ran out without looking back.
Murong Ting thought to himself, "A heartless and unfilial son!"
Lin Cheng nervously reminded him, "Young Master Ting, I almost forgot, your leg is still injured. Will you be able to make it tomorrow?"
Murong Ting glanced at him: "Now that you think about it, I was injured, but weren't you just making a good fuss about me?"
Lin Cheng awkwardly scratched the back of his head and said loyally, "Hey, who am I doing this for? Isn't it to mend the rift between you and the young master? Once this rift widens into the East African Rift Valley, it will be too late to mend it."
"How about I accompany you and the young master to the amusement park tomorrow afternoon?" Lin Cheng was still a little worried.
"No need. You go and prepare for the new product launch the day after tomorrow. I'm worried that besides Han Fei from the R&D department, there are also spies of Murong Zheng in the company. If he finds out that we've found a substitute for the scar removal gel, he'll definitely try to sabotage it. You must keep a close eye on the preparations before this launch to ensure that nothing goes wrong."
Lin Cheng thought about it and realized that this matter was indeed important, so he said, "Alright then, I'll go back and prepare."
Halfway there, he suddenly remembered Kong Mengjiao and turned back to ask, "By the way, Young Master Ting, Miss Kong has been urging me to give you an answer. Should I just refuse her?"
"You can handle it as you see fit," Murong Ting said calmly. Now that he had Chanyi's herbal anti-aging cream, he no longer needed to cooperate with Kong Mengjiao or be coerced by her.
...
The next afternoon.
Murong Ting took his son to the amusement park.
Autumn has arrived, the weather is getting a bit chilly, and the yellow leaves are fluttering down to the ground.
Murong Chen wore a gray sweatshirt, off-white overalls, and a yellow baseball cap; he looked incredibly cute.
He excitedly grabbed Murong Ting's hand: "Daddy, I haven't been to the amusement park in so long! Come on, let's go buy some ice cream."
There are shops in the amusement park that sell desserts and snacks that children like, and Murong Chen always eats them whenever he comes.
Murong Ting had only wanted to help his son relax, so he didn't think much of it and took him there.
On the way, taking advantage of Murong Ting's inattention, Murong Chen quickly sent a message using his children's smartwatch: "Brother Chi, we're almost there, be careful to stay hidden!"
The reply came quickly: "Received!"
"Who are you chatting with? Watch where you're going!" Murong Ting glanced at his son and frowned.
"Nobody, nobody." Murong Chen quickly hid his watch behind his back.
Murong Ting had a feeling that his son's reaction was not right, but seeing that they had arrived at the dessert shop, he did not investigate further.
"Sir, what would you like to order?" the waiter asked, his face full of infatuation.
"An ice cream."
The waitress smiled sweetly: "Sir, we're having a promotion today! We're offering an ice cream cone combo, and couples get the second one half price. Would you like to find a lady to share the order with?"
"Thank you, but no need..."
Before Murong Ting could finish speaking, his son shook his hand and cried, "Want it, want it!"
Murong Ting said with a stern face, "Xiao Chen, stop fooling around."
“I’m not making a fuss. There’s a pretty girl over there, we can ask her to share the bill.” Murong Chen pointed.
Murong Ting looked in the direction his son pointed and immediately saw the woman leading Kong Ran closer in the distance.
His pupils contracted instantly.
Kong Wange?
What is she doing here?
"Oh, so this young lady is a mom! No wonder she looks so young," Murong Chen exclaimed in surprise from the side.
Murong Ting, feeling his son's clumsy acting, spoke through gritted teeth: "Murong Chen, is this your doing? Have you forgotten what you promised me?"
Murong Chen looked completely innocent: "Daddy, you've really misunderstood me. I really didn't know Mommy would bring Ran-jie to this amusement park."
"There are so many amusement parks, why did you have to come here? Is it just a coincidence?" Murong Ting's brows were still furrowed. Before Kong Wange could get close, he pulled Murong Chen along: "Let's go home."
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