Chapter 91: Using her son to test her identity
Lin Cheng immediately nodded: "Oh, okay, I'll go buy it right away!"
Upon seeing this, Murong Chen grabbed Murong Ting's sleeve and said, "Daddy, I want you to buy it for me yourself!"
Lin Cheng trembled with fright and spoke up to stop him, "Young Master, please have some decency and let Ting Shao go. His leg is still injured."
Murong Chen then remembered that his father had difficulty walking, and awkwardly touched his little nose, saying, "Then Uncle Lin Cheng, you go buy it. Besides the torch tube, I also want to eat fried chicken chips and sweetheart crispy cones..."
These are all the snacks that Murong Ting usually doesn't allow him to eat.
"Murong Chen!" Murong Ting suddenly exclaimed, "I think you don't want to eat, you want to learn a lesson."
As he spoke, he made a move to get up.
Murong Chen was terrified and jumped off the bed: "Daddy, gentleman, gentleman, why do you suddenly turn on your temper?"
"You asked for it." Murong Ting pulled him to his side, leaving him nowhere to escape: "You brat, do you really think your dad can't handle you just because he's crippled?"
Seeing that his father was about to get serious, Murong Chen quickly said, "Oh, Daddy, I was wrong, I was wrong."
Murong Chen tentatively climbed out of his grasp, sat down to the side, and grumbled, "This is capitalism, so unreasonable..."
"Murong Chen," Murong Ting said in a sinister tone.
Murong Chen completely backed down and coughed lightly: "Daddy, it's not that I don't want to cooperate with you. I swore before that I would not lie to Mommy anymore."
Murong Ting looked up in surprise: "What oath did you make?"
"I said if I ever lie to Mommy, I'll make Daddy lose a hundred hairs."
Murong Ting: "!!!"
This rebellious son must not be allowed to live!
Lin Cheng: Young Master, you've really mastered the art of making a good oath, and you've also mastered the art of betraying your father.
He glanced nervously at Murong Ting's rainforest-like head and comforted him, "Young Master Ting, don't be angry, it's alright. Your head is very lush. It's only a hundred hairs. We can afford to lose them."
Murong Ting suppressed his anger and squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth: "It's alright, I'm not afraid of a poisonous oath, just cooperate obediently."
"But if I lie to Mommy that I'm sick, what if she's really upset..." Murong Chen was still a little conflicted.
Murong Ting looked completely bewildered.
How come his son never feels any remorse when he lies to himself?
Lin Cheng, who was listening nearby, quickly said, "Oh, young master, you're overthinking it. We're just trying to bring out the fact that the young mistress is Chanyi. You don't need to keep pretending to be sick."
After hesitating for a moment, Murong Chen turned to Murong Ting and asked, "Daddy, if Mommy really is Chanyi, would you look at her with new respect?"
Murong Ting thought about it seriously for a moment and replied, "Yes."
"Will you still make Mommy angry all the time?"
Murong Ting: "..."
He replied coldly, "As long as she doesn't make me angry."
Murong Chen was satisfied with his father's answer and nodded, saying, "Okay, I can cooperate with you, Daddy. I don't need the snacks, but you have to agree to one other condition."
"What are the conditions?"
Murong Chen's little eyes darted around, "Hehe, come with me to the amusement park tomorrow."
"An amusement park?" Murong Ting frowned. "Daddy has a lot of work to do tomorrow."
"Oh, Daddy, can you put your work aside for now?" Murong Chen said, sounding aggrieved. "I just want you to spend some time with me. Think about it, how long has it been since you took me out?"
Lin Cheng, watching from the side, couldn't bear it either, and whispered in Murong Ting's ear, "Young Master Ting, since you started looking for Chanyi, you haven't spent much time with the young master. You're often jealous of the young mistress, feeling that the young master is closer to her than to you, but feelings take time to cultivate."
Murong Ting thought about it and realized that since Kong Wange came, his relationship with the child had indeed become more distant...
After a moment, he replied, "Okay, I'll take half a day tomorrow to spend with you, but it can only be the two of us. Don't make plans with other people behind my back."
"Yay, Daddy, don't worry!" Murong Chen said excitedly, "I'm so cute and innocent, how could I do such a scumbag thing?"
Murong Ting said coldly, "That would be best. Alright, get on with your business."
Murong Chen patted his little chest confidently: "Okay, it's just a matter of getting Mommy to admit that she is Chanyi, Daddy, just you wait and see. I'll go and find out Mommy's little tail right now, hehe."
After saying that, he pushed open the door and ran out.
Murong Ting looked at Lin Cheng, coughed lightly, and said, "What are you still standing there for? Help me up so I can observe."
Lin Cheng quickly bent down: "Young Master Ting, you can just hold my arm!"
...
In the living room.
After clearing the dining table, Kong Wange returned to her bedroom on the second floor to work from home.
Murong Ting was home today, and she was worried that the three little ones might have trouble handling something, so she felt more at ease having him home with her.
However, just as she turned on her computer, her youngest son walked in looking dejected.
He hunched over and walked to her side, whispering, "Mommy, I'm not feeling well."
Kong Wange hurriedly squatted down, touched his forehead and asked, "Where does it hurt? Tell Mommy."
"My stomach hurts." Murong Chen began his performance as he had just planned, frowning and clutching his stomach.
Kong Wange placed her hand on her son's wrist and took his pulse for a while, but couldn't find anything wrong.
She frowned and asked, "Baby, tell Mommy exactly how much it hurts."
Murong Chen had no idea what kind of pain it was, and said earnestly with her little face, "It's the kind of pain that comes from a stomachache."
Kong Wange: "..."
She helplessly reached out and touched her son's belly.
My tummy is bloated. Could it be because I ate too much this morning and it's causing indigestion and discomfort?
She thought for a moment and said, "Baby, lie down on the bed, and Mommy will give you a few acupuncture needles to try."
Murong Chen was stunned: "Wh...what? Acupuncture?"
That would be excruciatingly painful.
His mind raced, and he said in a sweet voice, "Mommy, you don't need to go to such lengths. Just rub it for me a few times. I felt really comfortable when you touched my tummy just now."
"Alright."
However, as soon as Kong Wange's hand touched his little belly, he exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Oh my, Mommy, you really are amazing! You're a master of traditional Chinese medicine, and you're already better after just one touch!"
After he finished speaking, his small eyes glanced nervously towards the door.
Kong Wange wasn't stupid; she saw through this unfounded flattery at a glance.
She paused, then glanced at her son out of the corner of her eye and immediately noticed something amiss.
The bedroom door was slightly ajar, and through the crack, two dark figures could be vaguely seen lying there.
Could it be that Murong Ting is... eavesdropping?
Kong Wange's lips twitched. Using his son to trick her, how could he even think of that?
A thought flashed through her mind, and she grabbed her son's shoulders, looking at him with a "kind and gentle" expression, and said, "Sweetie, are you trying to say that Mommy is comparable to a cicada's skin?"
Seeing the nuclear-bomb-like glint in Kong Wange's eyes, Murong Chen dared not continue the act any longer, and shrank his little head: "Waaah, Mommy is right, Mommy, please forgive me."
My heart is so tired o(╥﹏╥)o
In the bedroom, Murong Ting and Lin Cheng fell silent upon hearing this.
"Young Master Ting, I have to say, we made a very wrong decision. The young master has been struggling for so many years, but apart from his unwavering confidence, his acting skills haven't improved at all!" Lin Cheng sighed.
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