Chapter 661 Wen Luoyun's Countermeasures
Kong Wange smiled and lightly tapped Xiao Ju's forehead: "Nonsense."
Murong Ting pulled her close: "What, don't you want to?"
In front of everyone, Kong Wange felt a little shy. She pulled her hand away from his and said, "Stop touching me. What brings you here today?"
Murong Ting was about to speak when he glanced at the people coming and going around him and stopped talking.
Kong Wange immediately understood: "Let's talk in the backyard."
Murong Ting nodded and followed her into an empty reception room in the backyard.
After the two went inside, Xiao Ju Zi continued to tidy up the medicine table. Wen Luo Yun's bright eyes flickered, and he patted Xiao Ju Zi's shoulder with a worried expression.
"What's wrong, Sister Ruoyun?" Little Orange asked, confused.
Wen Luoyun glanced at the consultation room and whispered, "Ju Zi, is it alright to let Ting Shao and Wange be alone together? I heard that Wange had a big unpleasant incident when she went to the An family for New Year's Eve dinner a while ago. Did Ting Shao come here this time to persuade Wange to back down and not to quarrel again?"
Little Orange took a step back, somewhat surprised, and asked, "Sister Ruoyun, how did you know about Sister Wan Ge's argument with the An family? Did she tell you?"
Wen Luoyun paused for a moment, then interrupted, "Hey, good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast. Some young masters and ladies in the capital love to gossip about these things. I just overheard it by chance. What, could it be that the rumors are false?"
"It's not entirely false. I don't know the specific details either, but it seems that the elders in the An family don't like Sister Kong very much. Sigh, the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is difficult." Little Orange looked distressed.
Finally, she added, "Fortunately, no matter what the An family's attitude is, Young Master Ting has always stood by Sister Kong's side. Their relationship is quite stable. Sister Ruoyun, don't listen to what outsiders are saying. They are very much in love and it's impossible for them to quarrel."
"Oh, that's good. It seems I was overthinking it."
"Sister Ruoyun, you can rest assured, everything will be fine. I'm so happy for Sister Kong that she has a friend like you who cares about her so much."
Wen Luoyun smiled but didn't say anything, then turned and left.
But she lost all interest in working, and Little Orange's words kept echoing in her mind.
How could it be that Kong Wange and Murong Ting are still as loving as ever?
Could Murong Ting really accept the daughter of his father's killer?
After all, she personally sent those things to Anya.
Her gaze deepened slightly, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.
It seems she underestimated Kong Wange's importance in Murong Ting's heart; her plan has failed again.
It's not enough for Anya to simply look down on Kong Wange, after all, Murong Ting also wields immense power.
What she wanted was for Murong Ting to break ties with Kong Wange, and for the entire An family and the Wen family to become enemies!
It's infuriating that such a brilliant plan couldn't kill Kong Wange. It's a complete waste that she forged the handwriting and tampered with the jade hairpin.
Although the jade hairpins were a pair of matching couple hairpins, they did not belong to a couple, but to two sisters.
Her mother's branch, and Wen Zhiyi's branch.
When Wen Zhiyi was young, she was the darling of the Wen family, and countless people fawned over her, including her mother.
Although they belonged to different lineages of acupuncture and medicine, they had been friends since childhood. Once, while shopping, to prove their friendship, they made a pair of jade hairpins for each other, engraved their names on them, and gave them to each other.
The only difference is that one treats the other with genuine affection, while the other is merely feigning flattery.
Few people knew about this; she had only heard about it from her mother by chance.
After visiting Wan's mother in prison that time, she secretly had a skilled craftsman erase the character "柔" (rou, meaning gentle/soft) from Wen Zirou's jade hairpin and replace it with the character "汤" (tang, meaning soup/soup).
Fearing that letters and the jade hairpin hammer alone wouldn't be enough to kill Kong Wange, she also mailed him an old cell phone that she had taken from Qian Liu when she killed him.
This phone was originally intended by Qianliu to threaten Tang Zhi in order to get the antidote in order to protect herself, but unexpectedly, she put it to good use.
She thought her plan was meticulous and foolproof, but in the end it was all for naught, a complete waste of time and effort.
She was extremely frustrated. Judging from Kong Wange and Murong Ting's reactions just now, they must have some confidential matters to discuss. Could it be that they had found some clues? Would that lead to her?
Wen Luoyun gasped. No, she couldn't just sit there and wait to die; she had to go and listen to what the two of them were talking about.
A thought struck her, and she made a cup of tea. Taking advantage of the fact that the people at the front desk weren't paying attention, she slipped through the small door and headed towards the backyard.
The backyard, the reception room.
As soon as Kong Wange and Murong Ting sat down on two adjacent chairs, she asked anxiously, "Have you found any leads on the messenger?"
Murong Ting sighed: "Don't worry, we've found some clues, but the results aren't ideal. Be prepared."
Kong Wange nodded: "You can speak with confidence."
Murong Ting said in a deep voice, "I asked Lin Cheng to check the address where the letter was sent. It was confirmed that the address does exist. It's in Luoyang Town, south of Kyoto. It's a very remote location. When Lin Cheng went there, there was only a dilapidated bungalow. No one was inside. I asked the neighbors on both sides, and they all said that a bachelor, around fifty years old, had lived there before. He passed away not long ago, and the house has been empty ever since."
Kong Wange's breathing faltered slightly: "Do you...have photos?"
Murong Ting shook his head: "Lin Cheng and his men have checked the entire room. It's excessively shabby. There's only a bed, a table, and a low cabinet. You can see everything at a glance. They didn't find anything of value inside, not even photos. There were just a few water bills on the table."
Kong Wange pursed her lips and lowered her head. Was there really no way to verify it?
Undeterred, she pressed on, "What about the jade hairpin? Have you checked it?"
Murong Ting let out a long sigh and said, "I had Lin Cheng take people to inquire in jewelry stores all over Kyoto. This kind of jade hairpin is an old-fashioned type of ring-locked hairpin. The craftsmanship and materials used in this type of hairpin have basically been lost, so we can rule out the possibility that it was made on the spot."
Kong Wange frowned: "Could it be that we are wrong, and this jade hairpin really belongs to my father, and he is Boss Tang?"
“Absolutely impossible.” Murong Ting explained, “Although the jade hairpin wasn’t made on the spot, I had the shop’s experts examine it. The inscription on the jade hairpin that my aunt received showed signs of being modified, which means that the original inscription on the jade hairpin was not Tang.”
Kong Wange breathed a sigh of relief, pondered for a moment, and said, "Then next, we can start with the carving master. The carving master must have met the person who asked him to modify the jade hairpin."
“That’s right, but Kyoto is a vast city, and it’s not easy to find a master craftsman like that. I’ve been searching for so long, but I haven’t been able to find any information. Wanwan, do you know anyone who knows about jewelry? See if they can help us?” Murong Ting asked.
Wen Luoyun, who overheard this outside the door, was startled and almost dropped the teapot in her hand.
She hadn't expected that Kong Wange and Murong Ting had already found their way here. Although the two of them couldn't find the master craftsman who modified the jade hairpin yet, with the An family's influence in the capital, it was only a matter of time before they uncovered the clues.
After much deliberation, she quietly left the backyard.
Then, he found a secluded spot and made a phone call.
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