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Chapter 269

The three little ones were talking at the dining table, while in the study room on the other side.

When Murong Ting heard Lin Cheng mention embroidery, he felt even more sad and waved his hand powerlessly: "Anyway, there are only these flowers and plants in the embroidery, and it's normal for embroidery to look like it. But you help Kong Wange talk to me all day long. You have the energy to do the company's affairs well, which is better than anything else."

He rubbed his eyebrows throughout the whole process and did not look up.

Seeing that he was in a bad mood, Lin Cheng smiled embarrassedly and kicked the Ping An Talis into his pocket.

He also knew that the wolf was coming too much. Young Master Ting no longer trusted him and said a little embarrassedly: "That's because I'm ignorant. Young Master Ting, don't be too sad, go eat quickly."

Murong Ting said lightly, got up and walked out of the house, and said as he walked: "Put down these documents and read them after dinner. You can help me arrange your itinerary to go to Jinzhen to see Yanyan in three days."

Lin Cheng nodded: "Okay, I'll go now."

......

At the entrance of the restaurant, Murong Ting ran into Kong Wange and the old man when he came in.

The three of them walked into the restaurant, and the three little ones looked at each other, and their three pairs of eyes rolled around Murong Ting and Kong Wange.

Kong Wange was inexplicably seen by the three children, raised her eyebrows and said, "Did you three do something bad again?"

Murong Chen waved his hand quickly: "Mommy, what you said, we three are so smart and well-behaved, how can we do bad things? We are all doing great things, right? "

Murong Ting: "?"

Why did this change his mind all at once?

Still, he looks like he understands it very much?

He frowned slightly: "Hmm?"

Murong Chen: "..."

Why doesn’t Dad play by the rules?

Well, it must be because I just learned about my mom’s identity and I couldn’t calm down. I’m sorry.

Forget it, let his kind-hearted little angel help the stupid daddy!

He turned his head and looked at Kong Wange sweetly: "Mommy, come and sit there!"

He pointed at a position, just next to Murong Ting.

Kong Wange was still angry because of what happened last night, and she didn't want to pay attention to Murong Ting at all, and didn't want to be next to him at all.

As a result, before she could speak, the old man continued, "Yes, Xiao Ge'er, go sit next to that kid. He always eats a few bites before leaving. If it's not delicious, you can watch him for grandpa."

The old man spoke, and Kong Wange could only smile and sit down.

The servant brought the breakfast one by one.

Kong Wange can only move his left hand, so it is inconvenient to use chopsticks, so he has to take a spoon to get the food, but unfortunately he can't reach it.

When the old man saw this, he immediately deliberately "cough cough" at his grandson twice.

Unexpectedly, Murong Ting was like a piece of wood, without any reaction, and even peeled the eggs and ate them.

Old man: "..."

Seeing this, the three little boys couldn't help but worry.

Murong Chen coughed lightly, threw a small tomato at Daddy's leg under the table.

With a bang, the little tomato hit his leather shoes.

Murong Ting raised his head.

He frowned and looked at his son: "Don't fight while eating."

Murong Chen: "?"

Daddy thinks he is playing with him?

The old man was so angry when he saw this. Why was his eldest grandson so unintentional?

He coughed lightly and said, "A Ting, Xiao Ge'er makes the spoon inconvenient, don't you know how to help?"

Murong Ting paused slightly before turning to look at Kong Wange.


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