Chapter 62:

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date="2020-12-06"

title="Chapter 62: "

weight="108567"

series = ["My Son is a Transmigrated Prince"]

mode = "manual"

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While Rong Ting was practicing calligraphy, someone knocked on the door suddenly. Song Yuan was still packing the clothes in his suitcase. Rong Ting put down his writing brush and walked to the door quickly. Song Yuan installed an outside on the door for safety. In the aisle monitoring, Rong Ting stood on a small stool, raised his hand and pressed the monitoring switch. A few seconds later, Rong Heng appeared on the display.

Rong Ting clenched his small fist, didn't say a word, didn't press the button to open the door, jumped off the stool, and walked to the bathroom. As he passed his room, he paused, gritted his teeth, and said, " Mother, someone is knocking on the door, I'm going to the bathroom!"

Song Yuan saw him rushing into the bathroom like a small cannon, and he closed the door heavily, and was immediately confused by his behavior. She didn't rush to open the door, but walked to the bathroom door. I tentatively knocked on the frosted glass door and asked, "What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?"

"No! Empress, don't talk when you go to the toilet."

"Oh."

Did this kid eat explosives today? see who is wrong.

Song Yuan ignored him, went through the living room to the hallway and saw through the cat's eyes that the person standing outside was Rong Heng. She opened the door and asked him with a look of confusion, "Why are you here? I didn't call beforehand. ."

In the past, Rong Heng would call her every time he came over, which was regarded as a notice or as a solicitation of her opinion. It was the first time to come here without a word.

Rong Heng smiled apologetically, "Forget it, just passing by here, give Rong Ting a cake."

Song Yuan turned sideways and let him in.

"I bought two cakes. I heard others say it tastes good." Rong Heng walked in, looked around, didn't see Rong Ting in the living room, and asked her, "Where is Rong Ting?"

"He's in the bathroom." Song Yuan went to the dining room and poured him a cup of hot tea. "It's a coincidence. Originally Gugu was going to spend the night with my dad, but he was temporarily uncomfortable and had to go home. It’s just been home for less than half an hour.

"Uncomfortable? Is he sick?"

"I took his temperature and didn’t have a fever. It’s just that he was not very emotional. I blamed me. He asked my dad to take him to the hot springs in the resort. He probably didn’t adapt to the hot springs for the first time. Maybe he felt dizzy. How about it, if tomorrow is still unwell, I will take him to the community hospital."

Rong Heng took the cup she handed over and listened indifferently. At this moment, he looked down and asked her casually, "Resort? Where is the resort?"

He paused, then added: "I can ask the assistant to ask if the hot spring water in the resort is not clean."

"It shouldn't be unclean," Song Yuan recalled. "My dad said that the resort is very good, it seems to be in the suburbs. I didn't ask where it was. If you want to wait for Rong Ting to come out. ask him?"

"No, he is also uncomfortable. Ask him he might not know."

"Well, this kid is still in the bathroom. I'll ask him what's wrong. When I came back, his nose was not his nose, and his eyes were not eyes. I don't know who offended him." Song Yuan was also wondering, could it be that? Who laughed at him when he was in the hot springs?

Rong Heng stopped her in time, and said warmly: "He will come out naturally when he wants to, and I have to go. The driver is still waiting downstairs. I'm sorry today. I will call you in advance next time I come. That's right. , That cake tastes good, you can try it too."

"Okay, thank you."

Seeing that Rong Heng didn't plan to stay here long, Song Yuan was also relieved.

After all, it was not too early. Every night before, her father was there when he came over. Now she and Rong Ting are the only ones at home. It would be embarrassing to wait for Rong Ting to ask him to stay here overnight.

Rong Heng walked at the door and told her again, "If Rong Ting feels uncomfortable, take him to the hospital in time. Also, call me."

"Well, I know."

After Rong Heng left, Song Yuan returned to the living room and saw Rong Ting coming out of the bathroom, his face drooping, just like the eggplant that Shuang had beaten.

Song Yuan opened the box with the cake and saw the two pieces of butter cake inside, with a happy expression on his face, and he greeted Rong Ting to come over, "Your father gave you a cake. I have eaten this cake before. Very good. My father used to buy me this butter cake when I was young. The red jam and cream taste really good."

Rong Ting didn't even glance at the cake on the coffee table. Recalling what he had seen today, he said coldly, "I don't eat it alone."

He will call himself "lonely" unless he is angry and awkward.

Song Yuan realized that she was not the kind of parent who was used to children, and she didn't offend him today. She looked ugly when she came back!

"If you don't eat it, don't eat it, why are you angry?" Song Yuan ignored him, eating the cake with a fork, still unhappy.

Rong Ting didn’t know what was going on. He clearly wrote a few quiet and thoughts. This mood could not be calmed down, but he also knew that he should not show his negative emotions behind his mother. He must be a man. When the father came just now, wouldn't it be enough to directly question the father? As a son of man, he can't blame his father's fault, but he wants his mother to bear his temper. What is he?

"Mother, I'm sorry. I shouldn't lose my temper at you." Rong Ting hesitated for a long time before he took the initiative to apologize.

"What happened to you today? If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me. You are also worried about me as you are now." Song Yuan simply put down his fork, pulled him to sit on the sofa, and asked him seriously, "Yes. It’s not that when you were at the resort, who made you unhappy? You don’t say anything, I can only guess at random, you can tell me what’s unhappy. We’re done, we can tell each other any secrets ,is not it?"

Rong Ting raised his head and looked at Song Yuan with a flat mouth, with a very aggrieved look, "I want to tell you one thing, I can't hide it from you."

"what's up?"

"I saw my father at the resort today. My father was having a meal with a young woman. They talked very happily." After Rong Ting said this, his chest rose and fell, obviously still very depressed and angry.

Song Yuan was stunned. After the reaction came over, he was also amused by him, but seeing the child's angry expression, she quickly reduced the smile on her face and said seriously: "That is his freedom. He is Xie Heng now, legally single, and has the right to develop relationships with others. Besides, he has forgotten everything now, maybe in his heart, he is Xie Heng. gǔ gǔ, I think you should accept this fact Or he and I will be embarrassed."

Rong Ting said nothing.

Song Yuan said again: "Actually, I was very worried at the beginning. I thought you would match up with him, but now you shouldn't do it, right?"

Fortunately, since knowing the relationship between the father and son, Rong Ting has not done anything embarrassing to her, nor has she made any embarrassing request, otherwise she doesn't know what to do.

Rong Ting was silent for a moment, and took a deep breath, but there was a maturity in his tone that did not match his age, "As for parents, as a son of man, how can he make a decision in a hurry before he doesn't know the ins and outs. I still have a lot of things to understand. After I figure out what I’m confused about, I’ll decide what I should do. That’s right."

"Is there anything you don't understand?" Song Yuan was puzzled.

"Parents and queens have lost their memories, no one will help me out, but I have eyes, I have brains, and I can see and think for myself."

"It's a profound feeling. Then you think about it slowly, don't worry. If you can't figure it out, forget it. There are many things in this world that can't be explained."

Rong Ting looked at his mother, and he couldn’t figure out a few things, such as how the father and the queen met, for example, why the mother and the queen were monogamous and wanted to enter the palace to become a queen; for example, why did the mother and the queen become a queen? To leave, the empress obviously loves him so much...

"Well, let's not talk about this. Your grandfather said you haven't had dinner yet, do you want fried rice or noodles?"

"Noodles." Rong Ting said, "I want to put luncheon meat in it. I don't want to eat eggs today."

"Okay, wait a minute."

Song Yuan got up and went to the kitchen, washing vegetables and cutting luncheon meat while defamating her belly. She is now a half-good mother, right? For the child’s bite to eat, the number of cooks every month has risen sharply, which is so touching.

Rong Ting stood at the door of the kitchen, looking at the figure of her mother busy for herself, couldn't help asking, "Queen, aren't you sad?"

Song Yuan was taken aback. He turned his head and said helplessly, "Mom is cutting luncheon meat. I'll talk about it later."

Rong Ting didn't know why he asked this question.

This is strange, what is he asking? Empress, don’t you feel sad when you hear that your father is with other young women now?

Mother, were you sad when you were in the palace?

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Mrs. Xie now hires an assistant for Rong Heng. This assistant is very practical and has good personal abilities. For Rong Heng, there is still no driver. Sun Qiming used it. Sun Qiming was originally a driver, but now he has a vague experience. There are signs of development towards an assistant. He knows that being a driver for the boss is completely different from being an assistant for the boss. He cherishes this opportunity. Therefore, he will do his best to do everything Rong Heng entrusts to him. Even if it is beyond his abilities, he will find a way. After all, he has been a driver for his boss for several years, and many people in this capital are willing to sell his face.

Rong Heng was sitting at the desk, reading and studying.

With his current ability, it is indeed not suitable to go to the Xie family, he still has a lot of things to learn.

"You go and ask on my behalf if there is anyone called Song Haiping who has checked in at the resort today."

"Good." Sun Qiming replied respectfully.