Chapter 63

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date="2020-12-06"

title="Chapter 63 "

weight="108568"

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

mode = "manual"

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The night before Song Yuan left the capital, he received an invitation from a senior at university. The senior said that she wanted to treat her to dinner.

This elder sister was also a member of the club at the time and took good care of her, but since the elder sister graduated, they didn’t get in touch very much. After all, she was still in school and the elder sister was at work. , Suddenly the senior sister asked her for dinner on WeChat, she agreed without thinking.

The elder sister's surname is Jiang and her name is Jiang Na. She is enthusiastic. heard that she didn't perform well in the college entrance examination. Otherwise, she was the number one in liberal arts.

The two met in a shopping mall near the third ring road. When Song Yuan saw Jiang Na again, she still couldn't help feeling in her heart, the senior sister was so gentle, she looked like the kind of talented girl with a strong scroll atmosphere.

"I also heard from my friends that I knew that you were in the capital." Jiang Na poured a cup of tea for Song Yuan. "I don't know if your current taste habits have changed. I ordered a dessert for you on my own initiative."

"I also like to eat sweets now." Song Yuan smirked, "Senior sister, where do you work now, we didn't see you last time at our club gathering, they said you are very busy now."

"It's all in frustration. I work in a foreign company. I am mainly responsible for docking customers. Sometimes I also travel abroad." Jiang Na paused and took out a packaged perfume from her bag. "I don't know you. What do you like? When you visit the duty-free shop, I think this smell is very young and fresh, and it should suit you."

"I didn't even prepare a gift..." Song Yuan was embarrassed to accept the perfume.

"That's different. I have been working for a few years, and you just graduated." Jiang Na pushed the gift to her and smiled, "Accept it, I am not suitable for this taste, my colleagues may not Will say I pretend to be tender."

The two chatted while eating, and the atmosphere was very good. This reminded Song Yuan of her senior sister in college. At that time, she often invited her to dinner.

When I was eating dessert, Jiang Na suddenly asked, "Yuanyuan, did you know that Ji Junpei is in the same office building as me now."

The topic changed too quickly, and Song Yuan was stunned.

"In fact, Ji Junpei and I are high school alumni. He is one year older than me. I grew up listening to his legend." Jiang Na said jokingly, "I admire him very much because someone said very early However, no matter how difficult it is for the poor to have a son, I always think he can do it."

"Senior Sister..." Song Yuan didn't know whether to say anything.

"I know what you are going to say. I listened to Ji Junpei when I was eating with Ji Junpei the other day. Yuanyuan, since I know something, I think I should tell you, otherwise there will be a misunderstanding between the two. It would be a pity not to be together. Yuanyuan, although you rarely talk about your family situation in front of us, many people know that your parents are well-known local entrepreneurs. Everyone says that your family is rich. Whoever marries you means fighting for less than 20 years. At that time, someone said those things in front of Ji Junpei. The situation in his family was very ordinary. His grandfather had a heart bypass operation, and every month he took medicine for more than two thousand yuan. Both his parents are ordinary workers."

"Ji Junpei was suffocating in his heart. He didn't want others to look down on him, and he didn't want you to misunderstand him. He happened to have applied for a scholarship and went abroad to study. He wants to wait for him to make a certain result, and then talk to you. Say what he wants. I also advised him at the time, if you like it, don’t think so much. He told me that, he said, what you eat and use is very good, if he doesn’t have financial conditions When I was with you, he was afraid that he would not be able to give you these things, and his mentality would change."

"He actually really likes you."

Song Yuan was silent. She was really slow. Now listening to what the senior sister said, and remembering how she took care of her in college, what else did she not understand right now.

She stirred the ice cream in the cup with a small spoon, and whispered: "Senior sister, do you like him?"

Jiang Na was taken aback, but just smiled and said: "I don't know. I just don't know that others make mistakes and have difficulties without explaining. In fact, it has nothing to do with me. I have not paid attention to you in the past few years. That is, looking at his decadent appearance, I can't see it, why a big man doesn't say anything in his heart, what does that long mouth do?"

"Senior sister, thank you." Song Yuan raised her head and smiled gratefully at her. "Although those things have passed, I am happy to hear these things. I always feel that... I didn't seem to have been there in those few years. I am affectionate, but I really don’t like him now. I can’t tell you. I have no problems or regrets, but it’s really impossible for me and him."

Jiang Na sighed: "I understand. I can only say that he is also very arrogant. Maybe men are like this?"

She tilted her head and smiled, "Men are arrogant, always thinking that everything will develop as they planned, right?"

Song Yuan was amused by these words, and nodded vigorously, "Yes, men are arrogant!"

This meal with the senior sister made Song Yuan completely relieved of the past with Ji Junpei.

She is in a relaxed mood, even happy. She can’t understand Ji Junpei’s thoughts, because they are in different environments, but she also has no right to accuse him of being wrong. Maybe the angles are exchanged, and she might make the same choice. She is just thinking, just for In the past few years, I breathed a sigh of relief, Song Yuan, you didn't think about it, and you didn't act passionately. It's just that the two of you are really inappropriate.

In a good mood, the pace is naturally much lighter.

Song Yuan took an express train to the community, and when he was walking quickly towards that building, he saw Rong Heng beside the flower bed downstairs.

She was a little surprised to see Rong Heng here, trot to come to him, was blown by the cold wind, her face was flushed, "Why are you here?"

Rong Heng took out a small hand warmer from his coat pocket and handed it to her, "Just passing by, I want to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Song Yuan didn't want to take this hand warmer, but he gave her directly...

A look of helplessness and embarrassment appeared on Rong Heng's face very rarely, "I can't tell you. Mr. Xie, my nominal father, arranged a blind date for me the other day."

"Huh?" Song Yuan reacted in time and smiled. Seeing his embarrassment, she comforted him in turn, "This is normal, and it is really normal here. Many of my classmates are from universities. As soon as I graduated, I was forced by my family to get married. I read the information on the Internet. Xie Heng is also in his twenties. The elders in the family can understand if they are anxious."

Seeing that she was not unhappy, Rong Heng lowered his eyes and raised his eyelids again, sweeping away his previous helplessness, as if he had been persuaded by Song Yuan's explanation, "Is that so? I don't understand very well. I just don't know why. , I don’t agree with this kind of thing, and I’m a bit repulsive.”

"I don't know how the wealthy arrange a blind date, but I think they shouldn't force you." Song Yuan actually wanted to laugh a little. When the ancients arrived in the modern age, they were also very dazed when they encountered parents' urging marriages like death. Force it.

But could it be that what Gugu saw that day was his father's blind date? This is quite possible.

"I hope so." Rong Heng looked at her again, "I seemed to see Rong Ting that day. I thought I was wrong, but then I heard you say that my uncle took him to the resort. I was a little worried because he was afraid he would see me. Being with other people will misunderstand. I don’t have that kind of mind."

"Gu Gu, he did see it, but don’t worry, I’ve already told him, now you don’t remember anything, and you become Xie Heng again. I just don’t remember anything, you can live with you. Your own life." Song Yuan thought for a while, "I mean, if you come across something you like, you don't have to worry about it so much, GuGu will understand and understand it."

She confessed to Rong Heng that there is nothing to do in modern times, even on the side of Gugu, she can also explain it as a divorce. After the divorce, he can pursue his happiness, and she can do the same. Even if Gugu cannot accept it now , will slowly accept it in the future, just like her at the beginning.

Rong Heng looked at her intently, as if he wanted to say something, then he sighed, "Actually, have you ever thought that I am Rong Ting’s father and you are Rong Ting’s mother. We can give him a complete family."

Song Yuan was shocked when he heard this.

She really didn't expect Rong Heng to think so! !

Seeing her doing this, Rong Heng hurriedly added, "I have no other idea, but I'm afraid that I will owe Rong Ting, for fear that he will be sad."

No matter what his thoughts are, in short, such thoughts are not allowed!

Song Yuan was not afraid that he would think she was affectionate, nor that she had misunderstood his thoughts. She said solemnly: "You don't think the feelings of two adults rest on one child. This is a very trifling matter. Matter?"

Rong Heng was stunned.

"If you are just Xie Heng, I might want to be with you." After all, he is really the type she likes, and she is really a bit stupid. Maybe she will follow him on impulse. Together, of course, the premise is that he is Xie Heng, just Xie Heng.

"But you are not just Xie Heng, you are Rong Heng, what we were like in ancient times, you don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know what happened before, how can we be confused together? This is not against the past. Irresponsible? Are you right?"

Rong Heng clenched his hands in the pocket of his coat and raised his head, but he smiled gently at Song Yuan, "You are right. I was confused. I was also afraid of this blind date, and I was afraid that Rong Ting might misunderstand him. It doesn't seem to be very close to me, I'm afraid he will hate me."

"No, gǔ gǔ is not the kind of unreasonable kid, I tell him well, he will understand."

"Yep."

"Is there anything else? If it weren't for me, I would go up first. It's too cold here."

"Well, goodbye."

After Rong Heng watched Song Yuan enter the building, he turned and walked outside.

Returning to his own residence, he came to the study with a heavy breath and a cold complexion. He spread out the picture scroll, rubbed it, and took the paintbrush and sketched it on the paper. After more than an hour, the painter's pen seemed to condense all the feelings. , The portrait of the young woman is vivid and vivid.

Rong Heng closed his eyes, and after a while, finally calmed down, calmly rolled up the portrait and put it in the bookcase.