[MTL]My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 4

Although the company was open, Song Yuan did not dare to implement the characteristics of airborne troops. Except for sick leave that week, she never dared to absent from work, and was rarely late. Song Yuan got up from the bedroom and found Rong Tingzheng sat squarely on the sofa, staring at the TV with his eyes closed, as if wondering what it was.

"There's nothing else in the refrigerator. I ordered breakfast takeaway." Song Yuan combed his hair and said, "I'll call you takeaway at noon-"

"Well, forget it!" Song Yuan felt that it was too irresponsible to leave the child at home, and he made up for various news such as "Children playing and falling down" "Strangers come home to abduct children" and then acknowledged their fate and dropped their heads. He sighed. "I'm still on leave today. Fortunately it's Saturday tomorrow."

Song Yuan really did not worry about leaving Rong Ting personally at home.

This is not her child, but of course in her home, she will temporarily assume the responsibility of a "guardian".

To put a word of hatred, Song Yuan's work is purely a waste of time. Father Song wants her to inherit the supermarket, and Song mother wants her to manage a clothing company. But both of them have a common feature, which is special, special Strong.

Song Yuan is not trying to be a beautiful girl who inherits her family business, but her parents have no intention of retiring at all. She can imagine that if she did go there, she would definitely bear the "blame" on the other side and this. Side endless control. For the sake of world peace and good parent-child relationship, at least now she cannot inherit a large supermarket or a clothing company. After discussing with her, she decided to come to work with him. In this way, no matter whether it is father or mother, she will not say anything.

She also runs errands in the company and is responsible for simple case work. She is a brick, where it needs to be moved, and it is easy to be dispensable for the entire team.

She doesn't often take time off, so this time the department head also approved the vacation very easily.

Now that you've taken the leave, don't be too rushed, Aimeru Ruyuan put on her makeup very carefully.

Rong Ting shook her head in sigh. He really didn't understand the woman's mind. There was no maid to take care of her mother. Here, she had to come in even for such things as makeup. She would rather suffer from embarrassment here than leave her father. For what.

The doorbell rang, Song Yuan cheered, and quickly opened the door to welcome the handsome takeaway brother.

The takeaway brother is a young big boy. When he saw Song Yuan, he smiled brightly, "Hello, your takeaway has arrived."

Song Yuan took the takeaway and said thank you as usual.

The takeaway brother also said, "Troublesome five-star praise."

"Yep!"

Song Yuan closed the door and greeted Rong Ting for breakfast.

"I don't know what you like to eat, anyway, I ordered the preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and also ordered the milk xiaolongbao." Song Yuan took out the secondary spoon from the take-out bag and handed it to Rong Ting. No, I will take you out after breakfast and stop by the police station to see if there is any news. "

Now the delivery time is at least 30 minutes. Rong Ting looked at the porridge and buns that were not selling well. The whole person was stunned. "You should give such lowly food to you alone!"

Rong Ting was born His Royal Highness Crown Prince, Chu Jun.

The eating and dressing are all delicate, that is, breakfast is all kinds, lest he be wronged.