[MTL]My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 18:0

A few days later, the results of the paternity test came out.Song Haiping also deliberately drove to the institution to take a paper report in person.When he saw the results and determined that Rong Ting and his daughter Song Yuan were in a mother-child relationship, Song Haiping sat in a safe place. He smoked in the corridor. When he was young, in order to accompany customers to pull orders, smoking and drinking were very fierce. In the past two years, with the advice of his daughter, he has begun to pay attention to health.

Although Rong Ting was mentally prepared to be a grandson, Song Haiping was still flustered when the results really came out.

What should this child do about his daughter's future?

Most single mothers are so hard, why does this happen to his daughter

At this moment, Song Haiping even thought in his heart that Rong Ting was a child of the Song family, and he must recognize it. Can't recognize her daughter.

He had already thought about it a long time ago. He would never remarry in this life. Everything under his name would be left to his only daughter. He is almost half a hundred people. It does n't matter his reputation. The court acknowledged that in his name, Rong Ting and his daughter became nominal brothers and sisters, so that no one would gossip about her daughter, and her daughter's marriage and children would not be affected in the future.

When dad's are selfish, Song Haiping's favorite is always his own daughter, he can't control others, he wants his daughter to be happy in the future.

Once this thought was in his mind, Song Haiping hurriedly extinguished his cigarette butt, pulled out his mobile phone from his pocket, and called Song Yuan's phone.

Song Yuan is at work. When he sees that the caller ID is Dad, he picks up his mobile phone and walks out of the office. He picks up where no one is. "Dad, I'm at work."

"Yuanyuan, Dad thought about it. Rong Ting's account is a problem. He can't go to school without an account," Song Haiping said easily. "You are only twenty-two years old now, this life is still alive."

Before Song Haiping's words were finished, Song Yuan converged the smile on his face and interrupted him, "Dad, I won't send the coo out."

"Look at what your child said, that was also the child of our old Song family. Why did my dad send him away, and my dad had to eat and study for him?"

"Dad, I'm your daughter. I know what you want to say." It is more appropriate to know the words of Father Moruo and his father and daughter. "You want Rong Ting to settle down as my brother, Dad. It's not necessary. It 's really not necessary. You do n't know how sensitive he is. If I do this, it means I do n't recognize him, and he will remember it forever. "

"He is still young and can understand anything."

Song Yuan insisted unexpectedly, "Anyway, no. Dad, I'm so old. Coo is my son, it's my responsibility. I have no reason to run away. I'll talk about it later, although I don't know the end. What happened, but Cooing has something to say, I have abandoned him once, and now if I do n't recognize him again, "she paused, her throat was a bit dry," It's so unfair to him, he's still a kid Then. "

Although she has only been together for such a short time, she still feels that she has traveled to ancient times, and she must have decided to give birth to a coo after being well thought out. As a parent, he brought him to this world without the consent of the child. Why? Can you take good care of him and be responsible for him?

She didn't know for what reason she abandoned the child, but since Coooo appeared so hard in her life, she should not run away, let alone hurt him, after all, he was still a child.