[MTL]My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 47: 047

Song Yuan sometimes feels that she can't stand it, and sometimes she's very calm. Just like now, her hands are trembling, her soul is trembling, but she walks in Rongting and asks her with a doubt. When something happened, she calmed down for another second, and smiled at him like a person who was okay. "It may be that the electric toothbrush is broken. I'll wait for another one. Coo, I'll give you a job here around noon. Lunch is over, you remember? "

Rong Tingen said, "Remember, there are two classes in the afternoon, Taekwondo and English."

Although it didn't take long to move here, Song Yuan didn't dare to delay the children's courses. A training institution nearby reported Rong Ting to a Taekwondo class and an English class. Now the kindergarten children can speak English. Cuckoo has lost on the starting line and can't keep falling behind.

"The two lessons are more than an hour. Mother doesn't have to stay with you all the time. I asked the teacher. The parents of other children also sent their children over and waited until after class."

"Mother," Rong Ting frowned, looking at her. "You said this last night, why do you stress it again?"

Song Yuan felt a little guilty, but on the surface, he was still disguised very well. "Ah, I forgot. I haven't taken a good rest recently and my memory has receded."

"The mother should pay attention to rest. You don't have to wait for me there. I will call you after class. You will pick me up. Don't worry, I won't go with strangers or talk to strangers. "

I passed very quickly in the morning. Song Yuan hadn't invited her aunt yet. She simply made a rice cooker and ribs at home. Fortunately, Rong Ting didn't pick much.

After lunch, let him rest for a while, the mother and son went out, the training institution is not far from the community, and it only takes ten minutes to walk.

After watching Rong Ting enter the classroom, Song Yuan left. She flew back home almost along the way, closed the door, and sat on the sofa. She took a deep breath and sent a text message to her parents. Emergency rescue "

When this happened, the first thing she thought of was mom and dad.

She felt that she was only at ease when her parents were by her side, and she was not so panicked even when the sky fell.

I don't know if Mom and Dad are busy, they can only send text messages, then Song Yuan holds his breath and stares at the TV wall paper.

After a while, Song Haiping called and was a bit noisy there, but quickly calmed down, "Yuanyuan, what's wrong, Dad is still drinking with people. Isn't there any money?"

Song Yuan was almost scared to death. Today, she kept refusing to be here. At this moment, when she heard her father 's voice, she finally let go of her emotions. Rong Ting's father "

This is simply rock-shaking and sunny.

Song Haiping thought he had a hallucination, "What, what do you say"

All the dialects were spoken.

"Dad, what can I do? I can't believe this is true. I saw him a few days ago and said that it was his father, and it was useless to explain anything. I didn't know I was pumping. What kind of madness actually agreed to what he said to do a paternity test, and the result showed that they are a father-son relationship. How can this be done?

Song Haiping was silent for a moment, "Yuanyuan, today is April Fool's Day"

"I didn't lie to you. Now I'll send you a screenshot of the result. I won't joke about such a big thing."

The father and daughter were just like repeaters. When they repeated the words "how is it possible" and "what a joke", Song Yuan's mobile phone vibrated. When she saw it, her mother's phone came in and said " Dad, I won't tell you anymore. Mom called in. "