[MTL]My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 98: 098

After Rong Hong left, Song Yuan sat quietly on the sofa. The diamond ring was on the coffee table. She stared at it for a while. The table was a mess. She was in a mess. She couldn't worry about packing, and when the time was up, she hurriedly got ready to go out for Rongting to go to school, but accidentally tripped over the chair, and almost fell down, looking back at the diamond ring on the coffee table, she felt that Orbital pain.

Song Yuan knew that she wasn't suitable for driving in this state, and she didn't dare to drive. The burden in her heart seemed to be heavy, and she was almost out of breath.

Fortunately, I did n't get off work at the moment. There were no people on either side of the road. Even if she lowered her head and immersed herself in the world, she would n't be hit by anyone. Come back to God.

There are many cars parked in front of the kindergarten, and many parents are guarding them. Song Yuan used to chat with those mothers in the past, but today there is no urge to speak.

She was not very familiar with those mothers. Everyone looked that she was not happy, and naturally she would not talk to her.

After a while, the kindergarten bell rang.

From small class to middle class to large class, the teachers led the children one after another. Song Yuan stomped on his toes and saw Rong Ting in the head of a bunch of radishes.

I don't know if it's a mother-in-law filter. She always thinks that her son is the most beautiful cub in the whole kindergarten. She has a halo so she can see it at a glance.

Rong Ting had no expression on his face. When he saw Song Yuan, he laughed. He looks good, with white skin and exquisite facial features. He has been a prince for several years. Although he is not as angry and proud as his father-in-law, but among a group of children, his temperament is still very special. It is probably influenced by the system in the palace, and it is probably that the little boy wants to be on par with his father. Rong Ting is more like Rong Hong. The father and son do not laugh often. People who laugh less often suddenly laugh like this. There is a kind of stupid feel.

Song Yuan didn't hesitate to embrace her. After Rong Ting came out, she hugged him and said, "I miss you very much today."

Rong Ting is a little embarrassed. Although the folk customs here are open, it seems that it is not appropriate to embrace the two mothers and daughters.

He likes to be close to his mother-in-law very much. He quietly glanced at other children who were picked up by his father or mother. He found that nobody was following them, and he quietly relieved.

"OK."

Song Yuan let go of him, holding his little paw, and smiled reluctantly. "It's fine today and I didn't drive. Don't you always want to eat ice cream, let's go."

Rong Ting is also very surprised. He likes to eat ice cream. It is not a problem to eat three **** at a time. It is called inhalation by storm. However, he is not allowed to eat more after his mother. Taste.

What's going on today, my mother-in-law wants to take him to eat ice cream

Rong Ting was very smart and looked up at him, "Did something good happen?"

Song Yuan felt uncomfortable, but she still tried her best not to show her true emotions.

There is a Haagen-Dazs store on the first floor of a nearby shopping mall. Mother and son walked in. Rong Ting had to walk in. He pointed his finger at the beautiful new winter product and asked in a low voice, "Can you order that"

Song Yuan glanced at him, "What do you think?"

Rong Ting wanted to order the ice and snow joy song, which was an ice cream hotpot, and it looked delicious.