My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

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     After Yung Heng returned to the hotel, he recalled what had happened today and felt that something was strange.

Thinking about the Guanyin jade pendant carefully, Rong Ting must have stolen it from his secret room when he was not paying attention. He must have known that he had seen the jade pendant today. With Rong Ting's character, he would never keep quiet about it. Even if he was in a state of "amnesia", there was only one possibility. Rong Ting had deliberately placed the jade pendant there.

He knew that his son was very smart, both academically and open-mindedly, far better than him when he was young. However, he did not expect that Song Yuan, Song Haiping, and Chen Linjing did not suspect him. Instead, it was his son, who was not even six years old, who suspected him and even used such a method to test him.

For a moment, Yung Heng did not know whether he should laugh or not.

He was a little curious about what Rong Ting's conclusion would be.

Based on his understanding of Rong Ting, he thought that he would tell her, or perhaps he had already told her. With this guess in mind, it seemed to make sense that something was wrong with her today. It seemed that it was natural for a mother to be close to her son. Even if he had spent more time with Rong Ting, Rong Ting still favored her in his heart and still liked her more.

He had thought of every possible situation in advance. Now that Rong Ting suspected him, or had concluded that he was pretending to have amnesia, he knew how to deal with it. At the moment, what made him more nervous than this was whether she had seen the pair of diamond earrings.

If she had seen it, would she like it?

If she had not seen it, when would she see it?

Rong Ting picked up the phone and turned on the screen to check the time. It was half past eight. It had been almost an hour since he left. Did she go to the bathroom during this time?

He waited and waited until it was nine o 'clock. He glanced at his WeChat. There was no message from her, and she did not call. It was already so late. She should have finished showering by now. Did she really not see it? Could it be that he had placed it in an inconspicuous position, so she did not see it?

He stood up and walked around the suite. When he passed by the full-length mirror and saw his slightly anxious face, he could not help but be stunned.

How long had it been since he was so worried about his gains and losses? After he came to his senses, he laughed at himself.

He suddenly thought of the past. At that time, she did not know his identity and they had just made their feelings known. Her way of thinking was different from others. She was a straightforward person who spoke whatever was on her mind. Occasionally, when he said something that displeased her, she would argue with him. At that time, he only thought of her as the adopted daughter of the General's residence. He could hear her weariness of the feudal era and her dissatisfaction with the rules of the dynasty. While he was shocked, he could not help but want to suppress her temper, to make her cautious in her words and actions, to make her become more mature. Quarrels were unavoidable. There was once when the two of them quarreled very fiercely and neither of them was willing to lower their heads. When had he ever lowered his head in front of others? At that time, he was so angry that he left.

She, on the other hand, was still trying to provoke him by saying, "Go, go! Don't come back if you leave! "

He had never heard such words in his life. In his anger, he returned to the Eastern Palace and smashed a tea set. It was still difficult to appease the anger in his heart. He could not sleep at night and tossed and turned in bed. He was the Crown Prince, the future master of the world. No one should think of bowing to him.