My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

31-35

Chapter 31 - This matter must not be known to outsiders!

Chen Linjing and Song Haiping arrived when the mother-son pair finished their meal. Song Haiping absolutely loved beef chow fun and ate a large plate of it by himself.

Just like the saying "the merging of strengths," Song Yuan's good looks were due to both of her parents, who were also amazingly good-looking. Chen Linjing was now in her forties, but because she was rich and single, she was willing to spend money on her face and body. The young Song Haiping was handsomer than idols, and this person did not let himself go even until he was middle-aged–he wasn't bald, and he didn't have a beer belly. He had the looks of a rather handsome uncle. It was no exaggeration to say that when Song Yuan went out together with Chen Linjing, others would mistake them for sisters. There was also a time when Song Yuan took Song Haiping to a medical examination, and the nurse had thought that they were brother and sister. After all, their last names were both Song.

Four people–all of whom were highly attractive in appearance–sitting at a table would naturally attract other people's attention.

Song Yuan was going to pay the bill when she was stopped by Song Haiping. He said with a stern face, "With Dad here, how can you still be allowed to pay?"

"Leaving out Rong Ting, this meal comes out to be for three people. I'll pay for my portion," Chen Linjing said calmly, wiping her mouth with a napkin.

Song Haiping: "..."

Fine, he understood his ex-wife's temperament. If it weren't for their daughter, his ex-wife would have wanted nothing to do with him.

From the hotel, Song Haiping drove them to the supermarket to buy groceries.

Song Haiping wasn't bad at cooking, but the number of people who could eat his cooking was low. There were many people out and about on Christmas, including in the supermarket.

In the snack aisle, the four were split into two factions.

"I've never seen such harshness on a child. What little kid doesn't eat snacks?" Song Haiping's voice grew heated. "Rong Ting is so pitiful; he's never eaten snacks in the past!"

He grabbed several bags of potato chips, seaweed snacks, and milk candy from the shelves.

"You too, Yuanyuan. When you were little, you always pestered me to buy you malt balls, wahaha. How did you forget? You would gulp them down all at once, wahaha, but Dad would buy you boxes and boxes."

Hearing these words about Song Yuan, Rong Ting looked at her accusingly.

Song Yuan was backed into a corner. It was useless for her to madly study up on parenting methods. Other people were new moms, while she was a newbie who didn't have a transition period and couldn't educate children at all, not to mention that in front of Rong Ting, she felt as though she had no credibility as a parent.

Chen Linjing sneered. "So it was you. Yuanyuan used to like eating meals, but because you would buy her snacks, she doesn't like to have meals anymore. Can't you see that she's as thin as a bamboo pole now?"

Song Haiping was speechless.

He also thought that his precious daughter was too thin.

In the end, they compromised. Rong Ting was allowed to eat snacks, but not too many. Only one back of potato chips, one bag of seaweed snacks, and two bags of White Rabbit candy were left in the cart.

Song Yuan followed Chen Linjing to go choose coconuts. Song Haiping pushed the shopping cart, helplessly saying to Rong Ting: "Rong Ting, don't blame Grandpa. Grandpa tried very hard, but the enemy is too overbearing."