My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Capter 17

When Song Yuan got up, she discovered that the house was empty. She spotted the copybook1 Rong Ting had left on the desk. The child’s calligraphy was quite excellent–

【Gu has gone out with Grandfather. Do not miss us.】

Her lips curved up. After spending a few days with Gugu, she had begun to feel that having a child in the house was very interesting. In any case, she didn’t have a boyfriend or husband right now, so there was no one she needed to be emotionally invested in; raising a child was not that difficult for her.

Dad probably brought Gugu out to eat breakfast. He would definitely bring some back for her.

Song Yuan wasn’t in a hurry. She leisurely brushed her teeth, washed her face, and put on makeup. She checked the app for the results of the DNA test, but the report hadn’t been released yet.

Meanwhile, Song Haiping and Rong Ting were angered half to death by the other party and had no mood to eat breakfast, but the two didn’t forget to bring back breakfast for Song Yuan. Song Haiping bought two cases of baozi2, one case of steamed dumplings3, and some rice noodle rolls4 and prepared to return home.

Along their journey, Rong Ting didn’t want to acknowledge this grandfather who had treasonous thoughts in his heart.

Of course, Song Haiping was not angry with Rong Ting. From his perspective as the father, he was very tempted to scold his daughter. When he had divorced his ex-wife, she had been so young, but she had said in a milky voice: “Daddy, I hope that you will be emotionally responsible in the future.” At that time, he had laughed, and after laughing he had hugged his daughter and cried. His daughter had been so clever then, ah. With him as a bad example5, how could she still jump into the fire pit and get involved with a dog thing that had a dozen little wives, ne?

“Kid, as a matter of fact, you side with your father in your heart.” Song Haiping let out a sigh. “My Yuanyuan is so pitiful.”

Rong Ting was extremely dissatisfied with these words. “Gu’s heart only has Mother Empress.”

Grandfather had said such treasonous words, and now he even said that he sided with Father Emperor. He had never sided with Father Emperor; everything he did was for Mother Empress.

Father Emperor had power that could cover the sky. Mother Empress had nothing–she only had him.

“Then, about your father having a dozen little wives–why didn’t you say anything to him?” After Song Haiping returned to his senses, he had some thoughts about messing with the child, so he teased, “You can’t compare with Yuanyuan on this point. So your love for Yuanyuan is fake, and your love for your father is real.”

Rong Ting’s face puffed up in anger. His tiny fists were clenched. “As that person’s son, how could one comment on Father Emperor’s matters and interfere with the inner courtyard of Father Emperor’s harem? It goes against the tenets of filial piety.”

“When all is said and done, your love for Yuanyuan isn’t real. If you really loved her, how could you watch with eyes wide open while she suffers such wrongs?”

They soon arrived at the thirteenth building6, where Song Yuan’s home was located. When Rong Ting heard Song Haiping repeatedly denying his feelings for Mother Empress, he was so angry that he let go of Song Haiping’s hand. One lone person ran off into the thirteenth building. The elevator arrived just in time–he didn’t wait for Song Haiping and directly jabbed the ‘close doors’ button. By the time Song Haiping entered the building, the elevator doors had already closed.