My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 52

Rong Heng saw her looking over and took the initiative to approach her first.

Song Yuan looked back with some wariness, afraid that Rong Ting would come out again.

Rong Heng saw her behavior and sighed in his heart. “Don’t worry. Before you make a decision, I won’t contact him first, nor will I tell him I’m his dad. This is something I can still do.”

Despite hearing this, Song Yuan didn’t relax.

“Let’s find a place to talk.”

“En.”

There was a large shopping mall near the academy. Today was not a weekend, but there were still many people. There was a milk tea shop on the first floor, where many people were queued up. Song Yuan looked at it, initially very excited, but upon seeing the snaking line, she immediately wimped out. When she was in college, she had gone on a tour in Xingcheng with her classmates. It had been peak tourist season at the time, and there had been an extremely popular milk tea shop in Xingcheng. The queue was likely to take about an hour, and she and her classmates had been reluctant to line up, so they could only give up. Later, they all had some regrets thinking about it.

Rong Heng saw the look in her eyes and, understanding everything, considerately went to the back of the long line.

Song Yuan hurriedly joined his side, asking with a frown, “What are you doing?”

“Didn’t you want to drink it?” Rong Heng checked his watch. “I happen to be free now. I’ll line up and buy you one.”

“No need.” Song Yuan waved her hand. “There’s really no need. There are so many people right now; I’ll buy it on a day when there are fewer people.”

“Since you want to drink it, drink it now.” Rong Heng’s tone was flat. “That way you don’t always think about it. You go sit over there and wait for me.”

“Oh.”

By the time Song Yuan reacted, she was already obediently sitting in the resting area.

She was somewhat dazed. What was going on? Why did he use such a commanding tone, and why did she obey! Could it be that she was used to listening to his orders in the ancient times?

Rong Heng’s upright posture and outstanding temperament was particularly eyecatching from among the crowd. She stared at him, trying to remember any bits and pieces related to him, but nothing came to mind.

It was very boring, so she took out her phone and played a game. When she looked up, Rong Heng had already gradually reached the front of the line. At this time, there was a long-haired beauty beside him. She didn’t know what they were talking about, but he and the beauty looked at her.

The long-haired beauty could barely hide her regret. She rarely met a handsome man who could catch her interest, so she specially stepped forward to ask for his contact information.

The result: this handsome man said he was already married, and his wife was standing by the side.

Why was it that all the handsome men married young1!

Rong Heng only bought one milk tea; he wasn’t fond of sweet drinks.

It took more than half an hour of standing in line just to buy this one cup of milk tea.