My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 68

Chen Qian said with some regret, “That’s too bad, long-distance relationships aren’t great. Fine, I’ll listen to you. I’ll bring it up in the group chat later and help deny the rumors for you.”

On the fifth day of the lunar New Year, Rong Heng finally had some time for himself. With Madam Xie’s helpful intervention, he didn’t need to visit other elders’ homes to give his New Year greetings. Everyone showed understanding, as he had suffered a major event this year and hadn’t recovered physically or mentally. Therefore, Rong Heng was relatively free. In two days, he planned to go see Song Yuan and his son and thought he should buy some New Year gifts. It wasn’t yet the seventh or eighth day of the New Year, and B City’s office workers who lived outside the city hadn’t yet returned. On the contrary, some shopping malls were not as bustling as before the New Year.

Rong Heng took a stroll around the mall. Perhaps it was due to his dignified temperament, but the employees who were supposed to be very enthusiastic upon seeing him didn’t play their brainwashing-like marketing on him.

Sun Qiming had already returned and was following from behind.

Finally, they arrived at the jewelry section, where the counters displayed all kinds and manners of jewelry. As a straight man, when Rong Heng chose gifts, he usually only thought of buying jewelry, and this time was no exception. He wanted to purchase all the jewelry on display, but he considered his current circumstances and finally picked a pair of diamond-stud earrings. In a rare, unprecedented moment, he consulted Sun Qiming. “How about this?”

Sun Qiming, overwhelmed with favor, hurriedly responded, “It suits Miss Song very nicely.”

“Do you think she’ll like it?”

Although Sun Qiming knew that his boss was pursuing Miss Song, he was still indescribably astonished hearing these words.

“Miss Song will probably like it.” He didn’t dare to be too committed to his answer. After all, he’d been by the boss’s side for so long. He’d seen the boss hovering around Miss Song, and the two hadn’t even gone on a date–it was clear that the boss had kicked an iron plate3.

Rong Heng’s expression was calm. “Wrap this up ba.”

After buying the diamond earrings, he realized that he hadn’t bought a gift for Rong Ting.

Every father had different feelings towards his child. Rong Heng had brought up Rong Ting according to the standards of a crown prince and was unfamiliar with preparing a gift for his son. He pondered it. Copybooks didn’t seem too appropriate, and he had sent over many books, enough for him to read. His mind was still turning as he arrived at the first floor, where he saw a huge spherical shape in the exhibition hall. His footsteps paused. He approached the globe, looking at it thoughtfully. Finally, he turned to Sun Qiming. “This…”

Sun Qiming was stunned, for a moment not understanding his meaning. “Boss, you want this globe?”

So it was called a globe.

Rong Heng nodded. “Help me buy one.”

This world really was as Yuanyuan said. The vast earth was round.

At that time, he’d laughed at her silly words. She had stretched her hands out and moved them into a circle, her eyes full of light. She’d said to him, one day you will know that the world is bigger than you think.

Give this globe to Rong Ting ba.

He should like it very much.

At five in the afternoon, Grandpa Song urged Song Yuan to hurry back home.