My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 23

The days could be said to be relatively quiet and peaceful.

Rong Ting was also becoming more integrated into this time period day by day. He already knew how to play on the iPad and watch TV. But he was also a very self-disciplined child; even if he was curious and wanted to watch more, he wouldn’t watch for more than half an hour a day. The majority of the time, he read books, soaking up everything this era had to offer.

In the blink of an eye, Christmas was approaching. There was still more than half a month until Christmas, but many stores had already put up their decorations. The air was full of festive cheer.

Song Yuan had also hung up a penguin at work. She had just sat down with a freshly made cup of hot chocolate when a notification window popped up.

She froze for a moment.

Ji Junpei: “Yuanyuan, I’m coming back from abroad on New Year’s. I’m bringing some small gifts for you. Let’s eat together and hang out when you’re free.”

Song Yuan had had no shortage of suitors since she was young. In her twenty-two years of life, with the exception of a failed attempt at an early romance, the only one she had ever had a semblance of a relationship with was this one Ji Junpei.

Ji Junpei was a senior in her university. He was extremely popular at school–he was nice to others, he had good grades, and his reputation was excellent. She heard that he was the top science student in his province’s college entrance examination, and all the junior brothers and sisters called him the study god5.

Song Yuan had never been a study tyrant6. In high school, her parents had hired a very famous tutor, and she herself had studied desperately through the nights, using every possible method to keep herself awake.7. She had just barely gotten accepted into the university by the skin of her teeth, scoring just above the admission score. People like her basically had nothing to do with a study god, but there was one time that her parents weren’t free to pick her up, and she had to stay with her grandfather and grandmother for a bit during her winter break. She had asked for a carpool to get to the train station. Who would have known that Ji Junpei had also called for a carpool to the same station?

She had the feeling that Ji Junpei had a crush on her. Based on the direction things were going, it should have been a pure campus romance. But Ji Junpei was a few grades above her, and there was no spark. Then, Ji Junpei was admitted into a prestigious school overseas and won a scholarship… there weren’t many long-distance relationships that bore fruit, not to mention a relationship across countries. They had kept in touch for the past few years, but neither had pierced through the paper screen8.

She felt like this sort of international affair made her quite prideful. She certainly had a favorable impression of Ji Junpei, but not enough for her to confess first.

As for Ji Junpei, she guessed that he probably had the same thoughts as her.

If Rong Ting hadn’t transmigrated, if she didn’t find out that she had had a child, then according to logic and the flow of the story, after Ji Junpei came back, and if the two of them had the intention, there was a good chance that they would hit it off right away and fall in love.

“Thank you, xuezhang9.” Song Yuan only returned the message in a distant and polite manner.

She didn’t think she was ready for a relationship at this time, nor did she believe that Ji Junpei would accept Rong Ting.