My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

Chapter 41

“I misspoke. I shouldn’t have judged your situation like that.” Song Yuan stroked his head. “Ok, let’s not talk about this. We’re leaving for B City in two days. The two cities aren’t that far, so for convenience, I bought tickets for a high-speed rail. I’ll take you by plane the next time we get the chance.”

“An airplane, is that the thing on TV that can fly?”

“En.” Song Yuan thought for a bit. “The high-speed rail is also very fast. Our country’s high-speed rails are the fastest in the world, and they’re very convenient. For example, last time you and your grandpa drove on the highway to B City, but it took more than six hours to get there. If you take the high-speed rail, you can get there in about two hours.”

Rong Ting was shocked. He was looking forward to the next high-speed rail trip.

He was extremely curious about everything here, and he wanted to go expand his horizons.

Rong Heng returned to the Xie residence. By now, he had gotten a feel for the Xie family’s current situation. When he came back this time, he didn’t need to live in the main residence, as he had villas and apartments under his name. It was just that he’d been gone for so long, so the Xie family had called and asked to have a meal together.

The Xie residence was located halfway up the mountain, where the air was fresh. The main building housed the Xie family’s head, Xie Yanjun, and his wife. The auxiliary buildings were equivalent to the staff dormitories; they were where the drivers, security staff, nannies, and aunties lived.

The entire Xie family, including Xie Yanjun, was happy today.

The elder generation of the upper class, especially from a family like theirs, greatly valued their heirs. Although nobody spoke of the di and shu wives2 of the feudal era, in their hearts they still agreed that an illegitimate son was naturally less important than the son born from one’s original partner.

Xie Yanjun recalled his lingering fears from that day he had received a call from his wife. She had said, in a choked-up voice, that their son had been found, but he had been seriously injured, and he was still being resuscitated and could die at any time. He didn’t dare to believe it, and he had asked her on the phone, was it really their son A’Heng? His wife said that when he had been found, she had gone to identify whether he was their son. To be on the safe side, she had also done a DNA test, and he was indeed their son.

He had had a headache for quite a while now. His wife had injured her body that year she gave birth to A’Heng and essentially had no possibility of giving birth again. She wasn’t getting any younger and was nearly fifty years old–how could she give birth? If A’Heng were truly gone, it would be an earth-shattering3 disaster for the Xie family.

The Xie family needed an heir, after all. He and his wife only had one son–if his son was gone, who was he supposed to find?

Fortunately, A’Heng was back. He barely escaped from death, but he was still fine!

This allowed Xie Yanjun to let out a sigh of relief.

In his heart of hearts, he was also unwilling to give the position of heir to his younger son. The younger son’s status was not suitable; if they really allowed an illegitimate child to inherit the Xie family, wouldn’t they become a joke in B City?