Song Haiping was silent for a moment. “Yuanyuan, is today April Fool’s Day?”

“I didn’t lie to you. I’ll send you a screenshot of the results. I wouldn’t joke about such a huge matter.”

The father and daughter duo were like broken records, repeating the words “how can this be” and “is this a joke,” when Song Yuan’s phone vibrated. She checked and saw it was her mom’s phone call. She hurriedly said, “Dad, I have to go. Mom’s calling.”

Song Yuan hung up on her father and connected with her mother’s call.

Perhaps it was that she had freaked out for a round with her father, but she was a little calmer than before when she accepted her mother’s call. “Mom, Rong Ting’s dad seems to have also come. I don’t know how to explain it, but the paternity test shows that they have a father-son relationship. Mom, what should I do? I don’t dare to tell Rong Ting, in case he would see it.”

There was silence on the other end.

Chen Jinling was much calmer than Song Haiping, but her tone was much more serious. “Yuanyuan, don’t panic. Mom will buy the fastest ticket to B City. I should be there tonight. Don’t say anything, don’t do anything. Your dad should also know, and he’ll be rushing over. Let’s hold off on discussing everything.”

Song Yuan instantly calmed down at her words.

After hanging up, she obediently sat at home and waited.

Rong Ting would be at the academy for about three hours. Even if Song Yuan was in a daze, she didn’t forget about the child. It was getting dark now. Just as she was about to head out, her phone rang. It was Rong Ting.

“Mom.”

When she heard him call her this, she knew that there should be another person nearby him.

“The teacher said that it was a student’s birthday, so he had us stay and bought pizza, pasta, and cake. I may return later. The teacher wants to talk to you on the phone.”

“Okay.”

“Rong Ting’s mom? I’m Liu laoshi. Today is one of the children’s birthday. Her parents said that she doesn’t have friends, and she’s more introverted, so they hoped to celebrate her birthday here and invited the class’s students to eat cake. Don’t worry, we will stay in the classroom and won’t go outside.”

“Okay, Liu laoshi. Then what time should I go to pick him up?”

“The children said they wanted to watch cartoons together. If you don’t mind, you can come at eight.”

Song Yuan naturally had no opinions. She hoped for Rong Ting to make a few more friends, which would help him integrate with this time period more quickly. “Okay, Liu laoshi, thank you.”

Liu laoshi handed the phone to Rong Ting. “Rong Ting, do you want to say something else to your mom?”

Rong Ting accepted the phone and retreated to a relatively quieter corner before saying, “Empress Mother, today was an unexpected incident. I don’t really want to stay. Such a thing won’t happen again in the future.”

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