A few days later, the results of the paternity test came out. Song Haiping even drove to the agency to get the paper report. When he saw the results confirming that Rong Ting and his daughter Song Yuan were mother and son, Song Haiping sat in the safety passage and smoked. When he was young, he smoked and drank heavily to accompany clients. Under his daughter's persuasion, he had begun to pay attention to his health.
Although he was mentally prepared that Rong Ting was his grandson, Song Haiping still panicked when the results came out.
What should he do with this child? What about his daughter's future?
Most single mothers had it so hard. Why did such a thing happen to his daughter?
At this moment, Song Haiping even had a thought in his heart: Rong Ting was the child of the Song family, so he had to acknowledge him. But he couldn't acknowledge him under his daughter's name.
He had already thought about it a long time ago. He would never remarry in this lifetime. Everything under his name would be left to his only daughter. He was almost fifty years old, so he didn't care about reputation. If he acknowledged Rong Ting under his name, he would let Rong Ting and his daughter become siblings in name. This way, no one would gossip about his daughter, and his daughter would not be affected when she wanted to get married and have children in the future.
Fathers were all selfish. Song Haiping would always love his daughter the most. He couldn't care less about others. He just wanted his daughter to have a happy future.
Once this thought came to his mind, Song Haiping hurriedly put out the cigarette, took out his phone from his pocket, and dialed Song Yuan's number.
Song Yuan was at work. When she saw that the caller ID was her father, she picked up the phone and walked out of the office. When she reached a place where there was no one around, she picked up the phone. "Dad, I'm at work."
"Yuanyuan, Dad thought about it. Rong Ting's household registration is a problem. Without it, he can't go to school," Song Haiping said in a relaxed tone. "You're only 22 years old now. You still have a long life ahead of you …"
Before Song Haiping could finish, Song Yuan stopped smiling and interrupted him, "Dad, I won't send Gugu away."
"Look at what you're saying. He's also a child of our Song family. Why would Dad send him away? Dad still has to provide for him to study and become a talent."
"Dad, I'm your daughter. I know what you want to say." It was very appropriate to say that a daughter knew her father best. "You want Rong Ting to settle down as my brother, right? Dad, there's no need. There's really no need. You don't know how sensitive Gugu is. If I do this, it's equivalent to not acknowledging him. He'll remember it for the rest of his life. "
"He's still young. What would he know?"
Song Yuan was unexpectedly insistent. "Anyway, no. Dad, I'm already so old. Gugu is my son and my responsibility. I have no reason to avoid it. We'll talk about the future later. Although I don't know what happened, Gugu was right. I've already abandoned him once. If I don't acknowledge him now, "she paused, her throat dry." It's too unfair to him. He's still a child. "
Although they had only known each other for such a short time, she still felt that she had traveled to ancient times. She must have thought carefully before giving birth to Gugu. As a parent, how could she not take good care of her child and be responsible for him when she brought him into this world without his consent?
She didn't know why she abandoned her child, but since Gugu had worked so hard to appear in her life, she shouldn't avoid it and shouldn't hurt him. After all, he was still a child.
Song Haiping heard his daughter's words and couldn't help but fall silent.
Yuanyuan's temperament seemed soft, but in fact, when she was persistent, she was more stubborn than anyone else.
"Let's not talk about this for now. When your mother comes back from Harbor City and knows about it, the three of us can have a good discussion." Now, the person who avoided this issue was Song Haiping.
***
Although Song Haiping felt that Rong Ting was a burden and trouble for his daughter, his body was more honest than his mind. During this period of time, he happened to have nothing to do, so he consciously helped Song Yuan take care of the child.
Rong Ting now had no identity and no household registration. It was difficult for him to go to kindergarten. Of course, with his character, it would be difficult for him to blend in with the children in kindergarten.
With Song Haiping around, Song Yuan was relieved. At least she didn't have to worry about Rong Ting being alone at home when she went to work.
The relationship between Song Haiping and Rong Ting was also very delicate. The two of them quarreled almost every day. Song Yuan often teased them, saying that they were "two children debating day."
Originally, if there was such a person in Rong Ting's life, he would definitely hate it. But now, he still went out with Song Haiping every day, either to the supermarket or to Song Haiping's company. He didn't seem to be reluctant.
Now, Rong Ting would no longer call Song Haiping "grandfather" in a serious manner.
Song Haiping didn't let him call him that outside. He was still selfish and didn't want others to know that his daughter was pregnant out of wedlock, and the child was so big.
Rong Ting didn't care very much. He just asked with a look of displeasure, "Then how should I address you?"
Song Haiping thought for a while and said, "Your mother used to call me Old Song for a period of time. You can call me that too."
Rong Ting was flabbergasted, "Imperial Mother is actually so …" Disrespectful to her elders?
Song Haiping laughed, "Look at your surprised little face. I don't even mind. This means that Yuanyuan and I have a good relationship!"
"I refuse." Rong Ting didn't agree. If the civil and military officials knew that he called his grandfather Old Song, he would be scolded to death!
"In any case, you can't call me grandfather outside, and you can't call me grandfather."
Rong Ting rolled his eyes in his heart. Do you think I care?
"Since grandfather has made such a sincere request, then I can only comply with your wishes." Rong Ting cleared his throat, "Old Song, I'm hungry."
Song Haiping, "… Fine, I owed you and your mother in my previous life."
Because Song Haiping always brought Rong Ting around, there were rumors unknowingly. It wasn't as if the employees hadn't discussed in private that the little boy in the ancient costume was definitely Chief Song's youngest son! Song Haiping also had relatives in the company. When these relatives heard the rumors, their first reaction was to call Song Yuan.
Among them, Song Yuan's cousin looked as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He said to Song Yuan, "Yuanyuan, your father is really arrogant now. He's bringing his youngest son everywhere. No, when did uncle get married and have a child? Why don't we know about it? But Yuanyuan, you have to be careful. This company and this supermarket cannot fall into the hands of others. Hurry up and come to the company! That child's mother will definitely urge him to snatch your assets!!! "
It had to be said that the Song family members were really imaginative and loved to fill in the blanks.
Song Yuan had a good relationship with her cousins. In the old Song family, her grandparents were impartial and got along very well. They didn't like to cause trouble.
Song Yuan couldn't directly tell her cousin that Rong Ting was her son. Before her mother came back and didn't know about this, it was best not to let anyone else know …
"Brother, I've seen that child before. He's not my father's child. My father just brought him around for fun. "
Her cousin still didn't believe her. "But Yuanyuan, don't worry. I'll keep an eye on the company. That child is probably still in kindergarten and doesn't have the ability to fight with you for the family assets. Don't worry, I'll find out who the child's mother is!"
Song Yuan, "…"
Alright, this could be considered as letting her father take the blame for the time being.
Song Haiping brought Rong Ting to work in his office. He was video-calling his friends in Beijing. He bought a lot of books and an iPad for Rong Ting. Rong Ting was very smart. At first, he didn't know how to play, but after Song Haiping demonstrated it in front of him a few times, he knew everything. However, Song Haiping still remembered what his daughter said. With a serious expression, he said to Rong Ting, "Yuanyuan said that you can only watch for 20 minutes at a time."
"Old Song, who are you talking to?" the friend on the other end of the video call asked.
Song Haiping then looked away. "It's a relative's child. Let's continue talking about us. What's the situation with the Xie family now?"
Song Haiping was preparing to open his supermarket and company in Beijing, but Beijing was deep. A few years ago, he offended a relative of the Xie family. He was really afraid that someone would cause trouble, so he was especially concerned about the internal situation of the Xie family during this period.
"The crown prince of the Xie family has been found," the friend said.
Song Haiping looked a little annoyed. "Didn't they say that he's definitely dead?"
He had offended a relative of the Xie family, and the person behind him was the crown prince of the Xie family. If the crown prince died, the Xie family's collateral branch would definitely not dare to cause any more trouble.
"He's very lucky, but I heard that he was seriously injured when he was found. He was resuscitated several times in the hospital. His life shouldn't be in danger now." The friend lowered his voice again. "I also asked the people in the hospital to find out. The crown prince is awake, but I heard that he can't speak."
Song Haiping was surprised. "He's mute?"
"I don't know if his vocal cords are damaged or if he was stimulated. In any case, he can't speak now and doesn't like to talk to people. Everyone in the Xie family is worried sick. "
Song Haiping clicked his tongue. "I'll be blind if I listen to you here. Forget it, I'll go to Beijing in two days."
It was a good opportunity to bring the little country bumpkin at home to see the world.
"Alright, I'll warmly welcome you when the time comes."
At the same time, the VIP room in the hospital in the capital was very quiet. Only the sound of medical equipment could be heard. Xie Yanjun pushed open the door and entered. He saw his eldest son sitting on the bed.
His mood was very complicated. Everyone said that it was his youngest son who schemed against his eldest son, resulting in his eldest son's whereabouts being unknown. The family spent a few months and expended a lot of manpower and resources before finding his eldest son. But his eldest son had been seriously injured, especially his head. When they found him, his eldest son had been sent to the local hospital, and the doctors were still trying to save him …
This time, he took advantage of the fact that his wife and parents were not around to come over. He also wanted to speak up for his youngest son.
"A-Heng, Xie Xuan is not that bold. He really likes you as an older brother. It's impossible for him to do anything to hurt you. This time, your grandfather, mother, and maternal grandfather want to punish Xie Xuan. I have no objections, but they can't go too far. In any case, Xie Xuan is your younger brother."
He naturally wanted to protect his youngest son. Although his youngest son was born from an outside woman and could not enter the Xie family's genealogy, he was still his son.
He also had a bit of confidence. In the past, his eldest son was very filial and always listened to his words.
Xie Yanjun looked at his eldest son, Xie Heng.
He saw that his son had already raised his head and glanced at him. For some reason, Xie Yanjun could not help but feel a chill run down his spine.
That gaze was clearly very calm, but this glance gave him a feeling of "my son knows what I'm thinking, but I can no longer see through my son."
When he left the room, Xie Yanjun finally noticed that something was off. He felt that his eldest son had changed.
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