Song Yuan had a lot of friends, but only three of them could be called bosom friends.
This was a friendship from kindergarten to now. In addition to Xie Ya, there was also Zhang Man and Tang Shi. Zhang Man settled down in Harbor City after graduation. This time, he had time to come back to worship his ancestors. As for Tang Shi, she went to study in Australia a few years ago and only came back once a year.
The four of them discussed and in the end, she was the driver to drive to the neighboring city. Tang Shi's house was very close to hers, so she went to pick up Tang Shi first.
Tang Shi had short hair since junior high school. She was very straightforward. If others didn't know her gender, they would think that she was a handsome guy.
Song Yuan parked the car at the entrance of Tang Shi's neighborhood. After a while, Tang Shi came out from inside. Song Yuan's eyes were fixed on her.
Tang Shi rushed over, picked up Song Yuan, and twirled her around. The two girls laughed happily in this winter.
"Oh my god, why do I feel that you're more handsome than last year!" After getting into the car, Song Yuan was still amazed. "I almost don't recognize you."
Tang Shi originally had a neutral appearance. Now that she was wearing a black down jacket and had short hair, she was really handsome.
Of course, Tang Shi liked to wear men's clothes, just like some men liked to wear women's clothes. Tang Shi had a boyfriend of several years and was about to get engaged.
Tang Shi sat in the front passenger seat and laughed. "It's just an illusion. You haven't seen me for too long. But then again, sister, we're not flattering each other. Are you in a relationship? I feel that you're exuding a woman's aura. "
Song Yuan looked like she had nothing to live for. "If you just say that I'm old, I'll find it easier to accept."
She was indeed old. The age on her ID card was 23 years old, but in fact …
But it was not a big problem! She felt that her skin condition was still very good after going through beauty treatments. She had no psychological burden to pretend to be young.
"I'm not saying that you're old. I just feel that you're different from before. You've become more mature. "
After all, they had been good friends for many years. She could still see the changes in Song Yuan at a glance.
Song Yuan could only sigh silently in his heart that Tang Shi's eyes were still so sharp. She could see through him at a glance. Yes, how could she not be mature? She stayed in ancient times for a few years and even gave birth to a child …
The two of them were about to leave as they talked. Before Song Yuan started the car, she casually put her phone into her coat pocket. Suddenly, she felt that she had touched something. She took it out and was a little surprised. It was a black card.
Thinking about it carefully, she knew that it was Yung Heng's card. Then, when did he put it in?
Obviously, this was not the time to think about this problem. Song Yuan saw that Tang Shi was looking down at her phone and replying to messages. She did not notice her, so she quickly took the card back.
If Tang Shi saw it, then the following gathering would definitely turn into an interrogation session. They would think of a way to get the truth out of her mouth.
After the four of them met up, they prepared to set off to the neighboring city. They were all in the same province and were not far from each other. If the whole journey was on the highway, it would be less than 100 kilometers away. They could get there quickly by car.
Xie Ya booked a villa with a hot spring. There were enough rooms, and the environment was also very good.
The four of them had not gathered together for a long time. They teamed up to play games, sang songs, drank, and chatted in the villa. Time passed very quickly. Song Yuan almost put all of her worries aside and did not think about anything. It was as if she had returned to her school days. Her mood was unexpectedly relaxed.
Unlike Song Yuan, who was so happy that she forgot about her home, the father and son had a very dull day. They spent the whole day in the book bar. It was not easy to wait until the afternoon. Only then did Yung Heng breathe a sigh of relief. In the palace, there were people who took care of Rong Ting's daily life. He almost never spent the whole day with him like today. There were still many things to worry about when taking care of a child, such as eating, sleeping, and reading.
Dinner was eaten in the hotel restaurant where Yung Heng was staying. The father and son were not used to Western food. Fortunately, the hotel restaurant was a buffet service, and the dishes were very rich. Rong Ting liked this way very much. He could eat a lot of the food he liked. After dinner, when his father was not paying attention, he could even eat an ice cream cake. It was simply perfect.
Without Song Yuan around, the father and son began to eat and continue the ancient rule of not talking while eating.
When they walked out of the restaurant and were about to go upstairs to their room, Yung Heng raised his hand to look at his watch. He pretended to be casual and said, "Your mother should be where she went."
"Yes." Rong Ting casually replied, "Mother said that it would be very fast if they drove. I think they will arrive at noon."
It was already evening.
"Is that so? I don't know if your mother has eaten yet. "
"It's already past 6 o 'clock. Even if she hasn't eaten yet, she must be preparing to eat."
When they returned to their room, Yung Heng closed the door and said, "Do you want to video call her?"
Rong Ting took off his schoolbag and took out his tablet from his small schoolbag. He glanced at his father and shook his head. "No need. Mother will be back tomorrow night."
He was not a clingy child. He had just been separated from his mother for a day, and he had his own things to do. Moreover, his mother was going out to play with her friends. He did not want to call her and disturb her. He hoped that his mother would be able to have a good time.
Yung Heng did not expect him to answer like this. He was silent for a moment. In any case, he did not say anything else. He silently returned to his desk to read.
Rong Ting noticed his father's abnormality.
He hesitated for a moment. Holding his tablet, he poked his head out to look at the desk. He gathered his courage and asked, "Father, do you miss mother?"
Yung Heng looked up at him. His expression was calm. The corners of his mouth twitched. "If I say yes, will you video call her?"
Rong Ting thought for a moment. In the end, he shook his head honestly. "No. I feel that I should do my own things. I don't miss mother very much yet. I can still endure it. If father misses mother, you can call her yourself. You have a phone too. "
"Mm, I understand."
Rong Ting did not care. He did not know what was going on between his father and mother. It was not good for him to interfere. After saying this, he returned to the sofa. He turned on his tablet and focused on watching his favorite documentaries and Animal World.
Yung Heng stared at his phone on the table. The screen flickered on and off. After sitting in a daze for nearly half an hour, he picked up his phone and stood up. Before he left, he said to Rong Ting, "I'm going out for a while. Stay in the room and don't go anywhere. If there's anything, you can call Sun Qiming."
"Okay." Rong Ting looked up and replied. He could not wait to watch the documentary again.
He also made a small mistake. Was Imperial Father going to call Imperial Mother?
After coming here, he realized that his father was not what he had imagined. It turned out that his father was also a liar. It turned out that his father was also indecisive.
After Yung Heng left the room, he unlocked his phone as he walked towards the elevator. He habitually opened his WeChat Moments to see if she had posted anything. His long and slender fingers casually swiped across the screen. When he reached the elevator, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Song Yuan had just posted on WeChat Moments ten minutes ago. There were nine pictures attached.
[Today is also a super happy day!]
Among the nine pictures, there was one that stood out. She was leaning her head on the back of a young man. The young man was washing fruits. The two of them turned their heads to look at the camera and smiled. Their posture was intimate.
Yung Heng's expression was frosty. His jaw was tense, his eyes were dark, and his entire body emitted an extremely cold aura.
He had never understood why she was still so cold to him when he came to her world. There was no imperial power, no Meng Qingrong, and no imperial concubines that she cared about. It was as if he could no longer move her at all. He did not dare to believe that she had already fallen in love with someone else. But for someone as cautious as her when it came to relationships, if she did not like this young man, why would she lean on his back so intimately?
If she really fell in love with someone else, what should he do? What could he do?
Back in the palace, although he was very jealous of her concern for Meng Qingrong, he also knew better than anyone that she only had feelings for Meng Qingrong as a brother and not as a woman. He had always been very confident in her feelings. He knew that she liked him, but after coming here, he began to feel uncertain.
Yung Heng closed his eyes. He turned around and opened them again. His eyes were still cold.
He came to the door of a room and raised his hand to knock. The door quickly opened.
Sun Qiming was surprised to see that the person standing at the door was his boss. Before he could ask what was going on, he heard Yung Heng say in a deep voice, "Go and find out where she is right now."
Him? Her?
Sun Qiming noticed that his boss's expression was not very friendly. There was even a hint of murderous intent. He quivered and immediately realized that the "her" his boss was talking about must be Miss Song.
"Okay, I'll go and find out right away."
Yung Heng glanced at him and walked straight into the room.
Sun Qiming was very efficient. After twenty or thirty minutes, he finally found out that Song Yuan was at a resort in a neighboring city.
Yung Heng was sitting in a chair with his eyes closed. He was thinking about a problem. When he heard Sun Qiming's report, he said in a low voice, "Send me there."
Sun Qiming thought he had misheard. After all, it was already past seven o 'clock in the evening. "Now?"
"Yes, now." Yung Heng looked up at him. He had already regained his usual calmness.
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