When Song Yuanbao ntioned it, Wen Wan blushed even more, yet she couldn’t contain her curiosity and wanted to know if her husband would like the gift she made for him.
Perhaps to ease the awkwardness, Song Wei didn’t persist on Wen Wan’s gift matter. He stepped forward and took the cloth tiger from her hand.
It was a bit large, enough for a child to sit on directly, and both the color combination and craftsmanship were quite nice.
Song Wei took a glance and asked her, "Is this for Jinbao?"
Wen Wan nodded, "Since we returned from Ningzhou, we haven’t bought any toys for Jinbao. He’s turned a year old and is quite active, so he should like a big cloth tiger."
Song Wei responded with an "Mm", looked up at the sky, "It’s getting late, if there’s nothing else, co ho with !"
After he finished speaking, he turned around, opened the carriage curtain for the mother and son behind him, holding the cloth tiger in one hand.
Wen Wan gazed at the man’s solid back and was moved when she recalled his words, "co ho with ."
Song Yuanbao had already gotten in. Not seeing Wen Wan follow him, Song Wei turned back and saw her staring at him intently.
"What’s wrong?" he asked with a smile.
"Nothing, just give this to !" Wen Wan reached out to take the cloth tiger from his hand.
This is a child’s toy. It was fine for her to hold it, but it seed a bit out of place in his hands.
Song Wei curved his lips into a smile, said nothing, and let the cloth tiger return to her hands.
After getting on the carriage, Song Wei casually asked Song Yuanbao a few questions.
Song Yuanbao’s answers were similar to those Wen Wan had asked earlier.
Song Wei reminded him, "Even though you are younger, there are other students around your age. The Imperial College is stricter than local schools.
There are rules engraved behind the main gate; find so ti to read them properly. Be cautious when interacting with others; true friendship is about understanding, not quantity."
Song Yuanbao rembered each point. When Song Wei paused, he glanced at Wen Wan, hesitating to speak.
Wen Wan said, "Just say whatever you need to, don’t keep looking at , or your father might think I did sothing guilty."
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the man’s scrutinizing gaze fall upon her.
Wen Wan hugged the cloth tiger tightly, sitting as upright as possible, stared straight at the carriage floor, pretending not to notice his gaze.
Song Wei looked over at Song Yuanbao, "What is it?"
Song Yuanbao answered honestly, "It’s nothing much, it’s just that when we first arrived at the Imperial College today, we ran into soone."
Song Wei smiled lightly, "Was it Su Yaoqi?"
Song Yuanbao did not expect that just from his introduction, his father already guessed the person’s identity. Surprised, he asked Song Wei, "How did you know, Father?"
Song Wei said, "It rained earlier, I encountered him when I went to Hongwen Academy to pick up your mother."
"So, you know each other?"
"It was just a brief encounter."
Knowing that Su Yaoqi might have taken an interest in Wanwan, Song Wei was not completely unconcerned but not to the extent of being jealous.
In his eyes, Su Yaoqi was rely an immature child who found people and things beautiful, which was perfectly normal.
If he were to fuss over Su Yaoqi, it would be like comparing himself to a child, sothing unnecessary and unlike his character.
Seeing his father’s indifferent reaction, Song Yuanbao did not pursue the matter further.
The reason he talked about this in front of Wen Wan was not to complain, but he felt it was sothing important enough that it should not be hidden from his father.
Of course, if it shouldn’t be hidden from his father, it certainly shouldn’t be discussed behind his mother’s back.
The best course was to discuss it openly with both of them present.
At the ti, if any bla was to be laid, it could fall on him.
Song Wei looked at his son, who was beginning to grow taller, noticing the childishness fading from his face, and a maturing thought process erging.
As the father who raised him, Song Wei felt comforted.
"In the future, when you co across Su Yaoqi, if he initiates interaction with you, you don’t need to flatter or please him due to his status, nor should you be overly aloof. Just treat it normally."
Song Yuanbao nodded, then suddenly rembered sothing, "Father, I once heard you ntion the Su Family, is this Su Yaoqi we just talked about one of them?"
Song Wei said, "The grudges between adults have nothing to do with you kids; just focus on your studies. As for the rest, there’s no need to worry, you’re too young to handle it anyway."
Song Yuanbao gave an understanding "Oh."
His tone carried a sense of frustration at not being able to grow up quickly enough to help ease his father’s worries.
After that, the carriage fell into silence, and no one spoke until they arrived ho.
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