Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant! by White Moon Lake

Chapter 509: Chapter 509 Isn't that right, Su Lu shuddered at the thought of that scene.

If Song Jining and Xiao Caizi hadn't left just now, and then later on Jing Su and Bo Jingshen both arrived.

The ex-fiancée and the current fiancée gathered under one roof, the ex-fiancé and the current husband as well as the lover all together...

A real-life chaotic scene.

Su Lu quickly drank a big gulp of fruit tea to calm her nerves, and then teasingly looked at Song Boyuan, "Not calling him Big Uncle anymore?" Song Boyuan cleared his throat lightly, "I will call him that when he arrives." The red on Jing Qiao's ears had faded, and she sighed lightly, "It's fine for the younger brother, he's deeply devoted. Originally, it was only to appease Jing Ce that he didn't take that engagement seriously." It sounded like she was making excuses for Bo Jingshen, but Su Lu knew that things were indeed as Jing Qiao had described.

Jing Qiao continued, "But Big Brother seems to have not let go." She was, of course, aware of the recent downcast state of Jing Su.

Su Lu thought to herself that matters of the heart are known best by those who experience their own pain and joy. Whatever others say is useless, and what they see is only one side; there's only so much they can do.

But the fate between people sometimes isn't destroyed by the actions of others.

Fate is just the kind of thing that you can't stop even if you try. Otherwise, it wouldn't be called fate.

Bo Jingshen was driving toward Taiheng Hospital with the phone's navigation connected to the car's Bluetooth. "Turn left at the traffic light intersection in five hundred meters. Please change lanes in advance,” the female voice of the navigation announced in the car.

Bo Jingshen said helplessly, "You said you'd drive me, but now I'm the one driving. I might as well have taken a cab." Jing Su was sitting in the passenger seat, resting his elbow on the car window, propping up his face, and when he heard this, he turned to look at Bo Jingshen, “Didn't I say I would drive? You wouldn't let me.” "Forget it," Bo Jingshen shook his head, "With your lack of rest, I'm worried you'll drive us up onto the curb." Jing Su gave a light smile, "That won't happen. I'm always short on rest, but I've never driven up onto the curb." Bo Jingshen said, “Just think about where we're going to eat later." "I'm not hungry." "I'm hungry, Su Lu is hungry," Bo Jingshen glanced at him, "You can just watch us eat and pay-that's enough." Jing Su smiled, "Alright." The brothers had not grown up together, so logically, they shouldn't have much of a brotherly bond. However, due to their unreliable father, their mutual empathy and shared experiences naturally brought them closer.

Over the years, they had supported each other quite a bit, and as they grew older, Bo Jingshen no longer felt the resistance and hostility toward Jing Su that he had when they first met.

In fact, he had already cto regard him as a brother in his heart.

"So, I have to decide where to eat?" Jing Su asked him.

"Of course," Bo Jingshen frowned, "Whoever pays gets to decide." After a moment's thought, Jing Su said, "Alright, then I'll ask Jing Ruo if she's in Beijing today. If she is, we'll invite her to join us for a meal." Bo Jingshen had no objections to this.

The car was now nearing Taiheng Hospital, and Bo Jingshen was somewhat aware of why Jing Su insisted on driving him there.

So he also had suneasiness in his heart. He surely wouldn't run into Xiao Caizi or Song Jining, would he? But when they reached Song Boyuan's hospital room, they didn't see those two. There was only Song Boyuan browsing on his phone on the hospital bed, and Su Lu and Jing Qiao sitting together on a small sofa by the bed, watching a tablet computer.

Bo Jingshen glanced at Jing Su without leaving a trace, expecting to see disappointment in his eyes, but there was none. He couldn't tell whether Jing Su had grown accustomed to it or what.

Jing Su's eyes were empty.

"Big brother," Jing Qiao stood up when she saw him.

"Why so nervous? Sit down," Jing Su walked in.

Song Boyuan also sat up straight, with a certain seriousness, "Uncle." Jing Su: "..." Feeling a bit helpless, Jing Su turned to glance at Bo Jingshen.

Bo Jingshen said, "Oh, he calls'second uncle."" "Second Uncle," Song Boyuan readily repeated.

Jing Su: "..." It was clear he still wasn't used to seeing this crazed, number one wild card of Beijing's high society suddenly acting so meek and compliant.

Bo Jingshen was already used to it, very calm, walking over to look at the gauze on Song Boyuan's forehead, raising his eyebrows, "Got your noggin cracked open?" "Ah," Song Boyuan responded.

Bo Jingshen asked, “Who's so bold to provoke you?"

"Plenty," Song Boyuan said tonelessly, sometimes there was just O no reasoning to it. He was already NO crazy, how cthere were still people blind enough to stir trouble with him? Not wanting to continue the topic on those irksrelatives, Song Boyuan glanced to the side and said, "Oh, your wife bought you flowers." "Hm?" Bo Jingshen looked towards Su Lu.

There he saw her smiling eyes, "Oh right, I bought you flowers, using Xiao Song's card." As she spoke, Su Lu took out the bouquet she had wrapped earlier and handed it to Bo Jingshen.

Bo Jingshen smiled both helplessly and joyfully, "What does a big man likeneed flowers for..." He said that but still took them and even sniffed them.

Then he carefully placed them back into the gift bag they cin, clearly planning to carry them with him.

Bo Jingshen looked at Song Boyuan, "Alright, later I'll go to dinner with Su Lu and big brother, how about I take Jing Qiao to grab a bite too?"

In the end, it was the project that Song Boyuan had sent which bought course, it Bo Jingshen over, and of could also be that Bo Jingshen began to consider him family after learning about Song Boyuan's feelings for Jing Qiao, however partial.

That's why he was considerate ofSong Boyuan's paranoid protectiveness towarding Qiao in his personality; even inviting her to a simple meal required asking for his opinion. Because of their ttogether in Feng City, Song Boyuan had dropped his guard around Su Lu and Bo Jingshen. Hearing Bo Jingshen's words, he nodded, "Sure." Song Boyuan thought a moment, "After we eat, send her back to rest." Despite his intense desire for Jing Qiao to stay by his side, considering her extraversion to hospitals, Song Boyuan's pity for her prevailed.

But there was still plenty of tbefore the meal, so there was no rush to leave.

Bo Jingshen simply started discussing the project with Song Boyuan, with Jing Su occasionally chiming in.

However, Jing Su seemed rather out of sorts, probably truly in need of rest.

After a while, he stood up, "You two sit, I'm going out for a smoke and will check out the back..." As soon as Jing Su left the ward, Bo Jingshen stopped talking about the project with Song Boyuan and asked, "Going to check out the back? What's out back?" Song Boyuan looked at Bo Jingshen, silent for a few seconds, then said, "Your father is there."