Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 123 Fear

Chapter 123: Chapter 123 Fear

Bo Jingshen didn’t speak further, and Jing Ruo didn’t know whether she had managed to persuade him or not.

She glanced at Bo Jingshen in the backseat through the rearview mirror again.

Then she heard Bo Jingshen let out a light sigh, a sound that betrayed neither fatigue nor any other discernible emotion.

His voice was low and soft, "Let’s go."

"Okay," Jing Ruo responded, quickly starting the car and setting off.

During the drive, Bo Jingshen remained silent. No matter how Jing Ruo interpreted his earlier tone, she felt it was tinged with a certain sadness, the kind that was heart-wrenching.

So, after staying silent for a while, Jing Ruo softly tried to console him, "Don’t be upset, it will be better once they leave."

"Who knows when they’ll leave," Bo Jingshen’s voice was still low.

But Jing Ruo could hear a shade of dejection and clear disappointment in it, "Jing Ce is sly like a fox, both of us know that. He’s always scheming... He’s already had someone follow me; if there’s the slightest clue, he’s unlikely to leave easily."

Jing Ruo pursed her lips, at a loss for what to say that could comfort him. In the years that Bo Jingshen had been abroad, he had managed to stay well beyond the reach of Jing Ce’s influence. But she had always been within that scope, so she knew all too well how Jing Ce operated.

Thus, she didn’t know what to say that could comfort or persuade Bo Jingshen.

She could only offer a dry consolation, "They’ll leave eventually, right? He can’t possibly stay in Feng City forever. Do you think he’s like me, a loafer with no job to speak of? The Jing Family has so many matters to attend to; he can’t stay for long."

Bo Jingshen remained silent.

Yet the emotions inside him found no relief.

He missed Su Lu.

A lot.

He wasn’t made of iron or a liver of steel; he too could worry, he too could be afraid.

In the past, while he was abroad, he had been wholly devoted to his career, acting as if he feared nothing.

But now, it seemed he feared everything.

He feared that Jing Ce, a sly character, would have some sinister plot that could harm her.

He also feared that, by maintaining a safe distance like this, over time, Su Lu might be taken away by someone else...

After all, she was so wonderful.

So wonderful that... someone else merely glancing at her felt like robbery to him.

Jing Ruo spoke softly, "Brother."

Bo Jingshen lifted his gaze and looked at her.

Jing Ruo said, "Just bear with it a little longer."

Bo Jingshen pursed his lips and said nothing.

And the car that had been following them continued to trail behind from a distance.

The man in the passenger seat dialed a number.

After three rings, the call was picked up; the voice on the other end was stern, its calm bordering on indifference, unvarying in its inflections.

"Go ahead."

Though they were paid to do a job and had seen many people of high status, there were very few who could instill reverence and wariness with a voice so stern and indifferent, like this middle-aged man.

His voice was instinctively much more respectful, "Sir, he has already left the residential area, did not meet with anyone during that time, just parked the car there for a while. He’s come out now, and judging by the route, he’s probably heading back to his place. Should we keep following him?"

The other end went silent for a few seconds before responding indifferently, "Continue following."

"Okay, I’ll report back to you if there are any new developments."

Jing Ce on the other end didn’t pause for a moment and hung up the phone directly.

Zhou Xiaochu sat nearby, quite curious about the content of the call but also too intimidated by Jing Ce’s authority to ask.

She had always feared Jing Ce.

Whether it was when she was a young mistress to Jing Ce or now, as his wife.

When she was his mistress, Jing Ce always preferred those who were quiet and obedient. Back then, Zhou Xiaochu had played her part well, and consequently reaped quite a few benefits from him.

It was only later when her heart grew bolder, and she found herself pregnant, that she began foolishly dreaming of her child bringing her status. This beautiful dream was shattered before it even had a chance to last long.

Jing Ce was never the type to be threatened by a woman’s pregnancy. Back then, he had no intention of showing mercy; his plan was either to get rid of Zhou Xiaochu or at the very least the child in her womb.

If it weren’t for Jing Ce’s legally married wife having the whim to spare Zhou Xiaochu, she wouldn’t even know now which lonely ghost she’d be on some mountain.

Zhou Xiaochu understood all this, which is why she had always been quite wary of Jing Ce.

Although she had long since reached the position she once dreamed of, she was still afraid.

That’s why, even though she often blustered with borrowed authority, if Jing Ce really became irritated, even if he merely frowned, Zhou Xiaochu couldn’t help but shiver.

At this moment, she wanted to ask but dared not, her eyes invariably darting towards Jing Ce’s mobile phone.

Jing Ce’s mood appeared to be alright, even though it was indiscernible from his stern and indifferent expression.

But he took the initiative to say to Zhou Xiaochu, "You shouldn’t always keep Cai Zi here attending to us old folks. What’s the point?"

Zhou Xiaochu’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, immediately understanding his implication. She broke into a smile and quickly responded, "Yes, exactly."

She turned her head to look at Xiao Caizi skillfully making tea, "Xiaozi."

Xiao Caizi smiled gently, having prepared two cups of tea, pushed them towards Jing Ce and Zhou Xiaochu, "Uncle, Auntie, it’s fine. At home, I often accompany my parents for tea too."

"It’s not about the unsuitability of keeping company for tea, it’s just that young people also have their own activities," Jing Ce said.

Zhou Xiaochu quickly agreed, "Yes, yes, you’ve accompanied us for quite a while. I’ll give Jingshen a call, and you young folks can go and have some fun."

Hearing this, Xiao Caizi merely smiled and looked down, appearing somewhat shy, but without any sign of refusal.

Zhou Xiaochu picked up her phone and dialed Bo Jingshen’s number, but the call wouldn’t go through.

Zhou Xiaochu frowned deeply, and Jing Ce obviously noticed her expression, speaking lightly, "Call Jing Ruo."

"That’s right." Reminded by him, Zhou Xiaochu immediately called Jing Ruo.

Of course, Jing Ruo’s phone was reachable, and after a few rings, she answered.

However, her voice sounded somewhat awkward, "Ah, Aunt Zhou, what can I do for you...?"

Zhou Xiaochu didn’t have a good impression of this lowly niece. Honestly, she hadn’t come from a noble background herself, but since taking her position, she felt as though her tone had risen.

Even though Jing Ruo had been part of the Jing Family longer than she had, Zhou Xiaochu looked down on this lowly niece.

Therefore, her tone carried a bit of condescension as that of an elder.

"Jing Ruo, you’re with Jingshen right now, aren’t you?" Zhou Xiaochu asked.

Jing Ruo evasively replied, "Is there something you need, Aunt Zhou?"

Before Zhou Xiaochu could speak, Jing Ce interrupted coldly from the side, "Cai Zi is new here, so you guys should take her out to have some fun. Don’t always stick with your brother all the time; you’re all grown up, no need for these little cliques."