Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 367 You Fill in Whatever

Chapter 367: Chapter 367 You Fill in Whatever

After leaving Jiang Li’s house, Bo Jingshen took the car keys and sat in the driver’s seat.

Su Lu took the passenger seat and buckled her seatbelt before saying, "I saw Ying Xi downstairs at the hospital."

"I saw him too," Bo Jingshen raised his eyebrows and said as he drove away, "More than that, he came up and spoke to me."

"Ah?" Su Lu was somewhat surprised, "What did he say?"

"What else could he say?" Bo Jingshen smiled, "I had just arrived at the track and seen Ah Li run a lap, and he crashed on the second lap. Ying Xi was there too; he had seen Ah Li crash but just followed the ambulance to the hospital, a fact Jiang Li is unaware of."

Su Lu felt helpless. Jiang Li still wore a deeply aggrieved expression, thinking his act of suffering had gone unnoticed, but in reality, it had already been seen.

"Are you not going to tell him?" Su Lu asked.

"Who? Jiang Li? Ying Xi asked me not to," Bo Jingshen shrugged, "Even though Jiang Li is my friend, since I agreed to Ying Xi, it wouldn’t be right to disclose it, otherwise, what would I be?"

Su Lu also felt it was better this way, their issues could only be resolved by themselves.

Su Lu asked, "Did you agree to Ah Li to take care of Ying Xi?"

"I’ll mention it to Jiang Su at most, just to ensure Ying Xi’s safety, so neither Jiang Su nor Jiang He will go after him. But what they say to him is beyond my control," Bo Jingshen had already made his judgment.

Su Lu felt this was also appropriate and nodded.

Bo Jingshen dropped her off at her home, not even mentioning her plan to take the kids to Three Gardens.

"Well, I’m heading back," Su Lu waved at him.

"Mhm, rest early," Bo Jingshen said with a smile. He watched her enter the building and get into the elevator before he started his car to leave. However, as he was about to exit the residential area, he saw some unexpected guests waiting there.

Bo Jingshen stopped the car, quietly watching Su Zhe and Qiao Li standing ahead.

Su Zhe’s expression was neither cold nor warm, showing no clear emotion and seemingly not intending to speak to him; he just briefly said something to Qiao Li.

Qiao Li nodded, then they both approached, though Su Zhe went straight into the residential area while Qiao Li stopped by the passenger window and knocked.

The window slowly rolled down.

Bo Jingshen silently looked at him. Qiao Li said, "Can we talk for a bit?"

Bo Jingshen didn’t respond, but the sound of the car door unlocking was heard, and Qiao Li opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Bo Jingshen hit the gas and drove off.

They went directly to the river. The summer night by the river was cool, with runners huffing by, a breeze in their wake. Some people were night fishing with rods on the railings.

Bo Jingshen found a spot where fewer people were gathered and sat down.

Qiao Li sat next to him.

Bo Jingshen then turned to look at him, "What do you want to talk about?"

"President Bo, I’ve never harbored any ill intentions towards you," Qiao Li began.

Bo Jingshen looked at him lightly, "Isn’t that normal? I don’t have any..."

Qiao Li interrupted, "You’ve been hindering me in my official duties, trapping me out of town, while you take the opportunity to pester Su Lu incessantly, and you still dare say you have no ill intentions toward me?"

Bo Jingshen raised his eyebrows, "You should let me finish, that’s basic manners. What I meant to say was, I don’t have any favorable opinion of you either."

Bo Jingshen looked at him coldly, "Someone who wants to take away my woman and child, honestly, the fact that I haven’t used more aggressive methods against you is already my respect and restraint."

Qiao Li, a typically mild-mannered person, even if upset, wouldn’t show excessive rage. However, his currently calm tone still carried a chill, signalling his mood was decidedly not good.

"Your woman and child? What did you do when they needed you the most? When Su Lu needed you the most, you pushed her away. Now, how dare you, so blatantly, re-enter their lives?" Qiao Li said.

"So, you took advantage of the situation," Bo Jingshen looked at him coldly, "I could thank you for having taken care of them, but I pretty much understand the purpose of your coming to talk to me."

"You are afraid of losing. And you realize you might lose, so you came here to put on a brave front," Bo Jingshen looked into Qiao Li’s eyes, clearly seeing a hint of panic in those gentle eyes, a panic of being exposed.

Bo Jingshen continued, "I’m not like you, I never actively seek you out to say anything, I’m not afraid of losing, and even if I realize I might lose, I’ve never panicked, because I have a lifetime to spend with Su Lu, I can afford it, can you?"

Qiao Li, "I..."

"You just feel that, at over thirty years old, not having achieved a result yet, you can’t keep it up. You’re caught up in calculating gains and losses," Bo Jingshen said, reaching into his pocket.

"You don’t need to put on an act here, you know I won’t back down, and you’re just barely holding on. Coming to talk to me like this is also giving yourself a pretext to exit with a clear conscience, to convince both yourself and others that you’re not intentionally giving up on your longstanding perseverance, but rather, it’s because I, Bo Jingshen, am too despicable and unscrupulous. Right?"

Bo Jingshen smiled faintly, "I appreciate that you once earnestly cared for and loved Zhao Xiaole and Su Lu, so I’ll give you this chance. I, Bo Jingshen, despicable and unscrupulous, hope you can leave my woman and child."

He took his hand out of his pocket, holding a checkbook and a Montblanc pen, "Fill it in however you like. Any not too outrageous amount, I can accept; these years, without a wife and children by my side, I’ve been poor except for money."

Qiao Li stared at him, not taking the checkbook or pen, just staring at Bo Jingshen, then abruptly stood up and quickly walked away.

From his retreating figure, one could almost sense a rush of disarray.

Bo Jingshen paused for a moment before slowly putting the checkbook and pen back into his pocket. He felt like having a cigarette but remembered Zhao Xiaole disliked him smoking.

So, he searched his pocket, which long since had no cigarettes, just a pack of strawberry-flavored gum.

He took a piece, put it in his mouth, gazing at the stars above, casually chewing.

Humming a song softly.

"Come back, come back and grow old with me, alright? No need to be the hero of the world, just a hug, alright, the brightest stars I have already seen..."