Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 389

Chapter 389: Chapter 389

Zhao Xiaole really acted like a child, only showing that children are just like that; they seem to not know fear when their mother is around.

Seeing Su Lu driving so fiercely, as if it were a scene from a movie, Zhao Xiaole even felt thrilled when the car screeched to a halt in front of Jing Qiao.

Zhao Xiaole even let out a little whoop in a low voice.

Su Lu, listening to this from the front, thought to herself, "Sweetie, do you realize what’s happening, and you’re whooping?"

But of course, Su Lu had no time to complain about her son at the moment.

The window tint on Su Lu’s car was quite effective, so the two men couldn’t see inside the vehicle.

Jing Qiao, however, recognized the voice; it was... Su Lu!

The woman who she should call sister-in-law, Jing Qiao glanced at the car next to her and saw the silhouette of that man, it seemed like her deepest nightmare, the demon hidden at the bottom of her heart.

Jing Qiao bit her lip, and while the two men who were trying to pull her into their car were distracted by Su Lu’s voice, she broke free with a violent tug and rushed to Su Lu’s car door, opening the passenger door and diving in.

There was no waiting for her to get settled; Su Lu didn’t even wait for her to close the door before slamming the accelerator and speeding off.

Thrown off balance, Jing Qiao fell onto the seat, her chin hitting hard against the edge of the console, immediately forming a visibly swollen bruise, a painful-looking purple lump.

But Jing Qiao just furrowed her eyebrows slightly, as if she didn’t feel much pain.

Only then did she settle herself, close the car door, and fasten her seatbelt.

Despite having just gone through such an intense ordeal, her movements were calm and methodical.

This left Su Lu somewhat surprised; wasn’t she too composed?

"Are you okay?" Su Lu asked, no longer hiding the fact that she knew her identity.

Jing Qiao gave her a faint smile and nodded her head, "I’m fine, thank you, sister-in-law."

"I’m not..." Su Lu started to refute the title, but considering the circumstances just moments ago, now wasn’t the time to fuss over a title.

So Su Lu didn’t dwell on the title and asked with a furrowed brow, "What happened just now? Who were those people?"

Su Lu had heard something about Jing Ce’s actions, so her first thought was whether it could be his doing.

"It’s your father?"

Jing Qiao shook her head, "No. They are people looking for me."

There was a sadness on her face that showed a pitiable, somewhat melancholic temperament; it was this current expression of sadness, diluted many times over, that became that light melancholy.

And right now, the amplified sadness on her face made her usual slightly melancholic air seem even more pitiful.

With a twisted furrow on her brow, Su Lu exclaimed, "Kidnapping in broad daylight? Is there no law and order left in society?"

Busy driving, Su Lu didn’t have a free hand to make a call, so she said, "Call Bo Jingshen, Xiao Le, you call Bo Jingshen."

"Oh... oh!" Zhao Xiaole promptly nodded.

Jing Qiao said, "It’s okay, I’ll make the call."

Unable to help himself, Zhao Xiaole asked, "But... mom, how do you know this auntie’s name?"

Zhao Xiaole’s little mind, of course, wasn’t filled with twists and turns, and hearing Jing Qiao offer to make the call, he looked at her again and asked, "Do you have Ah Shen’s phone number?"

Jing Qiao gave him a gentle smile in return, "I do. Sorry, I didn’t tell you earlier..."

Just then, the call connected.

Bo Jingshen’s voice came through, "What’s going on?"

"Brother," Jing Qiao paused, then said, "I’m with Su Lu right now."

Bo Jingshen paused on the other end, his voice growing heavier, "What happened?"

"I have it on speakerphone," Jing Qiao pressed the speakerphone button.

Su Lu said, "I’m driving to your company now because I’m afraid the people behind us might follow. I’ll head to your place first and then explain. Are you at the company?"

Bo Jingshen couldn’t sit still anymore at the other end, his voice suddenly very tense, "What’s going on? What happened? I’m at the company."

"...Brother," Jing Qiao took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and her voice was hoarse, "Song Boyuan... he’s found us."

Bo Jingshen was silent on the other end and, after a moment, asked, "How much longer until you arrive?"

Jing Qiao wasn’t familiar with the routes in Feng City, so she didn’t know how much longer it would take and could only look to Su Lu for an answer.

Su Lu replied calmly, "No more than fifteen minutes."

"Okay, I’ll wait for you downstairs."

Bo Jingshen finished speaking and then ended the call.

The car became suddenly quiet. Su Lu looked at Zhao Xiaole through the rearview mirror, "Son, meet someone new. This is Aunt Xiaoqiao."

Zhao Xiaole never had an aunt before, especially since he only recently got to have a dad.

But he’d learned clearly from when he was little, listening to the song in the rocking car about what to call dad’s dad, dad’s brothers, and dad’s sisters.

And having heard Jing Qiao earlier on the phone calling Bo Jingshen ’brother,’ he naturally understood Jing Qiao’s identity.

He nodded obediently, "Hello, Aunt Xiaoqiao." He was a bit confused, "But why didn’t you say so earlier?"

"I was afraid it might be too sudden for you," Jing Qiao smiled and reached to take off a pendant from her neck. It was a tear-shaped silver pendant and looked very pretty. "Aunt doesn’t have anything valuable to give you. For our first meeting, this is for you."

Jing Qiao turned and reached into the back seat, hanging the pendant around Zhao Xiaole’s neck, looking somewhat embarrassed, "Aunt doesn’t have anything good to give you, don’t look down on it."

She had far less than nothing good to give to Zhao Xiaole.

In truth, she had escaped with nothing but herself, without any luggage.

Now, all her living expenses were being covered by Bo Jingshen. With Bo Jingshen’s wealth, of course, he didn’t mind providing for an extra sister. However, giving Zhao Xiaole something that belonged to Bo Jingshen as a meeting gift somehow didn’t seem to truly convey her own feelings.

After all, Bo Jingshen was Zhao Xiaole’s father. In the end, everything Bo Jingshen owned would naturally belong to Zhao Xiaole.

Thinking it over, the only thing she had left to give as a gift was this pendant.

Actually, it was a very important item to her... otherwise, she wouldn’t have carried it with her when she brought nothing else.

But it seemed, it wasn’t something she couldn’t part with.

After experiencing too much pain and despair, everything seemed to become indifferent. It was as if there was nothing she couldn’t let go of, even life itself.

"Thank you, Aunt!" Zhao Xiaole touched the pendant and grinned, pulling a lollipop from his pocket, "I’ll give you this."

Once the aunt and nephew had finished their introductions, Su Lu finally turned to Jing Qiao with a serious expression, "About what you just mentioned, that Song Boyuan..."

"Oh..." Jing Qiao gave a faint smile, one that did not reach her eyes, which held only desolation, "He’s my ex-husband."