Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 390

Chapter 390: Chapter 390

Su Lu was of course aware that he was her ex-husband, having heard Bo Jingshen mention something about Jing Qiao once.

Su Lu felt that her life had been quite miserable for the past twenty or so years.

But compared to Jing Qiao, it seemed somewhat better, which goes to show that one must not compare oneself with others, or they might actually become content.

Jing Qiao was Jing Ce’s illegitimate daughter, but her life had initially been decent because Jing Qiao’s mother wasn’t as obsessive as Bo Jingshen’s mother.

Jing Qiao’s mother had no such obsessions and never gave birth to her daughter as a means to gain anything from Jing Ce.

It was purely out of an unwillingness to let go of the small life growing inside her. After Jing Qiao was born, she and her mother depended solely on each other. The trouble started as Jing Qiao grew up and became increasingly beautiful.

After seeing her once, Jing Ce started to voluntarily provide child support. Loving her daughter, the mother used the money to nurture her, ensuring she received a better education.

Jing Qiao indeed lived up to expectations, excelling remarkably, not only in ballet but also academically. When it was time for college entrance exams, she didn’t go for an arts-specific exam but took the regular one and got into one of the top universities.

To put it bluntly, not many daughters from wealthy families could match Jing Qiao’s excellence.

And then one day, her mother died suddenly in a traffic accident.

A heavy truck that was overloaded, a driver fatigued from driving, and her gentle mother became a gruesomely disfigured corpse.

Everyone thought it was an accident, with no one paying any attention to why the driver had been on a route he had never taken before, at just the right time.

Then Jing Ce appeared and took her back to the Jing Family home, where what she thought would be paternal love turned out to be a nightmare.

Under his coercion, Jing Qiao found herself trapped.

Her predicament was nearly identical to Su Lu’s; she could only compromise and agree to marry Young Master Song of the Song Family.

But Jing Qiao wasn’t as fortunate; not ten Su Yukans combined could match half of Jing Ce’s cunning and cruelty, and Song Boyuan was not the gentle sort like Gu Xin.

The Song Family was a powerhouse on par with the Jing Family, and the complex relationships and brutal power struggles within were even more vicious.

Song Boyuan’s ability to hold his ground in such conflicts showed that his methods and thoughts were anything but mild.

For someone like Jing Qiao to marry into that kind of family was to be devoured to the point where nothing remained.

So indeed, her later fate became quite notorious even within the circles of Beijing’s elite.

She ended up in a psychiatric hospital, a truly tragic outcome.

If not for Jing Su and Bo Jingshen, her half-brothers from the same father, who had long been discontent with Jing Ce and also sympathized with Jing Qiao’s plight,

she might have really ended up dying in that psychiatric hospital.

Su Lu always believed that the one wanting to harm Jing Qiao was Jing Ce, but she never expected that Song Boyuan would also...

People are born to different fates.

She felt somewhat relieved that, at least, Gu Xin could be considered a good man.

When the car arrived at Boss headquarters, Su Lu saw Bo Jingshen already waiting outside the lobby on the first floor of the building.

He was dressed in a black shirt paired with tailored trousers. Even though he wasn’t wearing a tie or suit jacket, he still looked particularly sharp and spirited.

The sleeves of his shirt were neatly rolled up to his elbows, and on his wrist, he wore a handmade tourbillon watch that was not overly flashy, yet still pricey.

He was looking at the time on his wrist when he lifted his eyes and saw the car driving in.

The serious expression on his face finally relaxed a bit, and he immediately stepped forward to greet her.

Su Lu stopped the car in front of him, and without a second thought, Bo Jingshen walked to the driver’s side and pulled the door open.

Seeing Su Lu sitting in the driver’s seat, unharmed from head to toe, his heart, which had been suspended in his throat, finally settled back into place, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

Su Lu seemed a bit dazed as she looked at him, noticing the deep worry etched in his eyes.

Her heart instantly softened.

"I’m fine," said Su Lu, pausing before adding, "The child is fine too."

Bo Jingshen’s brows were still deeply furrowed as if someone had tied a permanent knot by hand, "This is absolute madness!"

It was only after hanging up the phone that Bo Jingshen realized the gravity of the situation—it was dangerous enough even if Jing Ce hadn’t been involved.

He knew of Song Boyuan as well; only a man equally ruthless could navigate the treacherous den of the Song Family.

For Su Lu to snatch someone from under his nose, if Song Boyuan remembered that, she would be in as much danger as having Jing Ce’s eyes on her.

A wave of fear washed over him, and his palms began to sweat.

Reaching to pull Su Lu towards him, she noticed the dampness of his palm.

"We can’t just turn a blind eye, right? She’s your sister, and Xiao Le was watching," Su Lu said, looking up into Bo Jingshen’s eyes, "The most important thing to teach a child is to lead by example, isn’t it?"

Bo Jingshen looked down, meeting her clear, limpid gaze.

In an instant, his heart turned tender, and he found himself unable to utter any words of reproach.

Jing Qiao had also come out of the car, looking a little timid with her head down, "I’m sorry, brother, I didn’t mean to involve sister-in-law."

Honestly, after experiencing a life like Jing Qiao’s, anyone would become much more pessimistic.

So at that time, Jing Qiao had actually given up struggling, but Su Lu’s sudden appearance had sparked her rebellious spirit, and that’s when she decided to put up a fight.

Of course, Bo Jingshen wouldn’t blame Jing Qiao for this, and when he heard Jing Qiao referring to Su Lu, Bo Jingshen’s heart skipped a beat.

He pressed his fist to his lips and coughed lightly, "Okay, let’s go upstairs to talk."

While saying this, he opened the rear car door, lifted his son out, and casually handed the car keys to the security guard to park.

Zhao Xiaole had never been to Boss’s headquarters before and was very curious, looking all around.

Bo Jingshen called a secretary over to take Zhao Xiaole to play; Boss began as a tech company, and recently their artificial intelligence had been performing very well, with many educational robots that a child of Zhao Xiaole’s age would like.

Su Lu and Jing Qiao followed Bo Jingshen into his office.

"How is it? Is everyone okay?"

As they entered the office, a voice rang out, sounding somewhat familiar.

Su Lu thought for a moment, then remembered it seemed to be Jing Su’s voice.

Jing Qiao naturally recognized the voice too, "Big brother?"

On Bo Jingshen’s computer was a video chat with Jing Su.

At this moment, the image on the computer was projected onto the wall; Jing Su was sitting straight in a suit behind a large mahogany desk, eyes intent and filled with concern.

"Everyone is fine, they have just arrived here," said Bo Jingshen.

"That’s good," Jing Su nodded, "I will have someone investigate the situation you described. If Jing Ce really has a hand in this, we’ll talk about it then. He’s no longer as influential as before, and it’s very likely he can’t reach that far. It’s quite possible it was Song Boyuan..."

Jing Su paused there, seemingly considering Jing Qiao’s feelings.

Jing Qiao herself continued with a faint smile, "It’s likely he does not want to let me go."