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

Chapter 541: Chapter 541 If one were to say that Song Boyuan was a danger, as long as one stayed by his side, one would only need to consider the danger he posed and not worry about any other dangers.

All things considered, it could even be counted as reassuring.

In Jing Qiao's heart, there had always been a certain sentiment like this.

Consequently, Jing Qiao becmore and more lax as she sat, initially sitting in the cart and then stretching out her arms to grab products, eventually even too lazy to reach out.

"Song Boyuan, get that one." "This one?" Song Boyuan followed her direction and took down a product.

Jing Qiao shook her head, "No, not that one, the one next to it, the blue box." She seemed like a great general commanding from a siege vehicle.

Unknowingly, they had bought a lot of items.

Then, Jing Qiao belatedly realized that she had never seriously roamed through this large store before; her mind always had a clear plan, walking straight in, heading directly to the shelves, buying what she needed, and then leaving.

Like today, aimlessly wandering around, even buying many things that weren't on the list.

Yet, it still felt quite interesting, like a mini vacation.

It was with this feeling that Jing Qiao also remembered that she and Song Boyuan had never gone on a trip together.

Thus, after paying, the driver stuffed the bags big and small into the car and on the way back, Jing Qiao was somewhat down, not exactly depressed, but seemingly distracted.

"What's wrong?" Song Boyuan noticed and turned to ask her, "Tired?" Jing Qiao gently shook her head; she hadn't intended to say anything.

But after thinking it over, their relationship had always been like this, always considering his feelings, always thinking about what was best for him, thus she told him nothing.

Thinking it was for his best, not letting her emotions affect him.

But since he was inherently a sensitive and suspicious person, the less she told him, the more he speculated and worried irrationally.

And later, Song Boyuan, too, always thought he was doing what was best for her, but ended up causing her harm.

If they decided to start over, and yet walked the spath as before, interacting in the sold ways without any progress or change, then another chance might not yield a better outcome.

Jing Qiao suddenly thought of this and turned to look at Song Boyuan.

When Song Boyuan saw her clear, bright eyes staring straight at him, his hands stopped moving suddenly, "What's wrong?" Song Boyuan quickly frowned slightly, his expression and movements displaying a bit of helplessness. Because from Jing Qiao's clear eyes, he read her emotions.

Which were tinged with a bit of grievance.

Why... was there grievance? Realizing that Jing Qiao's emotions included grievance, a somewhat fierce feeling suddenly surged in Song Boyuan's heart.

Who had made her feel aggrieved? Who had bullied her? Who would dare? Then Jing Qiao gave him the answer, "It's you." Song Boyuan was shocked, and the fierce emotion popped like a soap bubble, vanishing without a trace.

"Me... me?" Song Boyuan pointed at himself, then thought carefully, sure that he hadn't done anything recently that might make her feel aggrieved or bullied.

"I haven't even traveled, which is why even shopping at a big store feels so exciting." Jing Qiao stared at him, "And you have the nerve to askto see a doctor to recover, but it's your delight-excited body, once away from Beijing, that really needs careful recuperation." Realizing it was because of this, Song Boyuan relaxed a bit but also felt somewhat guilty.

The only person who could make him feel guilty was Jing Qiao. Toward others, he lacked these basic emotions, because he usually lacked them, making such feelings quite prominent when they arose, making him acutely aware of his feelings.

"Then I... will think of something." Song Boyuan said, "I will think of something." Seeing him like this, Jing Qiao felt a bit sorry for him, but after thinking it over, decided not to hide her thoughts, so simply continued, "After I recover and have the surgery on my leg." "Okay." Song Boyuan nodded.

"And then I want to travel." "Okay." "If you're still as delicate as a young master, I'll go alone." "Okay, I won't be." Song Boyuan said.

The driver upfront was driving the car and almost in shock inside.

Although he had always heard that their boss, who could be termed mad, was actually controlled by his wife, Jing Qiao.

But seeing it with his own eyes was still quite shocking, especially since their boss was well-known for his madness, and his previous partner was still recovering in the hospital.

And now...? Who could have thought that this seemingly gentle, delicate woman was the rope tethering the fierce beast? The driver felt that he must be nicer to his wife from now on.

The car returned hand stopped at the mansion's entrance.

The driver just got out, ready to carry the bags inside.

When a car drove straight over and stopped at the roadside, the careless manner of parking revealed the driver's urgent emotions.

Song Boyuan saw the car, the scene, and his expression immediately turned cold.

He turned his head to Jing Qiao and said, "Baby, go inside first, I'll be in shortly." Had it been the old Jing Qiao, she certainly would have obediently gone inside.

But at this moment, looking at the car, she also had a premonition, frowned, and said, "I won't." "..." Faced with Jing Qiao's staunch refusal, Song Boyuan was a bit helpless, "Be good, please." Jing Qiao remained silent.

Song Boyuan pursed his lips, "It's not that I want to hide something from you, mainly, I don't want sirrelevant people to affect your mood." Jing Qiao sighed deeply inside, looked at Song Boyuan, "But your mood is also very important." Song Boyuan was taken aback, seemingly not expecting this response from Jing Qiao.

"Your mood is also very important." Jing Qiao said, then looked towards the car, "Perhaps if Yam here, your mood won't be affected so severely by him." The car's rear door opened, and a middle-aged man hurried out.

He was clearly carrying an irate demeanor, but upon seeing the deep skid marks on the ground by the entrance of Song Boyuan's mansion.

The previously irate and agitated mood suddenly settled down slightly.

As he approached Song Boyuan, his face wasn't as uncontrollably angry, just coughed lightly, his face stiff, his voice and tone somewhat dry.

"Bo Yuan, you're really being unreasonable, after all, they areelders, how can you treat elders like this? Song Xingping said, turning his head towards Jing Qiao, "You too, why not persuade him a bit?"