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

Chapter 542: Chapter 542 Song Boyuan had originally thought he would be very angry when he saw Song Xingping rushing down... In fact, even if he hadn't seen him rushing down, just seeing his car coming over, Song Boyuan pretty much already knew what he wanted to say.

This wasn't skind of premonition, just based on his years of understanding of his father.

Song Boyuan was very clear about the kind of circumstances under which this man would cto find him. When he was a child, Song Boyuan got sick, his father wouldn't come; parent-teacher meetings, he wouldn't come; bullied at school, he wouldn't come.

Only when Song Xingping hoped Song Boyuan would say sgood words to the old man, he would cand play the role of a doting father, taking him out to play, to eat delicious food, all ultimately for a purpose.

Song Boyuan's personality had already shown to be different from ordinary people from an early age.

So actually, he was quite indifferent since childhood, yet even so, children still generally have sexpectations of their parents, even someone like Song Boyuan who was different from other children from a young age.

His mother regarded him as proof of her humiliation, though not completely neglecting him, she was far from good to him, and moreover, she passed away before he could feel a mother's warmth.

He grew up in his grandfather's care, and his grandfather's strict education made Song Boyuan even more different from ordinary people.

When Song Xingping took him out to play and eat delicious things, Song Boyuan would still be somewhat happy, even though in the end, Song Xingping would always make srequests, all of them hoping he would put in a good word for him with the old man, to fight for something for his three half-brothers and Liu Jiarong. Song Xingping knew his words carried no weight with the old man, and could only rely on Song Boyuan. Although Song Boyuan was young at the time, he was not unaware of what this meant.

But maybe because from a young age, he never received any warmth, only his father's disregard, his mother's indifference, and his grandfather's severity, he didn't mind much even if warmth had to be bartered for.

But after a few times, the old man got somewhat angry, feeling that Song Boyuan didn't understand he had been deceived by Song Xingping with false affection.

The old man harshly trained Song Boyuan, adamant about not letting him be fooled by such insincere warmth, unwilling for him to be so foolish.

So on one occasion, the old man schemed and let him overhear a conversation between Song Xingping and Liu Jiarong.

To be precise, it was Song Xingping coaxing Liu Jiarong.

Liu Jiarong was very dissatisfied with him going to accompany Song Boyuan.

She was a selfish woman, lacking in tolerance and kindness towards other children, perhaps that's why she couldn't raise a good son.

"Why are you going to see that child again! Didn't you promiseyou wouldn't visit him, wouldn't bother with him? Do you still think he's your son and the three I bore for you are not?" "What are you talking about! Alright, alright, don't be angry, if I don't spend stwith him, how can I coax him to speak favorably to the old man? My words are less than nothing in front of the old man. If he doesn't speak well for us, how can our son attend a private aristocratic school?" "That's more like it. Just remember, I'm warning you, you're not allowed to acknowledge him, not allowed to be nice to him, you're only the father of my sons, not his, do you understand?" "I understand, I understand, don't worry, I'm not stupid. If it wasn't for wanting him to speak favorably to the old man, I wouldn't bother visiting him. But... actually, the kid is quite pitiful." "Pitiful? What's so pitiful about him? The old man plans to leave all his fortune to him! What's pitiful about him? Our son wants to attend a private school, and you have to sweet-talk this kid, you have to coax him—that's pitiful! Your own father doesn't plan to leave you a penny, now that's pitiful!" Song Xingping and Liu Jiarong were sitting in a room at a Japanese restaurant, separated from the neighboring private room by just a folding screen, a mere paper door.

Therefore, Song Boyuan and the old man next door could clearly hear the conversation from the other room. Song Boyuan didn't make any sound, quiet as if he didn't exist.

Until the voices next door disappeared, until the two people next door left.

The old man silently poured a glass of warm sake, but before he could even lift the cup, Song Boyuan reached over and took it, drinking it down in one gulp.

It was his first drink, and that cup of sake was like he had completely severed ties with Song Xingping in his heart.

Perhaps because his first drink was such, Song Boyuan found it not at all palatable, and even later on, he always had a strong dislike for drinking.

After finishing that drink, the old man, disappointed as if hating iron for not becoming steel, rebuked him for being deceived by the false warmth of Song Xingping.

He scolded him for not being able to accomplish great things if he continued this way.

After the old man returned, he fiercely whipped Song Boyuan, scolding him all the while. If he continued to be so foolishly kind-hearted, perhaps after he passed away the family fortune would end up being squandered by those three useless sons of that woman.

After that, Song Boyuan becan even colder person, Song Xingping could no longer get any favors from him, and gradually his true colors began to show.

The false appearance of warmth torn away was indeed repulsive and hideous.

And in Song Boyuan's heart, the definition of Song Xingping was no longer 'father', but rather a 'man who must have an ulterior motive if he appears'.

Now Song Xingping had appeared.

But Song Boyuan wasn't angry, with Jing Qiao by his side, who felt like a calming presence.

Song Boyuan felt his emotions were quite stable, only somewhat om displeased in his heart when he heard Song Xingping turn around to scold Jing Qiao. If Jing Qiao was simply too lazy to deal with the Song Family relatives that had cearlier, her feelings for Song Xingping were complete disgust, even hatred.

She clearly knew what kind of person Song Xingping was, and how he had always treated Song Boyuan.

If it were just these, that would be one thing.

Jing Qiao also clearly knew, if it hadn't been for his tacit consent, Liu Jiarong wouldn't have schemed against her.

The child she carried, not yet fully formed, would not have been lost.

And yet now, Song Xingping dared to stand in front of her, accusing her of not properly persuading Song Boyuan? A surge of antagonism instantly welled up inside Jing Qiao.

"Why should I persuade? What right do you have to accuse me? Who are you to me?" Jing Qiao said coldly.

Song Xingping's expression stiffened, "You... how can you talk tolike this? No matter what, Pam your father-in-law! Is this the extent of your manners?"

"To talk of manners with me? You have the nerve to askfor manners? It's already polite that I'm standing here listening to your nonsense; otherwise, if I turn around and go inside, you think anyone would bother with you?" Song Boyuan simply regarded him as if he were thin air.