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

Chapter 530
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Chapter 530: Chapter 530 "I'm not badmouthing you, I'm just being realistic," Bo Jingshen said with a smile.

Jing Ruo's voice continued from inside, "Well, I'm also being realistic when I say that you've scammed quite a bit yourself, don't think I don't know!" The project Bo Jingshen was currently negotiating had been given to him by Song Boyuan.

Hearing this, Song Boyuan remained silent, standing in place as if deep in thought or silent contemplation.

Bo Jingshen didn't intend to force a response from him; he clapped Song Boyuan on the shoulder, ready to head inside.

But then Song Boyuan spoke up, "I'm not quite like most people, you all probably see that— I'm not exactly normal." "Uh..." Bo Jingshen hadn't expected Song Boyuan to suddenly say something like that. Honestly, Bo Jingshen could tell, this was a display of trust, right? Or at least, it could be seen as an attempt on Song Boyuan's part.

So after only a brief second of hesitation, Bo Jingshen extended his hand to close the door to the ward. Then he said, "I haven't really felt you were that abnormal. Everyone has things they can't let go of and show their obsessions. I'm much the swith Su Lu. It's just that maybe my methods aren't as extras yours." Hearing this, Song Boyuan's lips curved in a shallow smirk, but because he rarely smiled or showed much expression, it was a fleeting arc.

His face quickly returned to its usual indifferent state.

"My compassion, empathy, familial love, and friendship are all very weak. I don't resonate with others and don't feel sorry for their misfortunes," Song Boyuan said in his characteristically calm voice with a hint of metallic coldness.

Moreover, the detachment in his words made him seem even colder.

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He continued, "Others might crumble to pieces in front of me, and I wouldn't react. I know I'm not normal; I've always been aware of that." Bo Jingshen thought for a moment, finding it remarkable that Song Boyuan was analyzing himself like this. It wasn't easy, and even if he was, as he said, not quite normal, the fact that he could analyze himself was already great progress.

Bo Jingshen then said, "But you got very angry when Jing Su was handled like that. And you were furious when Xiao Le was bullied." Song Boyuan looked into Bo Jingshen's eyes.

In those usually tranquil and unwavering phoenix eyes, Bo Jingshen thought he saw a glint of light. "Yes," Song Boyuan stated.

Did his voice sound somewhat lighter? Bo Jingshen wasn't sure if it was an illusion, but he felt that when Song Boyuan uttered that syllable, Song Boyuan seemed to radiate a sense of lightness and vivacity.

"My emotions are all connected to Jing Qiao. My psychologist says that's not good, that it's too passive. It's not improvement or relief if one's emotional switch entirely depends on another person. It's only moving from one dead-end to another," Song Boyuan recounted the analogy his psychologist had used, "It's like using an electronic cigarette to quit smoking." Bo Jingshen gestured to a spot nearby, indicating for him to cover and chat.

But Song Boyuan didn't intend to continue the conversation. He was nearly done speaking and went on to say, "I don't think there's anything wrong with it. You all are happy, Qiaoqiao feels good, and if she feels good, so do I." Bo Jingshen raised an eyebrow, understanding Song Boyuan's point, and let out a slight sigh, "Xiao Song, it's just that you ran into our family. If Qiaoqiao had a troublesfamily, like bloodsucking leeches, they could drain you dry." Bo Jingshen and Su Lu often talked about delegating tasks to Xiao Song, but that was because they could tell that Song Boyuan was not tired of their requests.

They wouldn't really exploit Song Boyuan like bloodsucking leeches.

However, after hearing Bo Jingshen's words, Song Boyuan's expression didn't change at all, and he said indifferently, "As long as she's willing, it's fine with me. I don't mind. After all, I have no other skills; I only know how to make money." That comment certainly riled up sanimosity.

But Bo Jingshen could totally understand Song Boyuan's feelings. To be honest, if Shen Xun, Zhao Ying, and Su Zhe were to tell him not to be with Su Lu, unless it involved sucking blood from him, Bo Jingshen felt he would be willing.

"Let's go in," Bo Jingshen said.

Song Boyuan pushed the door open and they both entered.

The hospital room was bustling. It was naturally very lively with Zhao Xiaole there, and now, with the rather carefree Jing Ruo, it was even livelier.

Bo Jingshen and Jing Qiao were initially worried that they might disturb Jing Su's rest, but it seemed that Jing Su's mood was quite good, perhaps even better due to the boisterous atmosphere they created.

However, that good mood didn't last when Bo Jingshen pulled out a stack of documents.

Jing Su sighed softly, "Are you even my brother? Doesn't your conscience hurt? Look at me, take a good look at me-I'm already like this, can't I slack off for a bit?" Bo Jingshen smiled and said, "I'm not saying you can't, but we need to get these initial details sorted out. Con, Jing Xiaoqiao, read." Bo Jingshen handed a document to Jing Qiao.

Reluctantly, Jing Qiao took it.

Bo Jingshen teased, “I happen to know you've got quite the experience with reading documents.” As soon as he said this, Jing Qiao's cheeks flushed red. She didn't take up the conversation, instead clearing her throat and beginning to read the document.

Song Boyuan hadn't thought much in that direction, but after hearing Bo Jingshen's comment, next, he suddenly.

dement recalled that...during the times when he had been passive about work, he would catch this woman and make her sit on his lap, having her read documents to him. If she read a term incorrectly, he would lazily correct her.

Sometimes her voice would be so soft and soothing that it made him de him itch inside, and he couldn't resis Side, and throwing the documents aside, pinning her down on the desk to...

deal with the matter at hand. Song Boyuan pursed his lips, appearing somewhat parched and restless, his gaze deep as his eyes were cast down.

Jing Qiao finished reading all the required documents, and even though Jing Su initially appeared unwilling to work, he listened attentively while she read.

After listening, Bo Jingshen took him out for a walk to discuss the details of the documents.

Jing Ruo was grabbed by Zhao Xiaole to watch cartoons, and Su Lu stepped outside to answer a phone call.

Yang Accompanying cleaned up the snack dishes to wash.

Leaving just Song Boyuan and Jing Qiao alone in silence.

Jing Qiao looked up at him, “Have you gone for a check-up yet?" "Not yet." "Let Ji Ning write an order, I'll accompany you for the check-up," Jing Qiao said.

"There's no need for such trouble, just stay here, I can go by myself" Song Boyuan knew she didn't like hospitals to the extent that it was both a physical and mental aversion. But Jing Qiao then said, "You're not avoiding the check-up just because it's troublesome, are you?" Song Boyuan's lips tightened.

(The author's draft box is completely empty. Another update will be out before 9 o'clock, and regular updates will continue tomorrow at 8 sharp.)