Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

Chapter 403: Chapter 403

Yida and the others, of course, were on Su Lu’s side. Being Shen Xun’s comrades-in-arms and sharing a bond as strong as steel with him, they did manage to learn some things about Su Lu from Shen Xun.

They found out about that heartless Bo Jingshen, who irresponsibly left Lulu to fight for her life to deliver Xiao Le all on her own. Both mother and son had narrowly escaped death. And he had even left Lulu to raise the child by herself.

It was only because she had a brother like Shen Xun and a mother like Zhao Ying, who were both in good standing.

If it had been a woman without such a supportive family, how hard would her life have been?

Heartless scoundrel!

Bastard!

This douchebag even had the gall to come back and bother Lulu?

Their brains, as men of steel, usually followed a straight path. To put it bluntly, they were all blockheads.

In such a situation, they wouldn’t think twice about any hardships; in their minds, if you bullied a comrade’s sister, you were in the wrong and deserved to be beaten up.

Oh, not allowed to beat him up now?

Then they’ll just have to get him drunk.

"Drink! We all see Lulu as our own sister. If you don’t drink, are you trying to disrespect us?" Yida gushed as he poured drinks into several porcelain basins.

These basins had just been brought over by the waiter and were actually large soup bowls.

The basins were brimming with clear liquor, frothing at the top and exuding a pungent aroma.

Su Lu’s face turned green as she stared dumbfounded at the basin pushed in front of Bo Jingshen.

She couldn’t help but turn her head to tug at Shen Xun’s clothes, trying to get him to say something to his fired-up comrades.

But Shen Xun remained indifferent, only lifting his chin slightly and saying to Bo Jingshen, "Can’t drink? That’s not acceptable?"

What man could admit to being unable to handle his drink?

Bo Jingshen knew that he probably wouldn’t get off easy today as he looked at the porcelain basin in front of him.

Seeing that Shen Xun was not only not dissuading them but actually egging them on, Su Lu had no choice but to take matters into her own hands. She reached out to hold down the basin and said, "Who drinks like this? Aren’t you trying to kill someone with a basinful? Brother Yi Da, don’t be like this."

Yida clicked his tongue, looking somewhat helpless as he glanced at Shen Xun, probably not expecting Su Lu to be so protective of Bo Jingshen. Shen Xun, however, had anticipated this reaction and just shrugged his shoulders.

Wu Hui, who was next to Yida, quickly suggested, "Oh, is that how it is? Well, we’ll go with plan B then."

Su Lu felt incredibly helpless. Who knew they even had a Plan B for forcing drinks?

"Fine," Yida nodded, maintaining a stern face as he instructed the waiter to bring more porcelain basins.

Even the waiter was taken aback, this being a high-end private dining room, and he had probably never seen anything like this before, but he immediately went to fetch them.

In no time, several more basins arrived.

This time, they were filled with red wine, clearly a lot less potent.

This was Plan B...

Su Lu thought to herself that today, they probably had no intention of letting Bo Jingshen off the hook. And she was fully aware of why they wanted to target Bo Jingshen like this.

It was precisely because she knew that they were doing it for her sake, out of concern for her.

Even though she didn’t need it and didn’t want to respond with anger or make them back off,

Su Lu thought that maybe she should stand her ground a bit longer. Maybe, just maybe, they would come up with a Plan C. After all, going by the current trajectory, she felt that Plan C just might involve beer.

Just as she was about to speak up, Bo Jingshen held her hand and pressed down on the edge of the basin with his other hand.

The wine inside swayed, reflecting the light from above and giving off a ruby-like luster.

Bo Jingshen’s voice was low, "I’ll drink."

"Down it!"

"Down it!"

It had to be said, although these guys were clearly targeting Bo Jingshen, they weren’t taking advantage of him—they also had heaping basins of wine in front of them.

Yida picked up the porcelain basin and started gulping down the wine, drinking it as if pouring it into his mouth, not taking a breath.

Soon the bottom was visible, and Yida let out a long belch, showing no sign of discomfort; in fact, he even seemed somewhat reluctant to stop. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and said, "Ah... not as punchy as the clear stuff."

Then he looked toward Bo Jingshen, "Your turn."

Bo Jingshen glanced at the porcelain basin, then reached out to pick it up.

"Wait." Su Lu suddenly spoke up, pressing down on the basin.

Bo Jingshen looked at her, "I’m fine."

Su Lu ignored him, her gaze sweeping over the several people, "This is your first meeting with them today, drinking this much counts as a welcome from you, and I have no objections now."

Yida chuckled and nodded, "Exactly."

Then Su Lu’s gaze flicked, looking at the basins in front of the others, "But if you’re playing a game of taking turns, then don’t drink any of these at all."

"Cough cough!" Wu Hui coughed lightly, covering his mouth with a fist, his expression embarrassingly caught in the act, clearly they had been planning exactly that.

"Alright, alright, let’s all down it together!" They quickly agreed, having been found out, they naturally gave up on the idea of taking turns, and the remaining four guys each picked up their basins of wine.

Only then did Su Lu let go of the basin.

Bo Jingshen bowed his head, a slight smile curving at his lips, and he lifted the basin and started gulping down the wine.

His tolerance for alcohol was actually good, otherwise, when he returned to the country and reunited with Su Lu at Yunding, he wouldn’t have been able to go head-to-head with Su Lu drinking three glasses of foreign liquor without a change in expression.

Moreover, this was red wine, with a lower alcohol content. But even with a lower alcohol content, the quantity of the wine in the basin would likely make someone who drank sweet fermented rice feel nauseous.

After Bo Jingshen finished the wine in the basin, his complexion naturally didn’t look too good, which had nothing to do with drunkenness—given his drinking capacity, the alcohol wouldn’t go to his head that fast.

But with his delicate stomach, after downing so much wine, feeling uncomfortable was inevitable, and wanting to vomit was certain.

Bo Jingshen struggled to hold back, then turned to look at Shen Xun, "Brother Shen, my apology is sincere and my intentions toward Su Lu are serious. I hope you’ll trust me this one time." noveldrama

Shen Xun glanced at him faintly and, without saying much, turned to chat with his comrades.

Bo Jingshen sat for a while longer before finally turning to Su Lu, "I’m going to the restroom."

Su Lu frowned slightly, her face filled with concern as she looked at his somewhat pale complexion.

Bo Jingshen saw the worry in her eyes, "Although I’m happy that you’re worried about me, don’t be too concerned."

He reached out and gently held Su Lu’s hand, "I’m fine; I’ll be right back."

With that, he stood up and walked toward the door of the private room.

Su Lu watched him leave.

Yida and the others were still talking, "He can hold his liquor well; he’s walking pretty steady."

But Su Lu knew that he must already be struggling because even though Bo Jingshen was walking steadily, his pace had noticeably slowed down—a deliberate slowness, in an attempt to seem very steady.