Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

Chapter 429: Chapter 429

Su Lu held her son as she got into the car and looked at Song Boyuan, "Mr. Song."

"Miss Su, good afternoon."

"Good afternoon." The voice of Song Boyuan still carried that metallic chill, yet his tone was not at all indifferent, rather calm and steady. noveldrama

"I wonder what you needed from me?" Su Lu asked with a light smile, "Surely, Mr. Song, you’re not going to carry out what you mentioned last time and harm my son and me, are you?"

Her words carried a hint of tease and a dash of irony.

Though Su Lu was generally mild-mannered, she didn’t appreciate being used as a bargaining chip, especially when her son was also involved, which she could not tolerate.

The irony in Su Lu’s voice was quite evident; it was impossible for Song Boyuan not to notice.

Nevertheless, as if he didn’t mind, he listened silently. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke softly, "I’m sorry about what happened last time."

Su Lu raised an eyebrow but did not reply immediately. She just held her son a bit tighter. A moment later, she asked, "Where does Mr. Song intend to take us?"

"I’d like to invite you to visit Yujing Villa in the suburbs," Song Boyuan said.

Su Lu nodded and asked softly, "Is Xiao Qiao doing well?"

Song Boyuan’s lips were pressed together. In fact, his expression remained unchanged from start to finish, as if he wore a mask when dealing with anyone other than Jing Qiao.

It was only when Su Lu mentioned Jing Qiao.

Then she saw, this man, like a robot, always impeccable and expressionless, his face finally showing some small cracks, revealing a glimpse of his true emotions.

He seemed helpless and at a loss.

Song Boyuan shook his head slightly, "Not too well."

He paused, probably not one to speak much, so after a brief pause, he continued, "She has lost weight. So I’d like you both to join us for a meal."

Su Lu realized that perhaps Jing Qiao’s emotional state and reduced appetite from being taken away by him were the reasons for her weight loss.

Su Lu nodded slightly, "I’ve heard that the fish soup at Yujing Platform is good, my son likes fish soup."

"All right," Song Boyuan replied.

From the moment he got into the car, Zhao Xiaole had been curiously staring at Song Boyuan for quite some time without speaking.

But his eyes sparkled as he looked. Su Lu knew her son was fascinated by appearances and tended to favor those who were attractive.

"Uncle, who are you? You are really handsome, just a tiny bit less than my dad," Zhao Xiaole said.

Song Boyuan turned to look at Zhao Xiaole. His nature seemed quite cold and indifferent, even when facing a child, it seemed hard to see any soft emotion in his eyes, but it wasn’t too harsh either.

He was silent for a few seconds, seemingly contemplating, then he said something that even Su Lu did not expect.

"I, am your uncle," Song Boyuan said.

Su Lu blinked, clearly caught off guard by Song Boyuan’s self-introduction, "You’re not..."

Su Lu couldn’t help but ask, "Aren’t you divorced from Xiao Qiao?"

"Who told you? Did Qiaoqiao tell you? Or did Bo Jingshen tell you?" Song Boyuan looked at her.

Su Lu thought for a moment, uh... it seemed... indeed no one had said that?

Although, based on Jing Qiao’s once miserable experiences, one would inadvertently feel that she must have divorced Song Boyuan by now, considering how miserable she had already been after marrying him. Shouldn’t they divorce instead of suffering terribly through the New Year?

Song Boyuan, with his eyes downcast, spoke in a calm and cold voice, yet very firmly, "Even as a ghost, she won’t escape the palm of my hand."

The obsession in his voice was evident.

Zhao Xiaole was grumbling unhappily on the side, "But when I grow up, I want to marry Auntie!"

Zhao Xiaole particularly liked this aunt who was as gentle as water, patient, made tasty food, and seemed to know how to do so many things. The young boy sometimes seemed exceptionally sensible, but after all, he was just a little child and still childish and immature.

That’s why he always said Auntie was so great, and that when he grew up, he wanted to marry Auntie—or perhaps someone as great as Auntie. Anyway, after saying it back and forth, he himself got confused.

Now he had said it again.

Song Boyuan glanced sideways at Zhao Xiaole.

Su Lu thought, this man might be obsessive, but he shouldn’t really take issue with a child’s careless remarks, should he?

Indeed, Song Boyuan had no intention of fussing over Zhao Xiaole.

But Zhao Xiaole himself pulled out a pendant from his neckline, saying, "Look, Auntie even gave me this."

Song Boyuan’s pupils shrank the moment he saw this pendant, almost instantly reaching out to snatch it away.

Su Lu was a bit apprehensive; this was hanging on Zhao Xiaole’s neck, after all. If Song Boyuan truly tried to grab it, it could hurt Zhao Xiaole’s neck.

Fortunately, Song Boyuan reached out his hand, and though his gesture was fierce, he merely pinched the pendant gently, touching it softly and staring into the distance through it as if he was seeing some long-lost memory.

His eyes veiled with a thick fog, his emotions unclear.

"It seems she cares for you deeply, to give you this," Song Boyuan did not snatch the pendant but touched it and then, reluctantly, let go of his hand.

Su Lu could tell that the pendant meant something important.

"If it is important to you..." Su Lu said.

Song Boyuan shook his head, "She gave it to your son, so now it belongs to your son."

Although Su Lu couldn’t discern anything from his expression, his voice no longer sounded as calm and detached as before. Now it was tinged with a fleeting, yet lingering sadness.

They soon arrived at Yujing Villa.

After the car stopped, Song Boyuan got out first.

Zhao Xiaole leaned close to Su Lu’s ear and whispered, "Mom, should I... give him the pendant?"

"Hmm?" Su Lu didn’t understand why her son would suddenly suggest this, "Why do you suddenly think so?"

Zhao Xiaole pursed his lips, seriously saying, "Because just now, he seemed... really sad, like he was about to cry."

Really? Su Lu hadn’t noticed.

But sometimes children are more sensitive to emotions.

"Then...since this is a gift from your aunt, why don’t you ask her first, then decide whether to give it to him?" Su Lu suggested.

Zhao Xiaole thought about it, agreed, and nodded, "Okay then. Wow, this place is so beautiful."

Su Lu also noticed the scenery outside the car; it truly was beautiful. Although Yujing Villa was known for its beautiful views, she had to admit that the view from this villa was probably the best in all of Yujing Villa.