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

Chapter 87: Chapter 87: Slang? Big Bluff!

Bo Jingshen: "It’s the bet."

Su Lu blinked in surprise, "Then what’s their bet?"

Bo Jingshen chuckled lowly, glancing at her sideways, "It’s about swapping the partners they brought with them. You heard him just now, right? Everyone brought a date, and the winners, the top three, get to pick from the partners others brought."

Su Lu’s eyes nearly popped out of her head. Their conversation indeed had a secret code in it!

She felt a sudden urge to call the police.

What kind of bizarre competition is this? So... promiscuous?

Walking ahead, Ji Fulian and Jiang Li clearly had good hearing; they’d heard what Bo Jingshen had said.

Ji Fulian looked back, slightly exasperated, "President Bo, like this... my racetrack will easily get reported."

Even Jiang Li, who had been in such a bad mood earlier, now showed a smile, "Can you be any more harmful? You’re about to take all the bamboo shoots."

"Tsk." Bo Jingshen clicked his tongue.

As if blaming them for not playing along.

Su Lu blinked rapidly, "You big con artist?"

And such a convincing one at that! She’d almost believed it for real!

Ji Fulian explained to her that it was actually about gambling money; every racer had to pay an entry fee, which was 50 here.

After adding up the entry fees for each race, subtracting the expenses and commission for Ji Fulian’s racetrack, the remainder would be split by the first, second, and third place winners, at proportions of 50%, 30%, and 20%, respectively. There was still a threshold to meet.

Although this money might not be much for these rich kids, a 50% prize was still quite substantial, and some would hire others to race for them.

"500,000 per person?" Su Lu blinked, and though it wasn’t a lot for them indeed, the idea of these people throwing so much money into it just for a thrill was still... hard to comprehend.

and Jiang Li quickly picked out cars, and then came the

helmet and racing suit in her

change," Bo Jingshen tapped on the

I have to

nodded, carrying his helmet and racing suit toward the changing

could only sigh and head to the

she came out changed, Bo Jingshen was already

elite aura he had when wearing a

if every pore, every detail was exuding

his gloves, he turned his head to look at Su

walked up to him, "I feel

her racing suit, "Not bad, Astronaut Su.

that he drove so fast it was

popped into Su Lu’s head—’Elope

fastened, Bo Jingshen couldn’t see how red they’d gotten, though she could feel them burning as if they were about to catch

also changed into his

also dressed in her racing suit,

Bo Jingshen saw Ji Fuling had also changed her clothes

master to get a feel

responded,

a neutral expression on his

and the drivers were making their way toward this

it seemed that many had brought partners

faces, although they might not have had

not very familiar with Feng City’s social circle to begin with, so he

froze, his pupils contracted slightly, his

made his expression sour had just met

The newcomer looked at him with a smile,

actually disliked people calling him this way the most; it always made him feel very uncomfortable. But there are always people who call him that, like Zhuang Cai Nan, and the person in front of him

Jingshen uttered his name

indeed Tang Cheng. Even though he was dressed in a racing suit and had yet to remove his helmet, just lifting the visor, Su Lu had already recognized him. He was that noble son from Beijing she