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

Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Bits and Pieces

Tang Cheng laughed when he heard Bo Jingshen say "you big young masters," clearly delighted, as though all his previous displeasure had dissipated like smoke in the air.

His eyes curved into crescents, and he no longer had that icy, noble demeanor, instead taking on the appearance of a charming, gentle, and refined gentleman.

With a pair of smiling eyes, Tang Cheng looked at Bo Jingshen and said, "A big young master, hmm? Congratulations, you’ve become one now, too."

Bo Jingshen furrowed his brows. "What do you mean?"

Tang Cheng explained, "It’s quite simple. You are now officially a young master of the Jing Family. To put it even more plainly, like us, you are a legitimate child born within wedlock, even though through a second marriage."

At that moment, Bo Jingshen squeezed the glass in his hand so hard that cracks formed. His mind and thoughts were shattered so completely that he didn’t even notice when Su Lu had left.

He might be naïve, but he understood the meaning behind Tang Cheng’s words.

Yet, when he opened his mouth, the only sound he could muster was a phrase that resembled self-deception, "What do you mean?"

"Come on, with your brains, if you really put your mind to it, Jing Su might not even be a match for you, so stop playing dumb in front of me, will you? I still have to go to the trouble of explaining it to you..." Tang Cheng clicked his tongue twice.

Although he said this, Tang Cheng didn’t mind elucidating further, simply because he was that bored.

After all, just as outsiders perceived, the life paths of big young masters like them were laid out early on – education, studying abroad, career – with absolutely no novelty. Moreover, they usually had no choice in the matter, or rather, they were so accustomed to these arrangements that they couldn’t be bothered to choose.

Thus, all that was left for them out of boredom was spending money. Besides that, if they could find some fun, they would naturally be willing.

Otherwise, Tang Cheng wouldn’t have been willing to come all this way and delay his return to Beijing, lingering here instead.

source of entertainment for them in Beijing, to the point that they’d

Jing Family, this bunch of idle folks bet on how long

genuinely give up his

in on how long Jing Qiao’s marriage to Song Boyuan would last and what her ultimate fate

bet because although everyone agreed that Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan’s marriage wouldn’t last long, no one was as

heir, they bet on whether a lousy wad of mud could stick to the wall? Clearly, Bo Jingshen was not the lousy mud

when it comes to family troubles, every household

was definitely the most troublesome,

Jingshen went abroad and never returned; Jing Qiao

How terribly boring.

last, there

although Tang Cheng couldn’t be bothered to explain, he still painstakingly

hold on, but I’ve never seen anyone who can hold on like she can, for so many years? She truly managed to hold out until the day she became official. You didn’t know, did you? Jing Ce

heard Tang Cheng say it so bluntly, Bo Jingshen still felt like every word was stabbing into his

That mother.

His mother... Zhou Xiaochu.

cry or laugh. Should he congratulate her

blood-related affection. Bo Jingshen couldn’t even feel any maternal love from her. Zhou Xiaochu’s gaze at him

standards for him were always

Bo Jingshen thought this was Zhou Xiaochu’s maternal love, her hopes of him

it wasn’t, it was

outstanding, to definitely be outstanding because if he was

and son could one day enter the