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

Chapter 406: Chapter 406

Since he had coveted his own "cabbage," then he was now his own pig.

And he had apologized too, but most importantly, Su Lu had already forgiven him, and Zhao Xiaole liked him.

That was enough. Shen Xun wasn’t likely to be that dissatisfied anymore, so in front of others, he could start to stand up for him a bit, "I once hit him so hard he ended up with gastric bleeding, which shows how bad it was. The pint we just poured down was tough, but we can consider it settling an old score."

Shen Xun said this, glanced over at Zhao Xiaole who was playing on the arcade machine, and lowered his voice to say to Yida and the others, "Don’t let Xiaole find out about the drinking we did to his dad just now, or he might not deal with you guys anymore..."

As Shen Xun got to this point, he shifted his tone, "Even if he ignores you, it’s fine, but if he gets mad at me too, I’d be heartbroken."

Zhao Xiaole sat on the sofa on the other side of the private room. The private restaurant was quite expensive, so the facilities were excellent and the equipment was quite comprehensive. Not only was there a mahjong table and karaoke setup, but also an arcade machine.

At the moment, Jing Qiao and he, each with a controller in hand, were engrossed in a two-player game.

Zhao Xiaole was continuously amazed because Jing Qiao was extremely skilled at gaming.

"Wow! Wow! Auntie, you’re so amazing!"

"Auntie, how are you so good!"

"I’ve never seen anyone better at gaming!"

The little guy’s praises were like a well-rehearsed routine, probably enough to make even the most aloof person bloom with joy.

Although Jing Qiao was naturally quiet, she was also gentle. Showered with praise, she felt a bit shy and whispered, "Your dad is even better at video games than me. I’m his sister, so of course, I can’t let his standard drop. Xiaole, you are really good too. You truly are his son."

Zhao Xiaole blushed with delight from the compliments.

Although it looked like an overly flattering mutual admiration typical of business settings, Jing Qiao was genuinely good at gaming. Just that... it really wasn’t Bo Jingshen who had taught her.

no interest in getting close to these step-sisters. Also, when he first arrived, Jing Ce trained him as a successor; there was simply no

went abroad and struggled on

by Jing Ce and sold off to the Song Family, marrying Song

already ’gone insane’ and was sent to

time nor the opportunity to game

outstanding; one reason may be attributed to natural talent—people good at gaming often have excellent reflexes. Perhaps Jing Qiao’s reaction time was

that the cold and handsome, grim and obsessive young master of the Beijing Song Family, aside from being solely focused on his career, did

gambling, or smoking—because of the abuse he suffered when he was young, so long as he could feed himself, he had no excessive cravings for good food. He didn’t like to drink, he found prostitution dirty, he found

only thing that could be considered a hobby was probably playing video

Qiao had once... played games with him for a long time. With

by Jing Qiao suddenly stopped moving and quickly

took control of the game character, and continued to play

momentary lapse felt like

of Jing Qiao’s mouth curled into a

of course, had no idea, while he was here eating and drinking, and while Yida and the others were still secretly pleased with themselves for having poured drinks down

all cherished like their own

already being thoroughly

his own innocent, fair-as-snow cabbage was being ravaged by a pig

pig had clearly drunk so much—yet

much,

was thinking at that

was this pig not just okay? This

capabilities, Su Lu felt that she

the storm

Bo Jingshen’s embrace, sweaty

somewhat hoarse, "You

"I’ve been crazy for a while.

Lu