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.

a porcupine, finding fault with everyone and of course had no interest in getting close to these step-sisters. Also, when he first arrived, Jing Ce trained him as a successor;

he went abroad and struggled on

eventually ’crafted’ by Jing Ce and sold off to the

had already ’gone insane’ and was sent to the

she had neither the time nor the

at gaming often have excellent reflexes. Perhaps

cold and handsome, grim and obsessive young master of the Beijing Song

as he could feed himself, he had no

extremely dull; the only thing that could be considered a hobby was probably playing

once... played games with him for a long time. With her naturally quick reflexes,

Jing Qiao suddenly stopped moving and quickly

out of her distracted state, quickly took control of

momentary lapse felt

corners of Jing Qiao’s mouth curled into a faint,

here eating and drinking, and while Yida and the others were still

all cherished

already being

Xun could never have imagined in his wildest dreams that his own innocent, fair-as-snow cabbage

this pig had clearly drunk so much—yet wasn’t

had drunk so much,

Su Lu knew what Shen Xun was thinking at that moment,

not just

Lu felt that she probably didn’t need to go

the storm

in Bo Jingshen’s embrace,

voice somewhat hoarse, "You

her lightly, "I’ve been crazy for a while. Crazy in

line somehow didn’t make Su Lu cringe, but