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

Chapter 444: Chapter 444

Su Lu thought about the incidents involving Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan that she had heard from Bo Jingshen.

She couldn’t help feeling some sighs of emotion.

If, if it hadn’t been for Song Boyuan’s stepmother meddling back then, if Jing Qiao’s child could have been saved, Song Boyuan would have been a good father.

He was so affectionate towards Jing Qiao’s nephew; how much more would he cherish a child born of Jing Qiao and himself?

The soak in the hot spring actually didn’t take too long; after all, the weather was hot, and no one wanted to linger in pool after pool of hot water.

So after a whirlwind bath, they went to the hotel for some cold desserts.

Zhao Xiaole, spoon in mouth, asked Jing Qiao, "Auntie, when will you dance for me?"

Jing Qiao smiled and said, "I’ll dance after you finish your ice cream."

Zhao Xiaole hastily finished the ice cream and then excitedly pulled at Jing Qiao’s hand, which was a little messy from eating the dessert.

But before he could touch Jing Qiao’s hand, he was intercepted by Song Boyuan, who methodically wiped Zhao Xiaole’s fingers clean with a wet tissue, one by one.

Jing Qiao glanced sideways at Song Boyuan but said nothing.

Shortly after, they went to the dance studio. Upon arriving, Zhao Xiaole felt a bit scared and wanted to flee,

remembering the bitter state he had been in during yesterday’s basic training.

Yet he still wanted to see his aunt dance; Zhao Xiaole’s eyes shone brightly.

Su Lu couldn’t resist pulling out her phone and turning on the video recording function.

Jing Qiao quickly changed and emerged, not in a ballet skirt but in regular practice attire, which still highlighted her slender and supple figure.

Jing Qiao pursed her lips, connected her phone to the speaker, then sat down at the edge of the room, pulled out a pair of ballet shoes, and began to wrap the ribbons around her ankles unhurriedly.

loved dancing, even the

the practice outfit and ballet shoes, couldn’t help but whisper to Su Lu, "Mom, Auntie is so

beautiful," Su

beauty, and after a moment,

Su Lu

love, they exude a unique beauty that is solely their

it while painting, and of course, Jing Qiao

music slowly

lightly, moving

She spun, stretched...

a fluttering

the initial moments which revealed a slight unnaturalness in her legs, it

eyes of non-professionals like Su Lu and

was observing from the shadows, as silent and focused as when he’d watched Jing Qiao cook, his eyes burning with a hidden fire, like a predator watching its

now the dark fire in Song Boyuan’s eyes seemed even more evident, so intense

with a

seemed to pull him back

period before he prepared to marry her, when the old man’s health had already deteriorated, and he was busy consolidating the family business to avoid it falling into the scheming hands of Liu Jiarong and those three good-for-nothings. So, it could

the Jing Family to get to know each other. It was always better than getting married to a

his busy schedule, he still had his secretary contact

brought back

simple ticket, not even for a major venue’s performance, it

had no interest in it at all, a meeting, a dinner party, anything was more

that day, he

meetings, no

day — just

the first

the first time he felt that this woman was

outstanding enough, her performance was scheduled as

Boyuan didn’t like to leave with the crowd, so he stayed seated, planning to wait until most of the

the audience had fully departed, a beautiful woman in a ballet tutu descended from the stage, made her