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.

truly loved dancing, even the steps of

in the practice outfit and ballet shoes, couldn’t help but

is beautiful," Su Lu

thought about how to describe his aunt’s beauty, and after a moment, he said, "She’s as beautiful as when

Su Lu understood what Zhao Xiaole was trying

on doing something they love, they exude a unique beauty that is

it while painting, and of course,

music slowly

Qiao began to dance lightly, moving towards the center of

She spun, stretched...

a fluttering

moments which revealed a slight unnaturalness in her legs, it gradually became difficult to

at least in the eyes of non-professionals like Su Lu and Zhao Xiaole, it was perfection

the corner of her eye; the man was observing from the shadows, as silent and focused as when he’d watched Jing Qiao cook, his eyes burning with a

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

with a burning

seemed to pull him back to

was a 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

old man had insisted that no matter what, he should meet that girl from the Jing Family to get to know each other. It was always better than

his secretary contact Jing Qiao

back a

for a major venue’s performance, it looked more like

a dinner

on that day, he had

no

entirely free day

the first time

he felt that this woman was like a gracefully fluttering Little

her performance was scheduled as the finale. After she finished

seated, planning to wait until most of the audience had left before he would stand

beautiful woman in a ballet tutu descended from the stage, made