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

Chapter 539: Chapter 539

Su Lu sent a message to Jing Qiao.

deep: You don’t need to bring lunch for Big Brother today, someone else has taken care of it.

Jo: Who’s covering?

Jing Qiao was somewhat curious and, of course, a bit embarrassed because she didn’t have time to cook and bring lunch to her brother today anyway.

Song Boyuan seemed to finally relax and was sleeping soundly in the car, showing no signs of waking up, so Jing Qiao didn’t call out to wake him.

She simply couldn’t bear to disturb him.

The weary shadows under his eyes were very distinct, especially since Song Boyuan naturally had a pale complexion; hence the dark circles under his eyes were hard to ignore.

Jing Qiao even had the driver stop in front of a store where she went in to buy a pink, floral-patterned thin blanket for a nap and covered him with it.

He didn’t wake up.

His phone was constantly lighting up on the rear seat’s center armrest, with incoming calls flashing continuously. Since it was on silent mode, it didn’t disturb his sleep.

But the screen would light up every few minutes due to the calls.

Jing Qiao knew that he wouldn’t be angry if she answered his phone, but she wasn’t used to doing so. Instead, she simply flipped his phone over, face down, out of sight, out of mind.

Jing Qiao sat in the car, waiting for Song Boyuan to wake up, idly scrolling through her phone and casually chatting with Su Lu.

deep: Xiao Caizi.

Jo: I suppose she counts as an ex-girlfriend?

Jining. If things

the two of them are married. They haven’t had a wedding banquet, but

If Xiao Caizi was already married to Song Jining and then prepared a lovingly cooked

Plus, being

seriously injured in order to prevent Jing Ce from harming her. If

just take a look. If convenient, ask Xiao

his recovery going well? It seemed his head injury

weak constitution, so his

glanced at the sleeping Song Boyuan next to

closed, and the wound on his forehead that had bled profusely

seem like it was

too, about the same as Song Boyuan is now, but back then he had just come out, so being

nearly 1.9 meters tall,

softly, feeling somewhat uncomfortable inside because she

over, she began to casually chat with Su Lu while creating a shopping list on her

him, and the woman sitting beside him leaning earnestly on the car window, holding a phone in her hands, appearing very focused on noting something on

Boyuan’s eyesight was still good; he covertly squinted to look at her

saw what she was noting

was soup and

bit.

low voice, "Haven’t we arrived yet?

startled the driver more than Jing Qiao; it’s probably because Song Boyuan’s temperament is usually so unpredictable, which makes him quite

driver stuttered, "Sir! We are

from the side, "Heading

hand to check his watch, "Should have reached beyond the province by now,

and didn’t want to wake you, so I just let the driver drive around aimlessly,"

there was a hint of a pleased emotion in

Boyuan pinched a corner of the thin blanket that lay