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

Chapter 540: Chapter 540

The big market on Hushan Road in Beijing is one of the larger markets in the city, with a complete variety of goods and excellent quality, including many imported items not easily found elsewhere.

The only downside is probably the price.

But sometimes it’s just like that, the only downside of expensive things is their expensiveness. Yet many cheap things have nothing but their cheapness going for them, with the rest being drawbacks.

Jing Qiao used to come here frequently, not because she couldn’t accept cheap items, but because Young Master Song was really picky.

Even as a child not favored by his father, growing up in a complex family like the Song Family, he was raised in luxury and was very delicate and precious.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t feel out of place anywhere outside of Beijing.

So Jing Qiao often patronized this place, and even after so much time had passed, she still knew it well. She pushed her cart and made her way inside.

Then a slender hand reached out from beside her and took the cart from her grip.

Jing Qiao was startled and looked at Song Boyuan.

“I’ll push, just pick out what you need,” Song Boyuan said.

Jing Qiao gently acknowledged and led the way, selecting items and placing them in the cart.

Song Boyuan seemed to have no objections to anything she bought, giving the impression that even if Jing Qiao added a nuclear warhead to the cart, Song Boyuan would continue pushing without changing his expression.

At first, Jing Qiao shopped by herself, but since they came together, it wasn’t the same as shopping alone; gradually, she began to ask for Song Boyuan’s opinion.

“How about this?” Jing Qiao held up a particularly beautiful purple cabbage, “Looks nutritious.”

Song Boyuan glanced at it and murmured, “The color looks poisonous…”

silently put down the purple

Jing Qiao picked up a box

Song Boyuan: “Sour.”

Qiao: “These kiwifruit

are fundamentally sour and sweet. Even when they’re sweet, there’s always a bit

put down the box of kiwifruit, finally couldn’t help but mutter quietly, “You’re really hard to please. If I knew, I would’ve

thought about it, the more it seemed right to her,

a bit, with soft, gently curved

long arm and retrieved the seemingly poisonous purple cabbage and the kiwifruit, which were still somewhat

like whatever you

this, two young girls passed by, seemingly college students, who were there to catch a

Boyuan’s height standing out, his straight and firm body, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and extraordinarily long legs, plus his

a silhouette ahead could provoke a very strong impulse in people to go

sometimes people just owe it

know that seeing the face might break the illusion, they still can’t

so, two female college students walked up

not disillusioned – in fact, far from

complementing his pale complexion, indifferent and

of those high-fashion models from a fashion magazine, exuding an air of

cool detachment, it all stopped

people down from their lofty

think, “Oh, he’s human

And also so…

feeling like they had been struck right in the

approach of others, Song Boyuan’s expression turned cold, and his gaze seemed to hide a sharp

look, he filled the space with the imposing and condescending deterrent presence of

two female students felt a little scared when met with that look and

his gaze was far from gentlemanly. He wouldn’t care whether you were a woman or a child, his knife-like