Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

Chapter 468: Chapter 468

Bo Jingshen pressed the accelerator a bit too hard.

But he quickly steadied it, and the car continued smoothly toward Yujing Villa.

He didn’t turn to look at Su Lu, he just said, "If we can’t have children, we can’t have children. We already have Xiao Le. Even without children, I will love you for a lifetime."

Su Lu held back the warmth in her eyes and gently hummed an affirmation, her voice still nasal.

Bo Jingshen thought about it, feeling it still wasn’t enough, hearing Su Lu’s nasal voice made his heart ache too much.

So he continued, "Of course, if you still want to try, let’s find a doctor, the best doctors, whether domestic or international. We have so much money, we aren’t afraid of not being able to afford it."

Su Lu quietly listened to him speak.

"If you don’t have such a strong desire, we’ll just leave it to fate. If there really is a child who is meant to be with us, it would be wonderful."

"I personally don’t really hope for you to give birth," Bo Jingshen finally admitted.

Su Lu was startled, she asked blankly, "Why?"

Bo Jingshen smiled, a smile tinged with helplessness and sorrow.

He revealed his most genuine thoughts candidly, saying, "I’m scared."

Su Lu instantly understood.

"Xiaolu, I’m scared," Bo Jingshen gently shook his head, "You don’t know how long it took me to walk out of those nightmares. For a long time, I dreamed of you almost dying on the operating table."

He was truly scared, not lying, and his words carried no intention of merely comforting Su Lu.

"If having a child means putting you in danger, then I choose not to have children." Bo Jingshen held the steering wheel with one hand and reached out to clasp hers tightly with the other, "I can’t bear the risk of losing you. But if you really want to, I will always respect your choice."

Su Lu felt a warmth in her heart. She gently said, "Then let’s just leave it to fate? I don’t want to go through treatment, I’ve heard it’s very painful."

"Then let’s not treat it, just take good care of your health," Bo Jingshen said with a smile.

Su Lu’s mood finally improved.

The car shortly arrived at Yujing Villa.

When they reached the residence of Song Boyuan and Jing Qiao, they were already up and jogging in the yard.

Mainly, it was Song Boyuan who was running with Zhao Xiaole, while Jing Qiao sat at an outdoor table nearby, where she was cutting the crusts off bread to make them sandwiches.

As Zhao Xiaole was born prematurely, he was somewhat weaker than other children, with thin arms and legs, seemingly never getting fuller.

Thus, Su Lu always hoped he could exercise more, which would be better for his health.

At this moment, seeing him sweating from running, Su Lu was quite pleased, "You exercise when your uncle encourages you. How about you live with your uncle for a while?"

"Mom!" Zhao Xiaole called out excitedly, then rushed towards Su Lu, leaping into her open arms.

Zhao Xiaole hugged Su Lu’s neck and cooed playfully, "Uncle is mean, I don’t like him anymore. I haven’t even had breakfast, and he made me exercise, made me run, and said if I don’t finish, I can’t have the breakfast Auntie made."

"Hmm?" Su Lu looked at Jing Qiao with a smile.

Jing Qiao, with a somewhat helpless expression, said, "I think it’s good for Lebao to exercise."

"It is good to exercise." Su Lu laughed, looking down at Zhao Xiaole, "You’re so obedient?"

Zhao Xiaole pouted and whispered, "I get a bit scared when Uncle has a stern face."

As he said this, he reached out and tugged at Bo Jingshen’s clothes, showing a tattling attitude. noveldrama

Bo Jingshen immediately laughed, "Oh, you can tell when Song Boyuan has a stern face? Isn’t his face always the same?"

Bo Jingshen couldn’t discern any emotions on Song Boyuan’s face, feeling it was always the same.

Whenever it’s always a face as if his father had just died.

Upon hearing this, Bo Yuan turned to look at Bo Jingshen.

Bo Jingshen shrugged his shoulders, thinking, see, that’s exactly the face.

When did it change?

His son was really perceptive to notice his scowl?

Bo Yuan walked over to them, his tall stature closing the distance in just a few steps.

He was four centimeters taller than Bo Jingshen. Seeing him approach, Zhao Xiaole immediately put on a well-behaved face and whispered, "Next time I’ll just run with you..."

But Bo Yuan was obviously not angry because Zhao Xiaole tattled.

He walked up to Bo Jingshen and Su Lu.

Bo Jingshen watched him, looked at that face which barely ever changed...

Huh?

Wow, there really was a change!

Bo Jingshen blinked, sure that there were indeed slight changes in Bo Yuan’s expression, like his eyes and eyebrows seemed softer, and his look was somewhat submissive?

Bo Jingshen asked, "What’s up?"

After a few seconds of silence, Bo Yuan said, "Brother. Sister-in-law."

Had Bo Jingshen been drinking water, he would have sprayed it all over Bo Yuan’s face.

Bo Jingshen stared at Bo Yuan as if seeing a ghost, "What did you call me? Say it again?"

"Brother." Bo Yuan didn’t hesitate and then turned to Su Lu, "Sister-in-law."

Bo Jingshen was completely dumbfounded, suddenly feeling a sense of solidarity with Su Zhe and Shen Xun.

Su Lu, however, didn’t react much and just asked with a smiling face, "What’s up? Xiao Song."

Bo Jingshen gave Su Lu a peculiar look.

That "Xiao Song" had quite a spirit.

The tone of "Xiao Song" remained detached, flat as he said, "Qiaoqiao isn’t feeling well, but she refuses to go to the hospital. I can’t persuade her. Can you guys try?"

Clang.

Behind them, the knife Jing Qiao was using to cut luncheon meat trembled in her hand and dropped onto the plate with a clang.

She looked at Bo Yuan in shock.

Su Lu restrained a smile at the corner of her mouth and nodded, "Ah, then I’ll try to persuade her. If she still refuses to go to the hospital, I’ll call a doctor over, a friend of mine."

Bo Yuan pursed his lips, silent for a few seconds, then nodded slightly, "Thank you, sister-in-law." He hesitated for a moment, then added, "It’s better to take her to the hospital, she’s vomiting severely, I’m worried. Thanks, I appreciate it."

Su Lu nodded, then looked at Jing Qiao.

Jing Qiao was biting one corner of her mouth, her eyebrows furrowed. Her pretty little face indeed looked a bit pale, like she was unwell.

Su Lu asked, "What do you say?"

Jing Qiao said, "I... I don’t want to go to the hospital..."

She hated hospitals, had bad memories associated with them, and that was one reason she previously refused internal fixation surgery, although agreeing to it was already a significant change for her.

Su Lu said, "Okay, then I’ll have someone make a house call." She looked at Bo Yuan, "Xiao Song will cover the consultation fee."

Bo Yuan: "Any amount is fine."