Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

Chapter 97: Bits and Pieces



Chapter 97: Chapter 97: Bits and Pieces

Tang Cheng laughed when he heard Bo Jingshen say "you big young masters," clearly delighted, as though all his previous displeasure had dissipated like smoke in the air.

His eyes curved into crescents, and he no longer had that icy, noble demeanor, instead taking on the appearance of a charming, gentle, and refined gentleman.

With a pair of smiling eyes, Tang Cheng looked at Bo Jingshen and said, "A big young master, hmm? Congratulations, you’ve become one now, too."

Bo Jingshen furrowed his brows. "What do you mean?"

Tang Cheng explained, "It’s quite simple. You are now officially a young master of the Jing Family. To put it even more plainly, like us, you are a legitimate child born within wedlock, even though through a second marriage."

At that moment, Bo Jingshen squeezed the glass in his hand so hard that cracks formed. His mind and thoughts were shattered so completely that he didn’t even notice when Su Lu had left.

He might be naïve, but he understood the meaning behind Tang Cheng’s words.

Yet, when he opened his mouth, the only sound he could muster was a phrase that resembled self-deception, "What do you mean?"

"Come on, with your brains, if you really put your mind to it, Jing Su might not even be a match for you, so stop playing dumb in front of me, will you? I still have to go to the trouble of explaining it to you..." Tang Cheng clicked his tongue twice.

Although he said this, Tang Cheng didn’t mind elucidating further, simply because he was that bored.

After all, just as outsiders perceived, the life paths of big young masters like them were laid out early on – education, studying abroad, career – with absolutely no novelty. Moreover, they usually had no choice in the matter, or rather, they were so accustomed to these arrangements that they couldn’t be bothered to choose.

Thus, all that was left for them out of boredom was spending money. Besides that, if they could find some fun, they would naturally be willing.

Otherwise, Tang Cheng wouldn’t have been willing to come all this way and delay his return to Beijing, lingering here instead.

To be honest, let alone other matters, those involving the Jing Family were always a source of entertainment for them in Beijing, to the point that they’d placed multiple bets on various outcomes.

When Jing Su left the Jing Family, this bunch of idle folks bet on how long he could stick it out.

No one believed that Jing Su would genuinely give up his inheritance to the Jing Family at the time.

When the illegitimate daughter Jing Qiao was married off to the Song Family, they bet again—weighing in on how long Jing Qiao’s marriage to Song Boyuan would last and what her ultimate fate would be.

Tang Cheng even won that bet because although everyone agreed that Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan’s marriage wouldn’t last long, no one was as blunt as Tang Cheng, who wagered, "Given such in-laws, it wouldn’t be surprising if she went crazy."

And when Bo Jingshen was being groomed as the heir, they bet on whether a lousy wad of mud could stick to the wall? Clearly, Bo Jingshen was not the lousy mud they had assumed.

Truth be told, when it comes to family troubles, every household has its fair share.

But the Jing Family was definitely the most troublesome, hence always the subject of their idle gossip.

It’s just that these past few years have been incredibly dull. Jing Su left the Jing Family; Jingshen went abroad and never returned; Jing Qiao entered the Psychiatric Hospital and hadn’t emerged; Jing Ruo was the obedient little lamb within the Jing Family.

How terribly boring.

Until recently, at last, there was some fun again.

So, although Tang Cheng couldn’t be bothered to explain, he still painstakingly explained to Bo Jingshen.

"What else could it mean? Your mom is really something, quite remarkable. I’ve seen those who can hold on, but I’ve never seen anyone who can hold on like she can, for so many years? She truly managed to hold out until the day she became official. You didn’t know, did you? Jing Ce married your mom back home, and Jing Ce, though a playboy, never remarried after Ah Su’s mom passed away. But who would have thought..."

Despite having already guessed that this was what Tang Cheng meant, when he heard Tang Cheng say it so bluntly, Bo Jingshen still felt like every word was stabbing into his ears like needles.

That mother.

His mother... Zhou Xiaochu.

Bo Jingshen didn’t even know whether to cry or laugh. Should he congratulate her for finally achieving her desire?

From childhood to adulthood, Zhou Xiaochu never showed him any blood-related affection. Bo Jingshen couldn’t even feel any maternal love from her. Zhou Xiaochu’s gaze at him was always complex, complicated with a subtle pathological fervor.

Her demands and standards for him were always very high, exceptionally high.

Originally, Bo Jingshen thought this was Zhou Xiaochu’s maternal love, her hopes of him becoming successful.

But it wasn’t, it was never that.

She wanted Bo Jingshen to be outstanding, to definitely be outstanding because if he was good enough, maybe Jing Ce would notice, notice his excellence.

Perhaps then, mother and son could one day enter the gates of a wealthy family.

The man who nearly caused her death during childbirth, had it not been for Jiang Yan’s rescue.

But Zhou Xiaochu had no realization, and she wasn’t particularly grateful to Jiang Yan either.

After learning of Jiang Yan’s death, Zhou Xiaochu didn’t feel the slightest bit sad for the person who once saved her and her son’s lives.

On the contrary, she became even more... fervent. noveldrama

She only thought that now Jiang Yan was dead and my son is so excellent, do I have a chance?

No one could have predicted that Zhou Xiaochu could actually hold out for this day to come.

The corners of Bo Jingshen’s lips curved in a very bitter smile.

All his impressions of his father, even the whole concept of kinship, were tied to a Bo surname driver, someone with no blood relation to him and no great prospects, who survived by driving long-haul truck but was very, very loving towards him.

The kinship, the father-son affection that Bo Jingshen never sensed from his biological parents...

He had experienced it all with his foster father.

Tang Cheng said, "And then Jing Ce arranged a marriage for you. Speaking of which, it was originally Ah Su’s engagement, but it seems Ah Su really pissed off Jing Ce. He even passed the engagement on to you. The girl from the Xiao Family, Xiao Caizi. Your mom is overjoyed, she’s really happy with Xiao Caizi, almost wishing she could bring the girl home that very day."

"Although you don’t bother with the affairs in Feng City, in Beijing, especially during this period, who wouldn’t know? Xiao Caizi and the Jing Family are engaged." Tang Cheng shrugged his shoulders and continued, "And they surely know about your development in Feng City, with the news that the domestic branch is about to open."

Tang Cheng chuckled, "While I can’t be certain, I cannot be sure. But I can guess that when your company opens, people from Beijing will definitely come, although who specifically, I don’t know. Anyway, best of luck to you, and don’t resist it too much. You’ve got to learn to comfort yourself, you’ve got to think like this, your mom has wished for this for so many years and it finally happened, how difficult that must have been? And think this way too, Xiao Caizi is not bad, at the very least she’s pretty."


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