Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

Chapter 437: Chapter 437

After that, Jing Qiao truly developed psychological issues. Even though Song Boyuan realized his mistake, he dared not release her, fearing she might actually seek death.

Thus, Jing Qiao underwent another period of convalescence in the hospital.

And Song Boyuan himself underwent a considerable period of psychological therapy.

Later, when Jing Qiao was discharged from the hospital, she met with Jing Ce. Zhou Xiaochu was also present at the time. Then something happened to Jing Ce, and Bo Jingshen took the blame for his mother, arranging for Jing Qiao’s care before he went in.

And then, it led to the present.

From the moment Su Lu heard Bo Jingshen recount these events, until now, it might have been a mere half hour.

Yet, this brief summary told of Jing Qiao’s years of agony. It goes to show, no matter how happy or unhappy life is, sweet or bleak, whether it feels like an eternity to the one living it, to outsiders, in their eyes, in their words, it’s nothing more than a half-hour summary.

Only the person themselves knows the full spectrum of emotions they experienced.

That’s why caring too much about others’ opinions is pointless and exhausting.

"Alas, one can only say, it’s hard for everyone," Su Lu remarked.

Bo Jingshen pursed his lips, "That’s why I actually quite understand why Su Zhe and Shen Xun are not fond of me."

Without standing in a similar position, it’s truly impossible to empathize.

But now, because of all this with Jing Qiao, Bo Jingshen found himself in a position similar to theirs.

He thought about it, understood the reasoning, and knew that sometimes people have no choice but to act from compulsion. Still, he felt angry. Your compulsion, why should my sister pay for it? Why should my sister sacrifice her health, lose her child, suffer in her relationships, and nearly lose her will to live? All because of your troubles?

Then Su Lu heard Bo Jingshen say that afterward, Song Boyuan was like a madman. It was from then on that he earned the reputation of a rabid dog.

"He almost killed his stepmother Liu Jiarong with his own hands. Not even his father could stop him. He was really pointing a gun directly at Liu Jiarong’s forehead, demanding life for the child that never got a chance to be born."

Song Boyuan’s father couldn’t stop him at all. Present at the time were also Song Boyuan’s three paternal half-brothers. He wanted to kill Liu Jiarong then slaughter those three brothers. He told them, since he had psychological issues, he wouldn’t have to pay with his life for the murders.

Even if he had to pay, he was ready to give up on living, since his life had no meaning. He had made a will, leaving all his property to Jing Qiao. As long as he could have his revenge, he was willing to die.

Song Boyuan’s father, fearing he would really do it, saw his life’s reckless endeavors all but thrown away. As a man in his twilight years, seeing his wife and children either dead or insane, it would all be over.

That’s why Song Boyuan’s father told him at the time that just killing them was too easy. It would be better to punish them slowly. noveldrama

Of course, Song Boyuan knew his father was using a delaying tactic, trying to stabilize his emotions and protect his wife and children first, then plot slowly later.

Song Boyuan approved the idea, indeed, slowly punishing them felt more satisfying.

But he also saw through his father’s delaying tactic. His methods were sharp, not giving his father any chance to scheme.

He bought a private psychiatric hospital and had his stepmother committed there.

Those three paternal half-brothers were sent to a war-torn small country in the Third World, supposedly to expand business opportunities there. But in reality, it was an exile, and within the first year, both their legs were broken.

As for the stepmother in the psychiatric hospital, she received special care, ending up deaf in one ear and half-deaf in the other.

Because she once slapped Jing Qiao, causing Jing Qiao’s eardrum to bleed.

In the days that followed, whenever Song Boyuan’s mood soured, he would ensure that ’special attention’ was paid to Liu Jiarong.

As for Song Boyuan’s father, he had been stripped of all his power and authority in a thunderous coup by Song Boyuan, who even began to devour his wealth. Without Song Boyuan, he might very well have ended up homeless.

Yet his father and Liu Jiarong, who had once professed their love as true and unyielding as steel, and had three children together, had scattered at the first sign of trouble. Song Boyuan’s father never again mentioned bringing Liu Jiarong out, or having their three sons returned.

He feared that upsetting Song Boyuan would completely ruin the luxurious life he now enjoyed.

Liu Jiarong, too, was on her knees begging for mercy, promising to leave his father and forgo any money, willing to take their three sons and flee far away, just to be spared.

But Song Boyuan wasn’t willing.

"If I let you go, how would I vent my anger when I’m enraged?" he had said.

Even now, Liu Jiarong was still detained there.

"So indeed," Bo Jingshen said, "Song Boyuan probably won’t abuse Jing Qiao, not just won’t, but it’s also likely..."

Bo Jingshen pursed his lips, leaving his sentence unfinished, yet Su Lu understood. It was likely self-abuse.

To use a heart full of affection to knock on a door that was already closed tight. Without a bloody head, it might never open.

"Then I should still take Xiao Le with me tomorrow. I think it’s a good thing that Xiao Qiao is willing to start dancing again."

Su Lu had made up her mind.

Bo Jingshen smiled and nodded, "Indeed, it’s a good thing. Go ahead, and with Jing Qiao there, Song Boyuan probably won’t pose any threat to you."

Even with this dangerous person, the safety button was right beside.

Su Lu thought for a moment and said, "Song Boyuan told Zhao Xiaole that he is Zhao Xiaole’s uncle."

Bo Jingshen paused, "Er..."

"He wasn’t lying, was he?"

"Yes," Bo Jingshen nodded. "With his level of obsession, how could he agree to a divorce with Jing Qiao? With his capabilities and influence, if he doesn’t agree, the marriage would never end."

Knowing that with Jing Qiao there, Song Boyuan posed no danger, Bo Jingshen actually didn’t stop Su Lu from going.

Furthermore, he even suggested, "You should try to get some benefits out of Song Boyuan’s mouth. You’re getting his Little Butterfly to learn to fly again, which isn’t easy. How could he not give something in return? Song Boyuan, I must say, is a genius in doing business. Not many can get anything out of him. Give it a try."

Indeed, there’s not a businessman without a scheme. Su Lu couldn’t help but give Bo Jingshen a sidelong glance, "Would you really use your own sister and wife and child like that?"

Bo Jingshen laughed, "Me? I..." He stopped mid-sentence, suddenly realizing the implication of ’wife and child’ in Su Lu’s words just now.

Although he had always thought of Su Lu and Zhao Xiaole in those terms, hearing it from Su Lu himself, he couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion inside.

He wrapped his arms around Su Lu and kissed her deeply, "Yes, my wife."