Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

Chapter 475: Chapter 475

But as it turned out, Xiao Song was really making an effort to appease his uncle and sister-in-law.

Not only was he willing to bring Jing Qiao out, but he even arranged the seating for the meal.

"It should have been my responsibility to extend hospitality," Bo Jingshen said.

Sitting opposite him, Song Boyuan smoothly rinsed Jing Qiao’s bowl and chopsticks with tea water.

His tone was even, "No worries, it’s my duty to treat you guys to a meal."

Bo Jingshen didn’t say anything but glanced at Su Lu, who met his gaze. Su Lu could clearly see the triumph in Bo Jingshen’s eyes, screaming—Look, look, even a tough guy like Song Boyuan is calling us brother and sister-in-law.

Seeing that look, Su Lu wanted to laugh and decided to just bow her head and seriously choose dishes from the menu, ignoring him.

The dishes were served quickly, and Jing Qiao opened two steam baskets, bringing out creatively shaped steamed buns.

Zhao Xiaole laughed with glee, "Hahaha, piggy buns! Thanks, auntie."

"Don’t mention it, sweetie, eat up," Jing Qiao was in a good mood, and although Song Boyuan sitting beside her had an expressionless handsome face, the atmosphere around him was clearly not as gloomy.

It was crab season, and Bo Jingshen, with a grand gesture, ordered quite a few large crabs.

After all, Xiao Song was paying, so why not go for it? The crabs that arrived were a pound each, packed with so much crab roe it seemed the shells could barely contain it!

Su Lu was peeling crabs for Zhao Xiaole. Considering that crabs have a cooling nature and the child was still young, she dared not let him eat too much. Luckily, Zhao Xiaole wasn’t very keen on it and had a small appetite; half a crab was about enough.

As Su Lu peeled, she would also casually pop a piece of crab leg into Bo Jingshen’s mouth, and the family of three enjoyed their meal harmoniously.

Across the table, Xiao Song had his eyebrows knitted tightly, his perfect phoenix-shaped eyes almost glaring; he stared at the large crab on his plate, seemingly at war with it.

He wanted to peel a crab for Jing Qiao. After opening the shell and scooping all the plentiful roe into a small spoon with some crab vinegar, he was about to add it to Jing Qiao’s bowl.

But it was intercepted midway by his uncle.

Song Boyuan looked up at Bo Jingshen, his usual elongated phoenix eyes widened slightly in confusion, not anger, just bewilderment.

Bo Jingshen didn’t hold back at all, and Su Lu almost wanted to cover her face, seeing how Xiao Song across them, although formidable, was just outwitted. noveldrama

After a tough battle with the crab on his plate, and just as he finally got a spoonful of roe ready for Jing Qiao,

Bo Jingshen shamelessly snatched it away.

Bo Jingshen devoured it in one bite! Cleaned the spoon so thoroughly, you wouldn’t guess it had been filled with roe just moments before!

Bo Jingshen smacked his lips contentedly, meeting Song Boyuan’s puzzled gaze, and explained, "Crab roe is too cold in nature; Jing Qiao can’t eat it. She should stick to crab meat, especially since she’s also taking traditional medicine."

Then, seeing Song Boyuan’s eyes that were initially round due to confusion suddenly light up with understanding.

Song Boyuan then stopped wrestling with the crab roe, shifting his battle to the crab meat.

Su Lu found it all quite amusing. For some reason, even though she thought Bo Jingshen was rather unscrupulous, she still found herself entertained by Song Boyuan’s antics.

Zhao Xiaole, sitting in a children’s chair, giggled and handed a piece of crab leg meat to Song Boyuan, "Uncle, you’re so clumsy, here, eat this."

Song Boyuan didn’t mind and took a bite, then continued his struggle with the crab.

Clang!

He, exerting too much force and unable to stop in time, not only snapped a crab leg but also caused the cups and dishes to clatter loudly, and the broken crab shell quickly scratched a bloody line across his thumb.

Jing Qiao was not blind; the man was sitting right beside her, making such a racket, and she heard everything clearly.

She glanced over to see him sucking on his bleeding thumb.

Jing Qiao, pressing her lips together silently, reached out and took the mangled crab in front of him, methodically dismantling it.

Perhaps because Jing Qiao’s demeanor was gentle and soothing, everything she did seemed effortlessly elegant.

Su Lu thought that maybe it was because ballet dancers just had that air and demeanor about them, almost as if it was engraved in their bones, that every move they made was graceful.

Even dismantling a crab, she did it more elegantly than others, and the crab meat was peeled out very much intact.

After finishing, Jing Qiao casually placed the bowl filled with crab meat in front of Song Boyuan, then used the emptied crab shell to piece together a crab figure for Zhao Xiaole.

Zhao Xiaole was indeed very pleased, "Wow! My auntie is the best! The best in the world!"

Su Lu couldn’t help but chuckle, "Oh, are mom and dad not amazing then?"

Zhao Xiaole, being very factual, bit his finger, looked seriously at Su Lu, and said, "Why don’t you and dad try making a crab figure to see if you can do it better than auntie?"

If not, then auntie making a crab figure is the best in the world.

The kid had principles in his heart.

Su Lu pondered for a moment and said, "Your auntie is the best in the world."

Zhao Xiaole laughed out loud, "My auntie is the best in the world!"

Song Boyuan stared at the crab meat in the small bowl, eating slowly as if it were some exquisite delicacy.

Jing Qiao, with a very calm voice, said, "Eat quickly, it’ll smell fishy once it cools."

Song Boyuan blinked and then started to eat heartily.

This meal, it must be said, from any perspective, and from any of their points of view, was very delightful.

Jing Qiao enjoyed the atmosphere as she loved having her brother, sister-in-law, and Xiao Le around, giving her a very warm feeling.

As for Zhao Xiaole, with his mom, dad, and aunt and uncle there, and with delicious food, the kid felt it was perfect.

Of course, Song Boyuan naturally didn’t need to say more; Jing Qiao had peeled two crabs for him.

The last time Jing Qiao peeled a crab for him was shortly after they got married.

Someone had gifted him a box of large, vigorous crabs.

But perhaps due to jostling or the packaging not being tight enough, or some other reason, the ropes that were originally tied around the crabs had loosened!

He was just opening the box to check when a group of bold and brash crabs began brandishing their claws and attempting to escape.

Song Boyuan, a man coddled from a young age, had never seen such a spectacle.

He had no idea what to do.