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

Chapter 563: Chapter 563

It was likely a group of college students taking advantage of the Mid-Autumn Festival holiday to travel nearby.

They had a vibrant look about them, taking the initiative to cup and ask if they could take pictures of the

two RVs, seeking the consent of Bo Jingshen and Song Boyuan.

Then, they were drawn by the handslooks of the two ‘owners’, and they wanted to ask if they could take a

picture together.

Originally, one would have thought that Song Boyuan was a person of bad temperament, who might coldly

refuse.

At least, that’s what Su Lu had thought.

But Jing Qiao knew that this was not the case. Although Song Boyuan was not a mild-tempered and amiable

person—he was indifferent, not talkative, and actually not very good at socializing, nor was he easily able to

develop close relationships with others, which is why even his friends were few and far between.

However, Jing Qiao was very aware that although Song Boyuan’s temper wasn’t the best, he had exceptional

tolerance for strangers without malice.

Jing Qiao once didn’t understand why, but Song Boyuan had said, “Strangers have never harmed me, it’s only

the people | know who have wanted to hurt me, and who have hurt me. | like strangers; no exchange is needed,

no guessing or scrutiny, and no malice.”

Jing Qiao felt particularly sorry for him because of this.

What kind of past experiences must one have gone through to have such unusual patience with strangers, who

one would normally be wary of, and yet be extraordinarily guarded against acquainted individuals, who one

would normally let their guard down with?

As the two of them approached, they overheard Song Boyuan saying, “It’s okay to take pictures of the RVs, but

leave the people out of it.”

The college students did not insist, as their initial desire was to take pictures of the RVs. They only considered

taking pictures with the owners because they found them attractive; if it were a pair of unkempt, unsightly men,

the story would likely have ended there.

Seeing Jing Qiao coming over, Song Boyuan’s gaze softened a bit.

Su Lu also witnessed the tolerance and patience that Song Boyuan extended to strangers.

He allowed them to take photos, one after the other, group pictures, taking turns, for about half an hour.

Eventually, the students themselves becembarrassed and brought over a bag of snacks for them.

“Sorry for the inconvenience, did we waste much of your time? Please accept this small token for your journey,

and pardon us if it’s not to your liking,” they said politely.

The students were very courteous, mainly because they thought people who could afford such RVs probably

didn’t lack for snacks.

Anyway, they arrived noisily and happily, and they left just as happily.

“You really have the patience of a saint,” Bo Jingshen couldn't help but say to Song Boyuan.

Song Boyuan glanced at him, “Why be impatient?”

“We don’t even know them.”

“It’s exactly because we don’t know them.” Song Boyuan asked Bo Jingshen, “You know Jing Ce, do you think

he’s better than them?”

“Hey, listen...” Bo Jingshen thought to himself, unhappy with the comparison.

But he also felt that what Song Boyuan said made sense.

These students had arrived noisily and left the sway. They expressed their sincere admiration, envy, and

thanks without any reservation.

All these were positive emotions, purely positive energy, enough to uplift anyone's spirits.

How could that not be better than Jing Ce? Even just bringing up Jing Ce’s nnow was enough to evoke a

bunch of negative energy.

Bo Jingshen, realizing this, patted Song Boyuan on the shoulder to show his understanding.

Then they were back on the road.

Su Lu, worried that the driver, Bo Jingshen, would be too tired, kept him company by talking and occasionally

feeding him snacks along the way.

“This is quite tasty, did Jing Qiao make it?” Bo Jingshen ate a braised quail egg and found it rather good, so he

asked.

“No, it's the ready-to-eat food left by those college students just now, the crispy fish, braised quail eggs, braised

dried tofu and stuff. | also think it’s pretty decent,” Su Lu took a bite.

“I definitely wouldn't want to make this,” Jing Qiao waved her hand dismissively, “Peeling quail eggs is too much

trouble, better to just buy them ready to eat.”

Su Lu laughed, “See? It seems that letting those young people snap a round of photos just now was beneficial

after all.”

After another hour or so, they finally reached their destination.

Just looking at the scenery around, it already had the vibe of a rural holiday spot, with beautiful mountains, clear

waters, and lovely views.

Someone was already waiting for them at the entrance to the village.

It was a local village official, who was originally working on poverty alleviation and developing industry in the

surrounding rural areas, so of course, he was very enthusiastic after knowing President Song's intentions.

After getting into the car, he exclaimed, “Mr. Song, this car is incredibly luxurious.”

Song Boyuan said in a straightforward manner, “The project we discussed before, if we proceed with it nearby,

building a motorhcamping resort, won't use vehicles of this caliber.”

The village official cracked a smile, “Of course, that | understand. If we were to use vehicles of this standard...

the costs would be too high.”

Bo Jingshen asked, “Which way to go?”

The village official mistook him for the driver and directed, “Driver Sir, I'll show you the way. The main roads here

are alright, but the smaller roads inside are a bit narrow and probably not as smooth as this main one.”

Driver Sir | muttered: “...No worries, I've got experience.”

“Ah, that’s great then,” the village official enthusiastically started giving directions to Bo Jingshen.

Su Lu tried to suppress her laughter by the side, feeling almost stomach-ache inducing.

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“It does look pretty good indeed,” said Su, wife of the truck driver I.

I nodded, “It is nice. But | noticed that there was another road behind us, which looked to be in better condition

than this crummy one we took, but he deliberately didn’t lead us that way.”

Su said, “Since the boss is interested in developing this area! To get rich, build roads first. He obviously hopes

that Boss Song would build a road in, and fix up this crummy road.”

But this was something even Su Lu had noticed, and someone as cunning as Song Boyuan obviously wouldn't be

oblivious to it.

Upon reaching the destination, Bo Jingshen parked the car and got out. Then Song Boyuan asked Bo Jingshen,

“What do you think?”

Bo Jingshen joked, “I'm just a truck driver, don’t ask me.”

Song Boyuan paused for two seconds and said, “Big Uncle.”

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By then, he also realized that what President Song had told him over the phone wasn’t spolite refusal; he

really had call this way for a family trip!

He had always thought that Song Boyuan was here for an inspection and just claimed it to be a trip.

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Su Lu commented, “I think he’s quite on the ball.”

Jing Qiao was also enjoying her food, “The fish here is not bad at all.”