Chapter 392: Chapter 392
Upon hearing this, Jing Su’s expression paused for a mont. He pursed his lips and pondered, “He probably doesn’t have that much energy anymore.”
Bo Jingshen’s hatred for Jing Ce was different. Not for a day had Bo Jingshen considered Jing Ce as his father. His father had always been that gentle almost ek long-distance bus driver.
Towards Jing Ce, there was nothing but disgust and hatred.
There’s no fault in it, Jing Ce had never been his father for a day, and he had never treated him as his son either.
What was Bo Jingshen anyway, just a fallback option. He wasn’t considered a son. Even in Jing Ce’s eyes, he wasn’t considered a person, he was just a choice made out of necessity.
But Jing Su was different. After all, Jing Su had genuinely been Jing Ce’s son. Although Jing Ce was biased and cold, lacking a sense of responsibility and even respect towards won,
he was still good to Jing Su, at least when Jing Su was young. When Jing Ce first beca a father, there was a period when he was really good to his son.
But as Jing Su grew older and under the Jing Family’s gu-raising style of education, naturally the father-son warmth disappeared.
Plus, with Jing Ce’s ongoing infidelity and the death of their mother, all sorts of things kept pushing the father and son further apart.
Jing Ce had done too many wrongs. Instead, after this catastrophe, injured and sick, he was no longer the domineering Jing Ce but a fragile old man lying in a hospital bed.
Jing Su wasn’t a completely cold-blooded and heartless person, so he couldn’t remain entirely indifferent. After seeing his weakened father, Jing Su had already let down a lot of his guard against him.
But Bo Jingshen wouldn’t. Bo Jingshen let out a cold laugh, “I don’t think so. Even old dogs still have teeth.”
Upon hearing this, Jing Su’s brows furrowed slightly, “Anyway, you don’t need to worry too much about him. I’ll be watching. As for whether to let Jing Qiao stay with Su Lu, you decide.”
Since Jing Su had said so, Bo Jingshen didn’t say much more and ended the video call.
Bo Jingshen looked towards Su Lu, just to see her mouth slightly curved. Realizing sothing, Bo Jingshen frowned and said, “Su Xiaolu, you…”
Su Lu said with a curved smile, “I can still decide things for myself, right?”
“You…” Bo Jingshen’s brows tightened.
Jing Qiao was beside them, feeling helpless, and didn’t want Bo Jingshen to be troubled, “Maybe we should just forget it?”
“Forget what?” Su Lu patted Jing Qiao’s hand, “You’re coming with to my place today.”
It wasn’t that she was too kind-hearted, it was just that the scene today where Jing Qiao was almost abducted was quite frightening to witness.
Bo Jingshen was silent next to her. Su Lu knew he was having a hard ti, worrying both about his sister and even more about her and the child.
It was not easy for him.
Su Lu sat beside him and thought for a bit before dialing a number. It was quickly picked up on the other end.
Zhao Ying’s voice was smiling on the line, “Sweetheart, missing ?”
“Yeah, I miss you,” Su Lu said with a laugh, “Have you finished your business in Beijing?”
“Not yet. How could it be that quick. It’s a pretty big project. I probably won’t be able to join you and Xiao Le for the sumr holiday. Have fun, and I’ll reimburse you,” Zhao Ying said.
“Mom.” Su Lu called out to her.
“Hmm?” Zhao Ying’s voice still carried a smile.
Su Lu pondered for a while before speaking, “Can you send Brother Yi Da and his team to Feng City?”
As soon as Su Lu uttered these words, the laughter in Zhao Ying’s voice imdiately disappeared, replaced by the calm and rational tone that defined President Zhao.
Even so seriousness and gravity crept in, “Why do you suddenly need them there? What happened?”
In front of Jing Qiao, Su Lu couldn’t discuss too much of soone else’s private affairs with Zhao Ying, so she could only reply, “I’m outside now, can I explain when I get back? Anyway, I just want Brother Yi Da and his team to co to Feng City now.”
Su Lu knew her mother, who was always well-mannered. By rights, now that she had explained as much, her mother shouldn’t press further.
Unexpectedly, when it ca to issues related to Su Lu’s safety, Zhao Ying had no regard for propriety or setting.
She sensitively realized that Su Lu might be with Bo Jingshen, which could be why speaking freely was difficult for her.
So she asked with a lowered voice, “Are you with Bo Jingshen right now?”
“Mom…” Su Lu felt sowhat helpless about her mother’s keenness.
But Zhao Ying wasn’t concerned about that and imdiately said, “Let Bo Jingshen talk to .”
Su Lu turned on the speakerphone and looked at Bo Jingshen with a sowhat innocent gaze.
“Hello,” Bo Jingshen began.
From the other end, Zhao Ying’s voice remained serious, “What happened? Why is my daughter asking for a bodyguard? Can’t you protect her?”
“No, it’s not like that, it’s not what you think.” Bo Jingshen raised his hand to his forehead, seeming to have a bit of a headache, but his expression wasn’t too troubled.
It was more like he was carrying a sweet burden, mostly one of resignation.
But actually, he was quite pleased Zhao Ying was asking him this at the mont. It felt like… she was acknowledging his role in Su Lu’s life.
Bo Jingshen felt like a little wife from ancient tis, yearning for her lord to give her a title, but he wasn’t offended at all. Instead, he found it quite delightful… which was a bit shaless, really. But in this regard, Bo Jingshen never cared about such things. Who needs to be respected when one has a wife and children?
“What’s going on then?” Zhao Ying asked, “Take the phone aside and talk to , so Su Lu won’t beat around the bush and avoid the truth.”
“Mom!” Su Lu was utterly exasperated.
“Am I wrong?” Zhao Ying pressed her, “Are you rational when it cos to matters involving him?”
Su Lu didn’t reply, instead, she handed the phone to Bo Jingshen and nodded towards the doorway, gesturing for him to take the call outside.
Bo Jingshen smiled, turned off the speakerphone, took the phone, and walked to one side.
Walking towards the door, he spoke, “Chairman Zhao, please speak. I’ve stepped outside.”
“Alright, I’ll get straight to the point,” Zhao Ying’s voice was still calm and serious, “Is Jing Ce planning on causing so sort of trouble?”
Although Bo Jingshen had been unable to let his guard down against Jing Ce during his earlier conversation with Jing Su, he was honest with Zhao Ying, “No, his current physical condition shouldn’t allow him to…”
Bo Jingshen hadn’t finished speaking when he suddenly stopped, realizing sothing.
His brow furrowed deeply, and his voice grew lower, “Why do you ask this? Do you have so information… that I don’t know about?”
Zhao Ying let out a cold laugh, but Bo Jingshen couldn’t detect any malice in it, so it probably wasn’t directed at him.
“As long as Jing Ce is alive, one cannot relax their vigilance against soone like him.”
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