h4Chapter 523: Chapter 523/h4

These people, wasn’t it enough that they came to trouble her? Why did they also have to bother her elder brother when he was already in this condition...

Jing Qiao’s lips were tightly pursed.

Song Boyuan turned his gaze toward them, "Aren’t you leaving yet? Are you waiting for me to invite you?"

The expression of that uncle from earlier still held some anger, as if he wanted to say something more, but other rtives held him back.

They then apologized to Song Boyuan with a smile, "Alright, alright, we’ll take our leave now. President Jing, you rest well, we won’t disturb you anymore, and we wish you a speedy recovery."

Then, they finally left from Jing Su’s hospital room.

Jing Qiao took out the lunch boxes one by one, cing them on the table in front of Jing Su’s hospital bed, and while doing so, she said to Jing Su, "Brother, I made yellow croaker for you. You like it, right? Don’t worry, I’ve removed all the bones."

The caregiver immediately came over, "Don’t worry, I will take good care of Mr. Jing."

It was then that Jing Qiao took out another thermal bag, took out the meal boxes inside, and ced them on the coffee table.

Song Boyuan just sat quietly by the coffee table.

Jing Qiao said, "I’m sorry, sister-inw, I didn’t know that you and Ruoruo would being, so I didn’t prepare anything for you."

Jing Ruo waved her hand nonchntly, "It’s okay, it’s okay, I have a small appetite anyway. There’s plenty here with brother-inw, just give me a few bites to try."

As Jing Ruo finished her sentence, Song Boyuan’s gaze turned towards her, with no emotion, no warmth—seemingly no different from his usual expression.

But Su Lu, because of her time spent in Feng City, hade to understand Song Boyuan quite well.

So, she immediately grabbed Jing Ruo, "Alright, stop causing amotion,e with me to pick up Xiao Le."

Su Lu then looked at Song Boyuan and said, "Xiao Song, eat slowly. Ruoruo and I will go pick up Xiao Le, and we’lle back soon."

Song Boyuan nodded, "My driver is at the entrance, I’ll have him take you."

Su Lu didn’t stand on ceremony with him, nodding in agreement, "Good. Eat plenty."

After pulling Jing Ruo out of the hospital room, Jing Ruo still felt a bit regretful, "The meal sister cooked looks really delicious, I didn’t even get to try a bite."

Su Lu said, "I’ll treat you to something delicious, just don’t try snatching food from a tiger’s mouth, it won’t end well."

Jing Ruo then finally realized the real intention behind Su Lu dragging her away, "Really? Is brother-inw that stingy?"

Su Lu responded helplessly, "It depends on how you define ’stingy.’ He might effortlessly build a castle for Zhao Xiaole, but when ites to the food Jing Qiao made for him, he probably wouldn’t want to share a single bite."

Jing Ruo instantly understood.

When they reached the kindergarten, Zhao Xiaole’s ss hadn’t ended yet; they were having an outdoor lesson, and from outside the kindergarten fence, they could see a line of small kids, ying games.

Zhao Xiaole stood out distinctly, and even Jing Ruo could recognize him at a nce.

No other reason, just that he was the most dazzling kid on the field.

"Sister-inw, the son you gave birth to is so good-looking..." Jing Ruo stared at him.

Su Lu chuckled, "Yes, I have to thank your brother for the good stock."

Jing Ruo chuckled out loud, "You’re so cheeky, does your brother know?"

Su Lu raised an eyebrow, thought for a moment, then said, "Me being this cheeky is probably something your brother spoiled me into."

Jing Ruo admitted defeat and waited outside with Su Lu.

A chubby kid was always following Zhao Xiaole, but they didn’t seem to be very close friends.

Jing Ruo kept staring and couldn’t help saying, "Sister-inw, I think that chubby kid looks like he wants to bully Xiaole."

Su Lu took a closer look, "Zhou Xiaolong? I don’t think so. He and Xiaole usually get along fine."

However, Jing Ruo still felt...

"I think his expression looks very angry, he seems like he really wants to bully Xiaole." Jing Ruo frowned, understanding that kids will be kids and roughhouse, but the sight of the chubby kid made her think of her nephew being at a disadvantage, and she couldn’t stay calm any longer.

She even began to think about calling a teacher over.

But Su Lu appearedpletely unruffled, even reassuring Jing Ruo, "Don’t worry, he can’t bully Zhao Xiaole."

Yet not long after, they indeed started fighting.

However, the scene was not quite what Jing Ruo had imagined, she had originally thought her nephew would be bullied by the chubby kid.

Unexpectedly, just as the chubby kid started trouble, he was quickly pinned to the ground by her nephew.

The teacher hurriedly pulled the two children apart. The chubby kid immediately began to cry bitterly.

Su Lu had always been worried about her son being bullied, being just a normal mother, fearful of her child facing bullying.

Moreover, she worried about Zhao Xiaole’s health, so she had sent him to learn Sanda early on, even though it seemed only to be shy moves—after all, he was still just a child.

But against other children, it was enough.

Jing Ruo then realized why Su Lu wasn’t worried; it turned out she had always known her child wouldn’t be disadvantaged.

Zhou Xiaolong was lying on the ground, throwing tantrums, and no amount of coaxing by the teacher helped.

Having no other choice, the teacher negotiated with Zhao Xiaole, "Xiaole, you are a good boy; could you apologize to Xiaolong? If you apologize to him, he should stop crying."

Zhao Xiaole’s face was expressionless when he heard this.

He was, after all, the son of Bao Jing and resembled him closely, so his features carried a simr quality—if he wasn’t smiling, his face looked particrly cold.

Even as just a child, this demeanor was already evident.

Zhao Xiaole’s face showed no warmth, "I didn’t do anything wrong; why should I apologize?"

Zhou Xiaolong kept on bawling next to them, causing the teacher great distress.

The teacher said, "Because you are a good boy, let’s amodate Xiaolong a bit. Apologize to him, and he’ll stop crying."

Zhao Xiaole looked at the teacher. "Is it just to make him stop crying?"

The teacher nodded, "Yes, just to stop him from crying. When our friends cry, we should havepassion, right?"

Zhao Xiaole ignored thement, walked up to Zhou Xiaolong, clenched his fists, and said coldly, "If you don’t get up and stop crying, I’ll hit you."

"Gulp!" Zhou Xiaolong was probably stunned by Zhao Xiaole’s imposing manner, and his wailing stopped as he stared at Zhao Xiaole, even starting to hup.

The teacher breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this little ’devil’ had finally stopped throwing a tantrum, and then thought he should teach Xiaole that while intimidation had worked, such a method of using force was not advisable.

"Xiaole, you..." The teacher hadn’t finished speaking.

From not far away came a gentle voice, "Son,e here."

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