Su Lu thought about the incidents involving Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan that she had heard from Bo Jingshen.
She couldn't help feeling some sighs of emotion.
If, if it hadn't been for Song Boyuan's stepmother meddling back then, if Jing Qiao's child could have been saved, Song Boyuan would have been a good father.
He was so affectionate towards Jing Qiao's nephew; how much more would he cherish a child born of Jing Qiao and himself?
The soak in the hot spring actually didn't take too long; after all, the weather was hot, and no one wanted to linger in pool after pool of hot water.
So after a whirlwind bath, they went to the hotel for some cold desserts.
Zhao Xiaole, spoon in mouth, asked Jing Qiao, "Auntie, when will you dance for me?"
Jing Qiao smiled and said, "I'll dance after you finish your ice cream."
Zhao Xiaole hastily finished the ice cream and then excitedly pulled at Jing Qiao's hand, which was a little messy from eating the dessert.
