Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

"Ah Shen, why did that pretty auntie send you over here?"

Zhao Xiaole couldn’t understand, his big eyes locked onto Bo Jingshen.

Bo Jingshen felt helpless. This little guy still had the audacity to ask; if it hadn’t been for the little guy busily taking care of him, no one would have thought he was an invalid at such a young age—a good-looking young invalid, naturally pitiable to all observers.

The easiest to awaken people’s protective instincts.

So, because he checked the weather forecast and saw the wind was going to be strong today, which is good news as the fierce heat at this camping site means no air-conditioning, just natural breeze, a strong wind would make it cool. But the stability of the tents and the barbecue fire being potentially skewed by the wind needed to be considered.

So, Bo Jingshen had just gone to ask the campsite owner to lend him a nail to reinforce the tent a bit more.

A young woman from another group camping there happened to see him, she was quite enthusiastic, stuffing Bo Jingshen with some fruit and insisting on supporting him back.

And mostly, it was without any ulterior motive, just pure kindness. After all, looking at Zhao Xiaole and Su Lu alongside this handsome disabled man, they seemed every bit a family of three. Any sane woman wouldn’t harbor improper thoughts towards such a man.

People naturally favor beauty, and when they see someone good-looking, they tend to show a little extra gentleness and kindness.

Of course, Bo Jingshen wouldn’t let anyone support him on the way back, but the lady still escorted him over and said in a particularly friendly manner, "You’re inconvenienced. If you need help with anything, just call us. We’ve got plenty of young and strong people who can help."

Bo Jingshen expressed his thanks.