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

38: Chapter 38 Painting Him 38: Chapter 38 Painting Him Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Lu Feichi didn’t expect Su Lu to ask this.

It seemed like she really didn’t want Bo Jingshen to know.

Lu Feichi didn’t answer but instead asked back, “Why?”

Su Lu helplessly smiled and shook her head, “It’s nothing, just that…

he doesn’t need to know.”

About what happened back then, Bo Jingshen hated her.

Su Lu was conflicted, but no matter what, the damage was already done.

It was better that he hated her than having regrets.

It wasn’t Bo Jingshen’s fault for what happened back then.

So, regardless of everything, Su Lu didn’t quite want Bo Jingshen to regret it.

She was the one at fault, he did nothing wrong back then, so why should he regret it?

“Get in the car.

Why are you in a daze?”

A luxury car stopped in front, Bo Jingshen leaned over from the driver’s seat and saw her standing there in a trance, assuming she was dizzy from drinking again.

He sighed lightly, “Forget it, with your tolerance, you’re trying to help someone fend off drinks…”

With that, he opened the door and got out, walked over to the passenger side, and opened the door, “Get in the car.”

Su Lu wasn’t dizzy, she got into the passenger seat, turned her head to say goodbye to Lu Feichi.

Lu Feichi nodded, reached out, and patted Bo Jingshen’s shoulder, “Keep in contact.”

“Mm.

See you.” Bo Jingshen also patted his shoulder, then waved to others before turning back to the driver’s seat and driving away.

Back at the hotel, Su Lu went to the bathroom to shower first.

When she came out, Bo Jingshen sat behind the desk, a silver metallic laptop on the table.

He wore a pair of fine-framed blue light-blocking glasses on his nose, exuding a calm and wise elite aura.

Hearing Su Lu coming out, he raised his eyes behind the glasses to look at her.

“There’s hangover soup on the table in the living room.

Drink it and go to sleep.”

“Oh…

a moment, and still asked,

this, she saw Bo Jingshen’s

thought, she

the same roof now, it felt like

didn’t mean anything by

with some amusement and didn’t

said, “I have a video conference with

early after you

we need to go to the hospital

it was indeed the right time to

nodded, but seeing him raise his hand to massage

working a bit too

was a small earthen

was hot dried pollack

sitting in the living room, just so she could see the man sitting behind the desk in the

conference should have

and composed at

in a low voice, the content was mostly concise

sounded very good when speaking

lasted for

softly, “The issues we mentioned earlier, we’ll

conference ended, Bo Jingshen took off his glasses and rubbed his nose

Then he froze.

should have been sleeping there like a little pig

Where was Xiaolu?

just walked to

woman lying on the long sofa, already

small earthen pot on the coffee table had long lost its heat, and most

steady and long, her little face flushed

hotel’s provided notepad against her chest, while the other hand dangled off the edge of the sofa, with a

and placed it on the coffee table, then gently took the notepad from her chest, ready to

His gaze suddenly stopped.

was a detailed pencil

of the man sitting behind the desk, looking at the computer screen, exquisitely

It was him.

subtleties of his calm and serious expression and slight

for a moment, staring at

gaze fell on the woman who

much

the woman he once loved the most, in fact, was a quiet person who loved painting, a talented student from

further from the life she once wanted, not holding a paintbrush,

cost of growing

growing up really was, not good at

her up with ease, carrying

up, it was

how

clearly fallen