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…

for a

saying this, she saw

lip and thought, she really shouldn’t

now, it felt like many words had become inexplicably

honestly didn’t mean anything by

his eyebrows with some amusement and didn’t say

only said, “I have a video conference with the

early after you

need to go to the hospital

right time to have a meeting with Boss’s overseas

nodded, but seeing him raise his hand

was working a bit too

the living room was a small earthen pot, seemingly just delivered by room service,

was hot dried pollack

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

should have

looking calm and composed at the screen, occasionally scrolling the mouse to browse document

the content

sounded very good

lasted for

that will be it for today.” Bo Jingshen said softly, “The issues we mentioned

Jingshen took off his glasses and rubbed

Then he froze.

directly facing the desk was empty; the woman who should have been sleeping there like a little pig was

Where was Xiaolu?

Jingshen stood up, just

on the long sofa, already sleeping like a

had long lost its heat, and most of the

and long, her

chest, holding the hotel’s provided notepad against her chest, while the other hand dangled off the edge of the sofa, with a pencil that originally was held between her fingers now

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

His gaze suddenly stopped.

hotel-provided, logo-imprinted regular notepad, there was a detailed

sitting behind the desk,

It was him.

capturing even the subtleties of his calm and serious expression and slight

Jingshen paused for a moment, staring

gaze fell on the woman who was sound

too much time

where he almost forgot, forgot that the woman he once loved the most, in fact, was a quiet

seemed to be drifting further from the life she once wanted, not holding a paintbrush, but

of

up really was, not

bent and picked her up with ease, carrying her back to the

she woke up, it was already

how she

fallen asleep on