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…

thought for a moment, and still

this, she saw Bo

and thought, she really shouldn’t

under the same roof now, it felt

didn’t mean anything by

eyebrows with some amusement

said, “I have a video conference with the

early after

go

indeed the right time to have a meeting with Boss’s overseas

seeing him raise his hand to massage

working a bit

small earthen pot, seemingly just delivered by room service,

hot dried pollack bean sprout

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

should have already

a Bluetooth headset on his ear, looking calm and composed at the screen,

in a low voice, the content

voice sounded very

conference lasted

“The issues we mentioned earlier, we’ll discuss

conference ended, Bo Jingshen took off his glasses and rubbed

Then he froze.

the woman who should have been sleeping there like a little pig

Where was Xiaolu?

stood up, just walked to the living

woman lying on the long

had long lost its heat, and most of the soup had

her

the edge of the sofa, with a pencil that originally was held between her fingers now lying on the carpet by her

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

His gaze suddenly stopped.

notepad, there was

sketch of the man sitting behind the desk, looking

It was him.

his calm and serious

a moment,

his gaze fell on the woman who

much

to the point where he almost forgot, forgot that the woman he

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

of

was, not good at

with ease,

she woke up, it was already the next

didn’t know how she got back to

fallen