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

saw

lip and thought,

under the same roof now, it felt

didn’t mean anything by

his eyebrows with

a video conference

bed early after

to go to the hospital for

was indeed the right time

but seeing him raise his hand to

a

the table in the living room was a small earthen pot, seemingly

hot dried pollack bean

so she could see the man sitting behind the desk in

conference should have

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

in a low voice, the content was mostly concise and to

deep voice sounded very good when

video conference lasted for three

said softly, “The issues we mentioned earlier, we’ll discuss in more detail at the next

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

Then he froze.

empty; the woman who should have been sleeping there like

Where was Xiaolu?

just

the long sofa,

on the coffee table had long lost

was steady and long, her little face flushed

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

picked up the pencil from the 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.

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

a sketch of the man sitting behind the

It was him.

the subtleties of his calm and serious expression

paused for a moment, staring at

the woman who was

much time

maybe the feelings he had gotten complicated over the years, to the point where he almost forgot, forgot that the woman he once loved the most, in fact, was a quiet person who loved painting, a talented student from Yida’s

to be drifting further from the life she once wanted,

cost of growing

up really was,

and picked her up with ease, carrying her back

woke up, it was already

didn’t know how she

clearly fallen asleep