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…

responded, thought for a moment, and still asked, “And

saying this, she saw

her lip and thought, she really

under the same roof now, it felt like many words had become

didn’t

raised his eyebrows with some

only said, “I have a video conference with the

bed early

we need to go to

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

raise his hand to massage his tired temple,

was working a

table in the living room was a small earthen

dried pollack bean

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

video conference should

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

low voice, the content was mostly concise and to the

voice sounded very good

lasted for three

issues we mentioned earlier, we’ll

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

Then he froze.

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

Where was Xiaolu?

up, just walked to

on the long

lost its heat, and most of

was steady and long, her little face flushed

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

floor, and placed it on the coffee table, then gently took the

His gaze suddenly stopped.

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

of the man sitting behind the

It was him.

capturing even the subtleties of his calm and

for a moment, staring at

the woman who was sound

much

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

life she once wanted, not holding a paintbrush, but mingling at social

of

was, not good at

and picked her up with ease, carrying her

up, it was already the

how she got

clearly fallen asleep