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

Chapter 111: Chapter 111: Stole Someone’s Painting?

After that call ended, Su Lu tried to reach Bo Jingshen again.

Still, it was impossible to get through.

At the hot and spicy soup stand, Bo Jingshen placed a pink paper note on the counter.

The steam from the pot was making his nose itch, and Bo Jingshen covered his nose with his hand to suppress a sneeze.

The owner packed up the spicy soup and handed it to Bo Jingshen, then looked at the paper note with some difficulty, "Young man, can you pay by scanning a code?"

Bo Jingshen pulled out his mobile phone which had a blackened screen, "It’s out of battery."

Owner: "Ah, I don’t have any change. People rarely use cash these days..."

Bo Jingshen took the spicy soup and said quietly, "Keep the change."

Jing Ruo had been eagerly waiting, and by the time Bo Jingshen returned to the neighborhood, she was fiddling around boredly on the colorful fitness equipment in the area.

She swung on the treadmill as if she was about to take off any second.

Finally, seeing that tall and slender figure walk into the neighborhood, Jing Ruo’s eyes lit up, and she bounced and ran up to him, "Brother!"

"Here," Bo Jingshen handed over the bag in his hand.

Jing Ruo accepted it with glee, "I just called you and couldn’t get through. I thought you forgot."

"Out of battery," Bo Jingshen glanced at her as he spoke, watching Jing Ruo carrying the spicy soup and following him, "What, you plan to take this back to my place to eat?"

Bo Jingshen wasn’t used to sharing his space under the same roof, so he arranged an apartment in the same neighborhood for Jing Ruo to move into.

Although Jing Ruo was unwilling to accept it.

So at this moment, the expression on Jing Ruo’s face was pitiful, "I don’t even have bowls or chopsticks there..."

to look pitiful, but Bo Jingshen wasn’t buying it and pointed at the bag,

her eyes rolling around, she then said, "I wanted to discuss something

brows and

Jing Ruo again, his expression was a bit more

he

up. She had noticed earlier, something wrapped in white cloth

after staring for a while, Jing Ruo thought... it might be

at her place, she had recently tried all kinds of takeout nearby and had plenty of

elevator, Jing Ruo couldn’t help but ask,

she stretched out two fingers, trying

Jingshen slapped her hand away, "Mind

so stingy. Can’t I even have a look?" Jing

bother to look at her, saying flatly, "If you think I’m stingy, put the spicy

of spicy soup against

frowned, "Can you

suddenly tightened brows, Jing Ruo

crash Bo Jingshen had endured, which had left him with PTSD. Not only was he extremely sensitive to turbulence during flights, but something like an elevator, that hung between sky and ground,

Jing Ruo honestly stayed

floor, and they

knew her way around and found a large stainless steel bowl in the

as she carried it out, to avoid filling up the room with

her eye, she spotted that picture frame or whatever it was that Bo Jingshen had previously treated like a mysterious treasure, unwilling to even let her have a glance. It was

Mian from the spicy broth as she walked over to the

She looked inside curiously.

Ruo remarked, slurping another mouthful of Yi Mian, her

a closer look,

the painting closely, "The brushwork is quite delicate,

isn’t finished

leverage her in familial alliances among other things. He spared no expense in cultivating her interests in arts like music, chess, painting,

could discern quite

skeptically, "You brought it back even though it’s unfinished. Tell