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,

wanted to discuss something

his brows

his expression was a bit more irritated yet resigned,

that, he walked ahead

caught up. She had noticed earlier, something wrapped in white cloth tucked under Bo Jingshen’s arm. She wasn’t

thought... it might be something like

insist on going to his place to eat spicy soup. Although she indeed didn’t have bowls or chopsticks at her place, she had recently tried all kinds of takeout nearby and had plenty of disposable tableware. She was hardly so pitiful that she couldn’t get food into her

Jing Ruo couldn’t help but ask, "Hey Jingshen, what’s this you have

she spoke, she stretched out two fingers, trying

hand away, "Mind

be so stingy. Can’t I even have

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

Even counting a bowl of spicy soup against me!" Jing Ruo

frowned, "Can you

tightened brows, Jing Ruo

was he extremely sensitive to turbulence

Jing Ruo honestly

floor, and

Ruo knew her way around and found a large stainless

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

whatever it was that Bo Jingshen had previously treated like a mysterious treasure,

steel bowl, Jing Ruo slurped the Yi Mian from the spicy broth

She looked inside curiously.

of Yi Mian, her words muffled, "I thought it was

a closer look, "The painting

is quite delicate,

Ruo pointed at a small detail on the painting, "This part isn’t finished yet, is it? You brought it back before it was

leverage her in familial alliances among other things. He spared no expense in cultivating

she could discern quite

Ruo, her mouth full of chili oil, side-eyed Bo Jingshen skeptically, "You brought it back even though it’s unfinished. Tell me honestly,