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..."

Bo Jingshen wasn’t buying it and pointed at the bag, "There are disposable bowls

to discuss something important with you.

Jingshen furrowed his brows and paused his

was a bit more

he walked ahead

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

staring for a while, Jing Ruo thought...

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

couldn’t help but ask, "Hey Jingshen, what’s this

out two fingers, trying to peek under

Jingshen slapped her hand away,

on, don’t be so stingy. Can’t I even have a look?" Jing

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

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

frowned, "Can

suddenly tightened brows, Jing Ruo

extremely sensitive to

Jing Ruo honestly

elevator reached the floor, and they entered the

way around and found a large stainless steel bowl in the kitchen to serve

it out, to avoid filling up the room with the

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

Yi Mian from the spicy broth as

She looked inside curiously.

it’s a painting," Jing Ruo remarked, slurping another mouthful of Yi Mian, her

closer look, "The painting is quite

quail egg into her mouth, her cheeks bulging as she studied the painting closely, "The brushwork is quite delicate, must be painted by a girl. Plus, it’s still not varnished, so it hasn’t

at a small detail on the painting, "This part isn’t

groom her into a socialite to potentially 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 a

Bo Jingshen skeptically, "You brought it back even