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..."

tried to look pitiful, but Bo Jingshen wasn’t buying it and pointed at the bag, "There are disposable bowls and chopsticks

"I wanted to discuss something important with you. Dad called me today. Don’t you want to

furrowed his brows and paused

Ruo again, his expression was a bit

he walked ahead

Ruo 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...

on going to his place to eat spicy soup. Although she indeed didn’t have bowls or chopsticks at her place, she had recently

elevator, Jing Ruo couldn’t help but ask, "Hey

out two fingers, trying to peek under the white

hand away, "Mind your

on, don’t be so stingy. Can’t I even have a

saying flatly, "If you think I’m stingy, put the spicy

not stingy! Even counting a bowl of spicy soup against me!" Jing Ruo stamped her

frowned,

suddenly tightened brows, Jing Ruo

endured, which had left him with PTSD. Not only was he extremely sensitive to turbulence during flights, but something like an

Jing Ruo honestly

the floor,

knew her way around and found a large stainless steel bowl in the kitchen to serve the spicy hot

carried it out, to avoid

had previously treated like a mysterious treasure, unwilling to even let her have a glance. It was now placed in the living

Jing Ruo slurped the Yi Mian from the spicy broth as she walked over to

She looked inside curiously.

Yi Mian, her words muffled, "I thought it was a picture

leaned in for a closer look, "The painting is quite

mouth, her cheeks bulging as she studied the painting closely, "The brushwork is

on the painting, "This part isn’t

leverage her in familial alliances

could discern

skeptically, "You brought it back even though it’s