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

Chapter 285: Chapter 285: No One Knows a Daughter Better Than Her Mother

Su Zhe arched an eyebrow at the words. "Who said I remain unflustered? You really think highly of me—I’d absolutely lose color if the sky were falling in front of me."

Qiao Li seemed to be in good spirits and laughed upon hearing Su Zhe’s comment.

Su Zhe turned to Su Lu, who had become somewhat silent, and saw the despondency on her face. He then said, "Okay, you don’t need to rush to bring Xiao Le back. You should go back and rest first. Your complexion looks terrible after being up most of the night. I’ll take care of Xiao Le for now. We don’t want him to worry about you when he sees you like this."

Su Lu nodded, as Zhao Xiaole was still asleep. She didn’t want to wake her son up and bring him back.

"Alright, then I’ll go back and get some rest and come back for Xiao Le after I wake up," said Su Lu, and turned to Qiao Li, "Brother Qiao, are you going back or...? If you’re heading back, take my car keys."

"He can make do at my place, it’s so late," stated Su Zhe. "Stop worrying."

"Okay." Su Lu obediently nodded, said goodbye to Qiao Li, and left Su Zhe’s side.

Once she left, Su Zhe turned to Qiao Li and teased him with a smile, "Aren’t you something, getting burned to a crisp to block a cigarette?"

Qiao Li touched his nose and smiled, "It all happened so suddenly, I couldn’t think of anything else at the moment."

"Stop it," Su Zhe said. "You sometimes think faster than I do. You couldn’t think of another way? Was it a trick to gain sympathy by getting hurt?"

Qiao Li fell silent for a few seconds, then laughed helplessly, "You can’t be fooled. It’s just that there was no other way."

But Qiao Li’s eyes brightened, not feeling any regret for the pain he went through, his gaze filled with joy as he said, "I feel like Lulu might, just might agree. She seemed... quite worried about me, a bit distracted the whole way."

Su Zhe watched his old friend’s expression and glanced at the bandages on Qiao Li’s hand, not having the heart to dampen Qiao Li’s enthusiasm.

To be honest, Su Zhe did not think the ploy of getting hurt was a clever stratagem, especially since it had resulted in a burn.

But seeing the light in Qiao Li’s eyes, Su Zhe remained silent.

It had to be said, Su Zhe saw things too clearly, perhaps because he knew Su Lu too well.

home, she didn’t immediately go to her bedroom to sleep. Instead, she went straight to the sofa and sat there quietly for a long while without moving, just sitting in

gaze was empty, devoid of focus, as if her thoughts had long

came to her senses, stood up, and went to

was tired. Not long after lying in bed, she fell into

dreams were restless, filled with that terrible

it wasn’t the face

her dream, she exclaimed, "Brother Qiao, are

around was

"Ah Shen..."

only called out

dream was terrifying; Bo Jingshen’s back appeared as if it had

corroding sound, and Bo Jingshen’s pained voice, stifled in

repeating, over

dreams, and she could do nothing but

deeply trapped in a nightmare, her head gently shaking, her forehead already covered in cold sweat, her brows

last, she cried out in alarm

sitting up in bed, her back

the sheets

of this? How long since she had

stubbing out a cigarette on Qiao Li’s arm, smelled the burnt scent, heard Qiao Li’s muffled groans of

keys, prying open the memories she had always

she was already somewhat absent-minded on the way back

plunged

but her fingers never loosened their grip on the bedsheet; her lips pursed lightly, as if she had been deeply wronged, her eyes

who so disliked crying and showing

to calm her emotions, she pursed

times before