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

Chapter 451: Chapter 451

Jing Qiao’s cake-making skills naturally needed no mention, as she was more than capable of running her own store.

Su Lu was a bit less skilled.

"I’m not just a bit worse— it depends on who you’re comparing me to. If it’s you, then I’m way behind," Su Lu said as she whipped egg whites with an electric mixer.

Su Lu was very clear about her own abilities, which were limited to baking some small cookies, making rice cooker cakes, and pastries like egg tarts. Anything more complicated, and she was out of her depth.

"Don’t belittle yourself, sister-in-law. Doesn’t everyone start from knowing nothing?" Jing Qiao said with a smile as she watched her. "I think you’re pretty impressive. The only thing you’re missing compared to me is a biological father who pressured you into learning baking. If I could give you mine, would you want him?"

Su Lu shivered, "Thanks, but no thanks."

Jing Qiao pulled out a heart-shaped mold, barely able to suppress her laughter, and coughed lightly, "You’re going for such a straightforward approach? Sister-in-law, nowadays you don’t necessarily need a heart-shaped mold to express your feelings with a cake. Usually, round molds are used, and then there are many beautiful cake decorations that are quite stylish."

"I don’t need it to be stylish," Su Lu laughed. "I want it simple and straightforward, so that Bo Jingshen can clearly see the intentions of this country bumpkin. So it has to be a heart shape, and it has to be bright red."

"Bright, bright red?" Jing Qiao asked to confirm.

Su Lu nodded emphatically, "Bright red!"

Jing Qiao bit her lip, "Then... what color should we use for the writing?"

"Black!" Su Lu didn’t hesitate for a second.

Finally, Jing Qiao couldn’t help but ask, "Sister-in-law, you are... really a painter, right?"

Su Lu started laughing, "Why? Do you think my color choice is too devilish?"

"Yes... bright red with black lettering, those in the know understand it’s about expressing feelings, but those who don’t might think it’s some sort of... assassination note or something." Jing Qiao didn’t finish her thought and cleared her throat, "Black lettering it is, then. What should it say?"

Lu thought for a moment and then began

four hours to complete the task, but seeing the bright red cake

letters were written by Su Lu herself, in a chubby and cute font. Jing Qiao leaned in and upon seeing

would use a heart-shaped mold and bright red cake with black lettering, and not write some sweet nothings, but

was

if my brother will be surprised or resigned when he sees

if I’m satisfied," Su

a festive red but not garish. Instead, it resembled the quality of an old-fashioned dowry

up, Su Lu glanced at

I must go now. Could you please take care

two-person world with my brother," Jing Qiao waved, throwing a

to check on her son. He was in the dance studio, lying on the floor, constructing with Lego bricks. Song

Lu entered the room, she caught sight of Song Boyuan’s silhouette through the floor-to-ceiling window. The relaxed feel of his loose linen shirt and

Su Lu walked in.

Xiaole

forehead, "Good boy, did you have a good time today with Uncle and Auntie? Mommy needs

Zhao Xiaole generously

you upset with Mommy?"

said, "Not mad. You’re adults and adults always have their own things

are Mommy’s good big boy!" Su Lu kissed his forehead again and then turned to Song

me by my name,"

it wasn’t hard to

"Alright, Song

Song

thought for a moment, then offered a gesture of goodwill, "Let me tell

lift his