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?"

moment and then began to

the task, but seeing the bright red cake with its black lettering, Su Lu was

cute font. Jing Qiao leaned in and upon

brother’s birthday cake, one meant to reveal one’s feelings, her sister-in-law would use a heart-shaped mold and

was exceedingly

sees such a big

be happy if I’m satisfied," Su Lu

also a festive red but not garish. Instead, it resembled the quality of an

at the time,

quickly added, "Qiao’er, I’m out of time. I must go now. Could you please take care of Xiao

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

floor, constructing with Lego bricks. Song Boyuan was accompanying him, not lying down but sitting cross-legged at

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

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

Zhao Xiaole generously waved

upset with Mommy?" Su Lu asked

mad. You’re adults and adults always

forehead again and then turned to Song Boyuan, "Then I’ll have to trouble you,

call me by my name," Song Boyuan’s voice

Lu could already discern the subtle differences, it wasn’t hard to tell that Song Boyuan was in a

"Alright, Song Boyuan,

welcome," Song

offered a gesture of goodwill, "Let

Song Boyuan lift his eyelids to