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

Chapter 493: Chapter 493

Sister Lu... Ha! We’re all men, who couldn’t understand each other?

From the bright, glistening emotions hidden deep in that young man’s eyes, Bo Jingshen could tell, he certainly didn’t see Su Lu merely as a boss!

The young, handsome painter...

Heaven knows how many young, handsome painters there were? After all, he and Su Lu had already missed so many years.

Bo Jingshen built scenarios in his mind, and the more he imagined, the angrier he got, angry that others had their eyes on his treasure, and angry at himself for not having stood guard by his treasure’s side. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so much so that his kidneys started to hurt.

"Mhm." Su Lu smiled at the young painter, "Chengfeng, do you have a class today?"

In these past few years, Su Lu’s art gallery had been doing well. There were several branches now, each spanning three or four stories, and the business certainly wasn’t just selling paintings but also included some niche design studios.

There was also a little art studio that offered children’s hobby classes. The studio wasn’t small, but because it was a place for children to paint, it was called the ’little art studio.’

It was different from the systematic training in painting; it mainly involved having fun with the children, who didn’t necessarily have to produce a cohesive piece of work. Sometimes, this approach could inspire even more creativity in the children.

Su Lu had discovered this while she was teaching Zhao Xiaole to paint. Children were usually very happy and had many spontaneous ideas while scribbling and doodling.

She had also reached out to some children’s newspapers so that if there were any good pieces by children, they could be published as well.

As for the teachers who taught painting to the children, Su Lu recruited students from the art academy. After she entered this field, she had interacted with some academy professors, so she would accept their recommendations.

Lu Chengfeng was recommended by a professor from the academy.

"No class today. I have one tomorrow," replied the painter called Chengfeng, still with a smile on his face, "I’m finishing up the draft for an order I took on last time."

in a low voice, "Once I’m done, Sister Lu, could you take a look for

Su Lu had

nodded, "Great, I’ll get

politely nodded at him before leaving, treating him as just another customer that Su Lu had

turned her head to look at Bo Jingshen, and she saw that his expression was

his face, "You don’t look so good. Is your

was always a concern for

inside, no matter

giving even a glance at the

concerned about him, and that

Jingshen’s eyes narrowed slightly as

Lu reached out to hold

uncomfortable," Bo

Su Lu caught on quickly. First, she was taken aback,

sigh..." Bo Jingshen didn’t hide his feelings, pouting and

him by the hand to walk inside. "What’s there to be heartburn about? I think you’re just

knows how many other

of hair behind his ear, adopting a self-pitying demeanor. "After all, I’m no longer a

laughed out loud.

a smile he

open. All of them employ young students from various art colleges. You know art colleges, full of good-looking

musical instrument training. Those young lads... there’s one who plays the flute. You know the flute,

she spoke, Su Lu mimicked playing the flute with her hands beside her face, gesturing while she exclaimed, "Oh my, those fingers! So

lifted Su Lu with one hand and tickled her waist with the other. "Su Xiaolu, tone it down a