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."

Chengfeng looked at Su Lu, thought for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Once I’m done, Sister Lu, could you take a look for

Lu

then happily nodded, "Great, I’ll get

Lu Chengfeng didn’t give Bo Jingshen more than a glance, and he politely nodded at him before leaving,

head to look at Bo Jingshen,

asked, reaching out to poke his face, "You don’t look

Jingshen’s stomach ailment was always a concern for Su Lu, something

concern made Bo Jingshen feel much better inside, no matter how

that, indeed, others giving even a glance at

was concerned about him, and that alone could give

narrowed slightly as he watched

Lu reached out to hold his hand. "Does it hurt? Are

uncomfortable,"

Lu caught on quickly. First, she was taken aback, then she burst

heartburn. My heart’s so drenched in vinegar, it’s rotting away, sigh..." Bo Jingshen didn’t hide his feelings,

inside. "What’s there to be heartburn

who knows how many other young lads there are with

self-pitying demeanor. "After all, I’m no longer a young lad, am I? In my thirties, with

almost laughed out loud. "Bo Jingshen,

said, his lips pressed into a smile he could

about to open. All of them employ young students from various art colleges. You

those stores also include piano and musical instrument training. Those young lads... there’s one who plays the flute. You know the

Su Lu mimicked playing the flute with her hands beside her face, gesturing while

other. "Su Xiaolu, tone it down a bit! Do you really need to go into