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

Chapter 548: Chapter 548

Upon hearing Zhao Tong beating around the bush, Su Lu had a good idea of the direction he wanted to go.

Su Lu said, “Hurry up, stop beating around the bush.”

“It’s like… somehow the news that Brother Xun is gay got out to the Shen Family, and now they seem to be trying everything to set him up with someone to get married.”

Zhao Tong said with a sigh, “It’s just… how should I put it? It’s really lacking in virtue. If any girl ends up in this situation… what do you make of it?”

Su Lu scoffed, “What can it be but a sham marriage? Don’t worry, Shen Xun wouldn’t do that. No need to worry, the Shen Family just thinks too highly of themselves.”

Although she said that and knew Shen Xun wouldn’t do such a thing, just hearing about it still disgusted her.

After ending the call with Zhao Tong, Su Lu got busy checking on the dance studio, which was progressing nicely. She snapped a few photos and sent them to Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan.

She received a reply from Song Boyuan in no time.

Song Boyuan’s WeChat name was the simplest and most straightforward—just his full name, Song Boyuan, no nicknames whatsoever.

And his profile picture…

“Ah?” Su Lu noticed that Song Boyuan had changed his profile picture; previously, it was just the Song Family’s logo, utterly simple, and one could mistake it for some corporate WeChat.

But now this profile picture?

Su Lu zoomed in for a closer look and made out that it was a pot of black soil with a few sporadic little green sprouts.

If you didn’t look closely, you might think it was some kind of bran cupcake or the surface of a tiramisu.

Song Boyuan: Thanks, sister-in-law. [heart][heart]

deep: ????? [soybean confused]

deep: Qiao?

Boyuan: Hehe, it’s

You scared me with this

in a meeting, left his phone with me, so I saw it

for others, Xiao Song definitely wouldn’t

Boyuan: There’s no more messages from others, his WeChat

looks beautiful, I’ll come

didn’t need to pry into the details of how Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan were doing, simply from how Jing Qiao was using Song Boyuan’s phone to reply and the emotions expressed between the lines, she knew that

rest herself, glancing at the

asked, “Teacher Su, we’re about to order some food here,

thought for a bit, then shook her head, “No need, you guys eat. I’m not really hungry, I’ll just walk around and

After the assistant

Lu grabbed her bag, ready

rider tall and long-legged, broad shoulders and a narrow waist, dressed

he stopped, supporting the bike with his legs on the ground, those legs were

Lu Art Gallery, the employees were about to head to nearby restaurants for lunch when they spotted the scene

he was wrapped in leathers and his face

smiled helplessly and took a few steps forward, asking in a low voice, “Are you…..here to charm the girls

silver-coated helmet

which girls? I am here to pick you up for lunch,” Bo Jingshen frowned, “Xiao Qiu messaged a

Su Lu was about to say something then realized, “Hey?

“With so many artsy young men in your shop, can’t I have a few

Lu laughed,

once I finished up some work, I came straight over,” Bo Jingshen said, patting the motorcycle’s fuel tank, “I’m taking you out

“You’re not expecting me

anything too thrilling in her life, could having a child out of wedlock

a helmet, “Are you scared? Don’t be, I’ll

out to take the helmet. Bo Jingshen took off his gloves