Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!-Chapter 38 - Painting Him

So, regardless of everything, Su Lu didn’t quite want Bo Jingshen to regret it.

She was the one at fault, he did nothing wrong back then, so why should he regret it?

“Get in the car.

Why are you in a daze?”

A luxury car stopped in front, Bo Jingshen leaned over from the driver’s seat and saw her standing there in a trance, assuming she was dizzy from drinking again.

He sighed lightly, “Forget it, with your tolerance, you’re trying to help someone fend off drinks…”

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With that, he opened the door and got out, walked over to the passenger side, and opened the door, “Get in the car.”

Su Lu wasn’t dizzy, she got into the passenger seat, turned her head to say goodbye to Lu Feichi.

Lu Feichi nodded, reached out, and patted Bo Jingshen’s shoulder, “Keep in contact.”

“Mm.

See you.” Bo Jingshen also patted his shoulder, then waved to others before turning back to the driver’s seat and driving away.

Back at the hotel, Su Lu went to the bathroom to shower first.

When she came out, Bo Jingshen sat behind the desk, a silver metallic laptop on the table.

He wore a pair of fine-framed blue light-blocking glasses on his nose, exuding a calm and wise elite aura.

Hearing Su Lu coming out, he raised his eyes behind the glasses to look at her.

“There’s hangover soup on the table in the living room.

Drink it and go to sleep.”

“Oh…

okay.” Su Lu responded, thought for a moment, and still asked, “And you?”

After saying this, she saw Bo Jingshen’s eyebrows lift slightly.

She bit her lip and thought, she really shouldn’t have asked.

Living under the same roof now, it felt like many words had become inexplicably suggestive?

But she honestly didn’t mean anything by it.

Fortunately, Bo Jingshen just raised his eyebrows with some amusement and didn’t say anything more teasing.

He only said, “I have a video conference with the headquarters.

Go to bed early after you drink.

Tomorrow, we need to go to the hospital for treatment.”

Calculating the time difference, it was indeed the right time to have a meeting with Boss’s overseas headquarters.

Su Lu nodded, but seeing him raise his hand to massage his tired temple, she still felt that…

he was working a bit too hard.

On the table in the living room was a small earthen pot, seemingly just delivered by room service, still steaming.

Inside was hot dried pollack bean sprout soup.

Su Lu drank slowly while sitting in the living room, just so she could see the man sitting behind the desk in the inner room.

The video conference should have already started.

Bo Jingshen wore a Bluetooth headset on his ear, looking calm and composed at the screen, occasionally scrolling the mouse to browse document content.

Occasionally speaking in a low voice, the content was mostly concise and to the point.

His deep voice sounded very good when speaking English.

The video conference lasted for three hours.

“Alright, that will be it for today.” Bo Jingshen said softly, “The issues we mentioned earlier, we’ll discuss in more detail at the next meeting.”

After the video conference ended, Bo Jingshen took off his glasses and rubbed his nose bridge.

Then he froze.

The bed directly facing the desk was empty; the woman who should have been sleeping there like a little pig was not there.

Where was Xiaolu?

Bo Jingshen stood up, just walked to the living room,

and saw the woman lying on the long sofa, already sleeping like a little pig.

The small earthen pot on the coffee table had long lost its heat, and most of the soup had been drunk.

Her breathing was steady and long, her little face flushed as she slept.

One hand placed on her chest, holding the hotel’s provided notepad against her chest, while the other hand dangled off the edge of the sofa, with a pencil that originally was held between her fingers now lying on the carpet by her side.

Bo Jingshen walked forward, picked up the pencil from the floor, and placed it on the coffee table, then gently took the notepad from her chest, ready to place it on the coffee table.

His gaze suddenly stopped.

On the hotel-provided, logo-imprinted regular notepad, there was a detailed pencil sketch of a person.

It was a sketch of the man sitting behind the desk, looking at the computer screen, exquisitely detailed.

It was him.

Very vivid, capturing even the subtleties of his calm and serious expression and slight impatience.

Bo Jingshen paused for a moment, staring at the sketch.

Then, his gaze fell on the woman who was sound asleep.

Had too much time passed?

Or maybe the feelings he had gotten complicated over the years, to the point where he almost forgot, forgot that the woman he once loved the most, in fact, was a quiet person who loved painting, a talented student from Yida’s art academy.

But she seemed to be drifting further from the life she once wanted, not holding a paintbrush, but mingling at social banquets, in the business world…

The cost of growing up?

Then growing up really was, not good at all.

Bo Jingshen bent and picked her up with ease, carrying her back to the room.

When she woke up, it was already the next morning.

Su Lu didn’t know how she got back to bed.

She had clearly fallen asleep on the sofa?

Since she slept so well, she happily rolled over twice on the big bed.

Then she opened her sleepy eyes and saw the man standing by the window, talking on the phone in a low voice, backlit.

He wasn’t holding a mobile phone, but the desk phone’s receiver by the window.

“Don’t let her up.

Yes, if she loves to wait, let her wait.”

Bo Jingshen’s voice was low, with a hint of coldness in his tone.

Su Lu had not yet processed what he was talking about, who it was.

Bo Jingshen had already hung up the phone, turned his eyes towards her.

Backlit, he held a coffee cup in one hand, deep blue robe collar revealing a small part of his chest.

Handsome beyond words.

“What’s wrong?” Su Lu came to her senses and asked.

“Nothing important, if you’re still sleepy, go back to sleep.” Bo Jingshen looked at her sleepy face and said.

Su Lu shook her head, “I’m not sleeping.”

Bo Jingshen nodded, “Alright, then get up, let’s go down for breakfast.”

Then he picked up the phone on the desk and dialed out.

It rang for a while before the other end picked up.

Even at such a distance, Su Lu could almost hear Jiang Li’s wail.

That was the wail of being disturbed from a sweet dream.

Jiang Li: “Ahhh!

Bo Jingshen, you heartless man!”

Bo Jingshen: “Didn’t you say you wanted to stay with me?

Where are you?”

Jiang Li: “Spare me, can’t it wait until I wake up?”

Bo Jingshen: “I’ve prepared a room for you, come quickly.”

Jiang Li: “Acting all nice for no reason, what’s your scheme…?”

Bo Jingshen: “Didn’t you say you’d risk your life for me before?

I need you now.

Come here and help me take someone downstairs.”

Jiang Li: “Who?”

Bo Jingshen: “Seems to be someone named Su Jiao.”

Su Lu blinked, and her expression immediately froze.