Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

Chapter 428: Chapter 428

So Shen Xun was waiting, embracing that tiny sliver of hope.

Maybe because he was Su Lu’s blood-related older brother, he was somewhat similar to her in dealing with emotions.

Somewhat rigid in their principles, but also stubborn.

Clearly waiting, but just couldn’t compromise.

When he didn’t get what he was waiting for, no matter how much it hurt, he endured it and left on his own.

As soon as Su Lu got home, she saw Su Zhe sitting alone on the sofa, holding his phone as if he was looking at it, but actually there was no focus in his eyes, and the phone screen had long since gone dark.

"Brother?" Su Lu called out to him, "Older brother?" noveldrama

"Hmm?" Su Zhe came back to his senses, "You’re back?"

"Yeah." Su Lu nodded, not knowing what else to say, so she kept silent.

Su Zhe waited for her to speak, but when she didn’t, he pursed his lips and could only ask proactively, "He... your brother, did he leave?"

"Yeah, he left, he went back to Beijing in the afternoon." Su Lu said, originally she thought it was better not to say much, but seeing how entangled the two were, she felt she should speak up.

After pondering a bit, she continued, "Old Sir Shen’s birthday is in a couple of days, he had to go back to Beijing."

"Oh, right." Su Zhe nodded, "Indeed, he should go back."

That’s what he said, but Su Zhe’s gaze was somewhat evasive.

Old Man Shen, he had met him, a pretty stern and rigid old man, extremely unsympathetic, disdaining Su Lu for having a child out of wedlock.

And he would always talk about useless morals; if they were really useful, he wouldn’t have raised Shen Jiming to be such a sorry figure.

Moreover, as soon as he saw Shen Xun, he would urge him to get married, getting Shen Xun’s aunts and uncles and the like to arrange blind dates for him.

This time when Shen Xun went back, he’d definitely be caught up in these arrangements.

Su Lu looked at Su Zhe’s not-so-great expression, sighed softly in her heart, and didn’t know what else to say.

"Do you want me to come with you to the company this afternoon? I guess I got held up in the morning..." Su Lu said.

Held up by Bo Jingshen.

"It’s okay, let’s do it tomorrow. No rush." Su Zhe stood up, "I’m going to head back."

"Okay."

Su Lu was actually still a bit worried about her brother, but everyone was an adult now, and sometimes, people just need to be alone for a while. Even if others meant well, sometimes it’s important to maintain a distance and give the other person some space.

After Su Zhe left, Bo Jingshen came out of the room, "Hmm? Did Uncle Number Two leave?"

"Why is it Uncle Number Two now..." Su Lu said with a wry smile, "Aren’t you afraid Uncle Number Two will smack you?"

"It won’t come to that." Bo Jingshen laughed, "I’ve noticed that your relatives..."

He thought about how to phrase it, paused for a moment before nodding and said, "They’re all like you. Maybe birds of a feather flock together really is true. Your relatives are like you, kind-hearted and tender. Although they were upset with me for once hurting you, as long as I love you, treat you well, and give you happiness, they are willing to let bygones be bygones. Even if they still don’t quite like me, they don’t really hold a grudge."

Real grudges aren’t just a few sidelong glances.

Su Lu smiled, "You should say that to them, what’s the point of sugarcoating it with me..."

Bo Jingshen stepped closer, "Just now when you went downstairs, I had nothing to do, so I baked a few egg tarts for you."

He whispered into Su Lu’s ear mysteriously, "They’re still in the oven, haven’t been taken out yet. Go to the kitchen and eat them quietly, don’t let Zhao Xiaole know, he’ll become jealous. Didn’t you tell him not to eat too much sugar? I’ll continue to play with him in the room, distract him, you go quickly and eat them, be good."

Su Lu was rather helpless but felt sweet inside, "Aren’t you going to eat any?"

"I don’t like sweets," Bo Jingshen said, pausing for a moment, "except for the cakes and cookies you bake. Bake some for me next time."

Then, Su Lu went to the kitchen and closed the door.

With a sense of sneaky tension, she pulled open the oven. Inside the baking tray were exactly four egg tarts, fragrant and hot.

After taking a bite, Su Lu’s eyes lit up.

"Hm? Why does it taste just like what Xiao Qiao makes?"

This meant, ostensibly, it was quite delicious.

After polishing off all four egg tarts and rinsing her mouth, Su Lu returned to her room and leaned in close to Bo Jingshen to express her confusion.

Zhao Xiaole said, "Don’t whisper among yourselves."

Bo Jingshen didn’t whisper to Su Lu either and directly explained, "Since Jing Qiao happened to call me, I asked her for the recipe, and she gave me some pointers. It wasn’t too difficult. I followed her steps exactly, and the proportions of the ingredients were the same, so I guess the taste is quite similar."

Su Lu was somewhat surprised, "She called you?"

Bo Jingshen nodded, "Yes, Song Boyuan only took her with him, he didn’t imprison her, so of course she could call me."

"Where is she now?" Su Lu asked.

"Yujing Villa," Bo Jingshen replied, "You guessed right, Song Boyuan didn’t take her back to Beijing after all."

Yujing Villa was a high-end hot spring hotel in Feng City, located in the suburbs. It consisted of private villas, each with an independent hot spring pool.

Song Boyuan hadn’t taken Jing Qiao back to Beijing, but instead had changed plans on the fly and rented a villa at Yujing Villa.

"I see," Su Lu touched her chin thoughtfully, "that’s perfect since the dance shoes I bought for Xiao Le should arrive soon."

Hearing her own name, Zhao Xiaole’s eyes sparkled, "Dance shoes? Am I going to dance? Will auntie teach me?"

"Yes, auntie will teach you. Do you want to learn?" Su Lu inquired.

Zhao Xiaole pondered for a moment, "If it’s auntie teaching, then I’ll give it a try."

The way she talked made it clear she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Zhao Xiaole’s dance shoes arrived the next day. That day, Bo Jingshen had an important meeting and couldn’t accompany the mother and child, so Su Lu went to Su Zhe Company in the morning to help with some documents. After lunch and a nap with Zhao Xiaole, she was just about to take him to the marine ball playground in the mall in the afternoon.

Just as they stepped out of their residential complex, a luxury car suddenly pulled up in front of the mother and son.

Since Jing Qiao had already been taken away by Song Boyuan, Su Lu didn’t ask Yida and Wu Hui to stay in Feng City; she let them go back to Beijing with Shen Xun.

So when the black car stopped in front of Su Lu, she hesitated for a moment.

Soon, a man in a black suit exited the car, looking burly but behaving quite politely and courteously.

"Miss Su, our boss would like to invite you over," he said.

Su Lu recognized the man; he was one of the bodyguards who had appeared in the lobby of Su Zhe Company that day.

Therefore, Su Lu didn’t bother asking who their boss was, "Sure, let’s go."

Zhao Xiaole asked quietly, "Mom, are we not going to the marine ball playground anymore?"

"We’ll play there tomorrow. Today, let’s go see your auntie first," Su Lu replied.

Su Lu walked a few steps ahead, and the bodyguard opened the rear door of the car for her.

In the back seat, a handsome man was already sitting there waiting.