Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

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Su Lu didn't refuse.

She had no reason to, and she didn't want to refuse anyway.

The wind and rain outside were still strong, but compared to the storm yesterday, it was much gentler.

The car parked in front of the inpatient building was no longer the one Bo Jingshen had yesterday.

Instead, it was another car, a heavy and solid black SUV that drove steadily on the road.

This driver had good driving skills, but he was a bit overly friendly.

Su Lu, sitting in the back seat, asked softly, "Your car from yesterday..."

She seemed to have overheard in the conversation between him and Zhuang Cai Nan outside the ward that the car had been damaged.

Before Bo Jingshen could respond,

The overly friendly driver started talking tirelessly, "It got smashed up! I was the one who went to bring it back this morning. Oh, it was dangerous! The roof was deformed, the glass was cracked, the sunroof was completely destroyed. Mr. Bo was really lucky that the main impact was on the roof above the passenger seat and the back seat, otherwise it would've been a disaster. The injury on Mr. Bo's back was caused by the shattered sunroof glass."

Even without witnessing it herself, the driver's vivid description made Su Lu's heart race and her throat tighten.

Bo Jingshen: "..." Who found this driver, Jiang Er?

Su Lu turned to glance at him.

"Do you still say we're even now?" Bo Jingshen raised an eyebrow.

Su Lu was stunned, her cheeks flushing.

How could he joke about something so serious?

She turned to look out of the car window. Although she hadn't visited Hai City much in five years,

She at least remembered some of the roads from her time in college here.

Looking at the route, Su Lu was puzzled, "This... isn't the way to the exhibition hall."

Bo Jingshen: "The exhibition opens this afternoon. We're going to the hotel first."

The typhoon yesterday had a significant impact, and the exhibition opening was postponed until today.

Su Lu: "This isn't the way to the hotel either."

Bo Jingshen didn't answer her, but they arrived soon enough.

The car stopped at the entrance of an upscale shopping mall. No matter how windy and rainy it was outside, the mall was always brightly lit and felt like spring year-round.

"Good morning, how can I help you?"

The sales associates in the brand stores were very perceptive, instantly recognizing potential customers.

Seeing them both dressed fashionably, they immediately welcomed them enthusiastically.

Su Lu didn't understand what was so extraordinary about her outfit, with a hospital gown covered by a shirt.

She just felt she was benefiting from Bo Jingshen's presence.

Her clothes had gotten dirty at the construction site yesterday, and she didn't have a temporary assistant like Xiao Qiu to bring her clean clothes.

Bo Jingshen: "Pick out two outfits for her and a formal dress."

"Alright."

Su Lu didn't act coy and followed the sales associate into the fitting room. She casually placed her phone and small bag on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Bo Jingshen sat on the sofa, waiting.

Suddenly, her phone's screen lit up on the coffee table.

An incoming call, silent on mute, with the caller's name flashing on the screen - President Liu.

Bo Jingshen recalled instantly, President Liu = that greasy bald man from the dinner.

A hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Before he could reach to decline the call, it hung up.

Shortly after, a text message came in.

He didn't need to open it to see the brief preview.

"Xiaolu, I heard you're feeling down lately and went to Hai City? How about I accompany you for a relaxing trip..."

Soon, a second message came in.

"Xiaolu, I bought you a bag. When should we meet so I can give it to you..."

Bo Jingshen glanced coldly at the luxurious women's bag display bathed in the dazzling lights nearby.

When Su Lu came out of the fitting room, she saw the man sitting on the sofa in the lounge area, looking cool and distinguished, casually flipping through his phone.

At his feet on the floor, several exquisite shopping bags were neatly placed.

Hearing a sound, Bo Jingshen raised his eyes towards the fitting room. There was a brief pause when his gaze met hers.

Su Lu was always known for her beauty.

Unlike aggressive and striking beauty, Su Lu's beauty was subtle and gentle.

She was always beautiful, and at times, she could take one's breath away unexpectedly. Like now.

She wore a starry-night purple off-shoulder bodycon dress, accentuating her graceful figure, revealing her pale and beautiful shoulders and collarbone. Beneath the dress hem, a pair of straight, fair legs caught the eye.

Her long, soft, and dense hair cascaded down her back. Her features were as picturesque as ever, still beautiful and gentle even without makeup.

The sales associate led her to the full-length mirror.

"This dress suits you perfectly," the sales associate genuinely praised.

Su Lu nodded slightly.

A deep male voice came from behind, "We'll take this one."

The sales associate's eyes lit up, "Alright, I'll wrap it up for you."

The other two casual outfits were also nice. Su Lu changed into one of them, which had soft lines but a sharp style.

When she came out, she saw Bo Jingshen signing the POS receipt.

Su Lu was stunned, "I can buy them myself."

Though she didn't have the wealth to afford a Gulfstream G650, she could still manage to buy a few outfits.

Bo Jingshen just gave her a sidelong glance, his hand continuing to sign the receipt.

In front of the sales associate, Su Lu didn't bother being polite anymore. It was just a few outfits; she didn't decline again.

Unexpectedly, Bo Jingshen handed her those shopping bags when they got back into the car.

Su Lu: "For me?"

"I heard handbags cure all ailments." Bo Jingshen glanced sideways at her, "Take them to ward off bad luck."

Su Lu looked at the several shopping bags, her lips curving slightly, "Thank you."

Remembering her promise to Jiang Li to take good care of Bo Jingshen, Su Lu felt a bit guilty, softly muttering, "I really don't know who's taking care of whom."

Her voice was faint.

Whether Bo Jingshen heard it or not was uncertain.

The car soon arrived at the hotel.

"Rest well, come with me to the exhibition this afternoon," Bo Jingshen said before heading to his room.

Su Lu couldn't help herself, reaching out to stop him.

Bo Jingshen raised an eyebrow at her, "Hm?"

"Your... back injury, don't take a bath."

He smiled at her words, grabbed her wrist, "If you're that worried, you might as well move into my room to personally, supervise?"

The wrist he held felt like it was on fire, and Su Lu quickly withdrew her hand.

She entered and closed her room door in one swift motion.

Bo Jingshen stood in front of the closed suite door, looking down at his fingers, as if the soft and cool touch of her wrist lingered at his fingertips.

After a moment, he swiped his card and entered his suite.

Holding his phone, he dialed a number.

His voice was cold.

"Investigate Liu Qiming for me."

The voice on the other end was steady and businesslike, "Alright, sir. I will get back to you as soon as possible."

"What about the media I mentioned before?" Bo Jingshen lit a cigarette, the smell of tobacco filling the air.

"Rest assured, it has been handled properly."

Only then did Bo Jingshen hang up the phone, the smoke clouding his eyes.

The woman staying in the adjacent suite was mild-tempered. She didn't pursue the incident even when a tabloid media crew ruined her appearance with a camera.

But Bo Jingshen had a nasty temper and wasn't easy to deal with.

As for that greasy bald man, Liu Qiming?

A look of viciousness shadowed the man's handsome face.

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