Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

When Su Lu arrived at the exhibition hall, Bo Jingshen had not yet arrived.

She did not feel awkward, after all, she was not someone who had never seen the world.

Although she had never visited such a technology expo before, high-tech stuff was always novel and interesting. Su Lu was quite interested.

Standing in front of an exhibit of a cute and adorable intelligent robot, she did not want to move.

Perhaps because she came earlier in the afternoon, or perhaps because of the weather.

At this moment, there were not many people in the exhibition hall, and there were few people in front of this robot exhibit.

Su Lu did not fear embarrassment and kept talking softly to the robot, quite enjoying herself.

Until a voice broke her good mood.

"Xiaolu! I didn't expect to see you here!"

A person's good mood can turn bad in an instant.

When Su Lu turned around, the previous joyful smile on her face had already vanished, leaving only a polite surface.

Turning around, she saw President Liu's shiny forehead.

"President Liu," Su Lu said coolly.

Liu Qiming, with a big belly and a face full of smiles, walked up, "I called and messaged you, but you didn't reply. Xiaolu..."

Su Lu's polite and faint smile remained unchanged, and her voice was calm and business-like, "President Liu, we're in a formal setting after all."

Liu Qiming's expression stiffened, and he gave an awkward smile, "Alright, Mr. Su."

Then he leaned closer, lowering his voice and unabashedly said, "Xiaolu, you can't possibly not know that your father's intention is for us to develop a relationship."

At that moment, Su Lu felt disgusted and took a deep breath, "I am Gu Xin's wife, President Liu, please respect yourself."

Liu Qiming's smile grew greasy, "Everyone in Feng City knows about Gu Xin's affairs. Can you tolerate living with his mistress and illegitimate child for the rest of your life? Your father doesn't want you to waste your life with Gu Xin, hence he wants us to develop a relationship."

Su Lu let out a cold laugh.

Her mocking smile made Liu Qiming frown.

"With all due respect, President Liu, when it comes to mistresses and illegitimate children, who can compete with your achievements? If I recall correctly, your ex-wife made a scene at your company because of your mistress and illegitimate child, correct?"

"If I were to tolerate mistresses and illegitimate children, at least Gu Xin is young and handsome. And as for you..." Su Lu glanced at him, her eyes scanning his shiny forehead and swollen belly, then chuckled softly, her meaning clear.

Liu Qiming's face immediately turned ugly; the unappreciated daughter of the Su Family and the discarded woman of the Gu Family dared speak to him so rudely!

Liu Qiming leaned closer, placing a hand on Su Lu's shoulder, somewhat furious, and squeezed her shoulder hard.

Su Lu frowned but remained silent, showing no sign of weakness.

Liu Qiming lowered his voice, "Su Lu, don't be ungrateful. I know all about your position in the Su Family and the Gu Family. I'm giving you face because of Old Su, but otherwise, what do you think you are... Ah!"

Liu Qiming's voice ended in a painful cry.

A man's low and cold voice, tinged with a hint of laughter, sounded sinister.

"I almost thought I was mistaken. Isn't this President Liu? What a coincidence."

Hearing his voice, Su Lu felt a moment of pause, a feeling akin to when she was surrounded by reporters, bombarded by cameras, knowing he was there, instinctively feeling... reassured.

Bo Jingshen grabbed Liu Qiming's hand from Su Lu's shoulder. It appeared to be a polite handshake, but Liu Qiming's twisted expression revealed the strength of the grip.

"President... President Bo?" Liu Qiming forced a pained smile, "Yes, quite a coincidence. You have a strong grip."

"Oh, my apologies. I saw President Liu gripping Su Lu's shoulder with such force, I thought you were accustomed to it." Bo Jingshen responded coolly.

Liu Qiming chuckled awkwardly, "Not at all, I just saw Xiaolu here and came to say a few words."

"Really? I thought President Liu was interested in the intelligent robots my company produces." Bo Jingshen coldly let go of his hand, pulling out a silk pocket square from his suit jacket, slowly wiping his fingers, then casually discarding it.

The gesture... though not physically harmful, was deeply insulting.

Liu Qiming's face turned red, then white, then green, an intriguing sight.

He reluctantly squeezed out a sentence, "I didn't know that President Bo and Su Lu were so well acquainted."

"Oh. She is interested in my project and is serving as my temporary secretary." Bo Jingshen looked at Su Lu, "Is that right?"

Su Lu nodded lightly, "Yes."

Bo Jingshen glared at Liu Qiming, "Does President Liu have any advice?"

"Not at all." Liu Qiming shook his head, squinted, and thoughtfully glanced at Su Lu, then at Bo Jingshen, "I've heard that President Bo plans to make some big moves after entering the domestic market. We'll look forward to it."

After speaking, Liu Qiming gave Su Lu a venomous look and then turned to leave.

Su Lu looked at Bo Jingshen, "Thank you, you..."

She met the man's cold gaze.

Her heart sank; she almost anticipated what cold words would come next.

"The daughter of the Su Family, the wife of the Gu Family..." Bo Jingshen began icily.

Su Lu's heart skipped a beat, realizing he had overheard her conversation with Liu Qiming from earlier.

He pulled a faint, mocking smile, "Turns out, it's not as useful as being my temporary secretary."

Despite her expectations, his words still stung Su Lu's heart a bit.

The daughter of the Su Family, the wife of the Gu Family... What's the use?

The only identity she once valued was 'Bo Jingshen's girlfriend.'

Jiang Li's voice came from behind, "Bo Jingshen, why did you rush in? Couldn't you wait for us for a while? It's not even time for your speech yet!"

What was he in such a rush for?

Jiang Li had the answer when he saw Su Lu.

"Oh, Su Lu."

"Second Young Master Jiang," Su Lu composed herself, smiled, and nodded at Jiang Li.

Bo Jingshen frowned at Jiang Li, "Let's go, into the conference hall."

He had no intention of acknowledging Su Lu, appearing angry. Compared to his earlier harsh sarcasm, his barely veiled anger now made Su Lu want to laugh.

It was as if he was no longer the calculating President Bo of Boss Group but the young man from five years ago.

Su Lu squeezed the invitation card in her bag, just about to speak.

A cold voice beside her handed over a draft with slender, fair fingers, "Jingshen, your draft."

Bo Jingshen took it, nodded, "Let's go."

Without looking at Su Lu, he walked directly into the conference hall.

Jiang Li looked at him, then at Su Lu, shrugged helplessly, and followed in.

Zhuang Cai Nan, however, stopped. She was slightly taller than Su Lu, her lowered gaze filled with cold disdain.

"Miss Su, whatever you're planning, please stay away from Jingshen in the future."