Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 221 You Deserve It

Chapter 221: Chapter 221 You Deserve It

"Yes," Su Zhe nodded. For some reason, after Su Lu had spoken those words just now, he felt a lot more at ease, especially with Su Lu’s calm and gentle demeanor, which made his own nodding much more relaxed.

"I found your relatives."

"The guy who took my blood..." Su Lu’s lips gently pursed, "Although I wasn’t fully conscious at the time, I vaguely remember his hands trembling when he took the vial of blood. He’s my relative, is he?"

"Mhm, he’s your brother," Su Zhe said, then paused, "Your real brother."

You could hear that Su Zhe, despite his rational restraint, still seemed a bit bitter.

Su Lu couldn’t help but smile, "You sound so jealous, clearly reluctant, and yet you still help me find my relatives..."

Su Zhe’s brows furrowed, "Do you think I wanted to? You were in a dangerous situation then, and he donated blood to you! Anyway, that guy was crazy, and he’s also a Panda Blood Volunteer, I don’t know how many people he’s donated to."

Upon hearing this, Su Lu gently nodded. She was a Panda Blood Volunteer herself, so the word ’volunteer’ always made her feel more favorable and lower her guard.

Although feeling bitter, Su Zhe was not a small-minded person. Once the jealousy had passed, he continued with what had to be said.

Su Zhe began, "He has been nearly going insane looking for you these years; part of the reason he chose his current profession is this, and being a volunteer too..."

Su Lu was very quiet, not interrupting or asking questions, just quietly listening as Su Zhe elaborated.

Time passed quickly, and the cups in front of them had been refilled several times, only to be emptied again when she finally learned from Su Zhe the more complete truth of her real background.

Su Lu remained silent.

After Su Zhe had finished, he fell silent for a few seconds before sighing softly, "Although I have my own selfishness, I wish you were only my sister, but... I also hope more people cherish you. It’s obvious that he will cherish you a lot."

Su Lu had never had it easy, Su Zhe always knew that, life had been quite bitter for her from the beginning. So even with his selfishness, he still hoped that more people would cherish Lulu, even if it meant he would no longer be her only brother.

"So my name is... Shen Qianqian?" Su Lu asked, her tone still tinged with disbelief.

These events, with their causes and effects, all sounded a bit mystical, no wonder she felt it was unbelievable.

Su Zhe nodded.

"Since you said, he’s nearly gone insane looking for me, why... didn’t he come and tell me?" Su Lu asked.

Su Zhe lifted a finger to point at himself, "My decision."

"Ah?"

"Your health was so poor before. I was worried that this matter would affect your mood, and in turn, affect your health, so I forbade him from mentioning it until you were better," Su Zhe said, then smiled faintly, "He agreed without a second word, you can tell he really cares about you. If it was just a stubborn obsession in his heart, insisting on finding you, I might not have easily compromised. But it’s clear, he cares not just because of some obsession but truly because he’s worried about you; he immediately agreed when he learned of your poor health."

Knowing Su Zhe’s character, Su Lu was aware that he was not one to easily praise others. Hearing him indirectly speak well of Shen Xun, Su Lu knew, to put it mildly, that at least Shen Xun made a good impression on Su Zhe.

Su Lu nodded in understanding, feeling indescribable emotions inside her. It wasn’t that there was no sentimentality. Nor was there a clear joy, but rather a sense of acceptance, a kind of relief, a feeling of ’so that’s how it is.’

"So, my original name is Shen Qianqian, my real brother’s name is Shen Xun, and my father’s name is..." Su Lu looked up at Su Zhe.

Su Zhe continued, "Shen Jiming."

"Oh, my birth father’s name is Shen Jiming. And my mother’s name?" Su Lu turned to look at Su Zhe again.

"Zhao Ying," Su Zhe uttered a name.

"Oh, my mother’s name is Zhao..." Su Lu’s eyes suddenly widened when she reached this point, "Zhao..."

She murmured another syllable, struggling to let out a second sound.

Su Zhe didn’t make a sound, knowing she had realized it, so he quietly let her come to terms with this fact.

Su Lu was silent for quite a while, before she said dazedly, "Aunt Zhao, she... no wonder."

No wonder she was so kind, taking care of her with such meticulous detail, fearing even the slightest discomfort for Su Lu.

No wonder she was so compliant, even appearing here in a foreign land, just to take care of her, and deliberately concocting the pretense of her son sending her on a trip...

For a moment, Su Lu didn’t even know how to describe what she felt inside.

There was helplessness, and even more, bewilderment.

"She...," Su Lu opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say, "she never showed anything."

"Because they promised me that your health would be their priority," Su Zhe said.

"She’s been so good to me," Su Lu murmured.

She had never felt motherly love as a child, her impression of a mother was also a blank slate, the only thing that could be deemed somewhat warm and maternal was... the mother of Su Zhe, who passed away too early.

So Su Lu actually didn’t know what it felt like to have a mother, or what it felt like to be cared for by a mother – she could only imagine.

Until today. So this was it.

Although Su Lu had felt before that, even though she had never tasted maternal love, seeing Aunt Zhao’s detailed and impeccable care, considerate and careful,

Su Lu also couldn’t help but feel... maybe a mother would be just like Aunt Zhao.

Or perhaps, a mother might not even be as attentive as Aunt Zhao.

"Why did she..." Su Lu murmured, "Why didn’t she come and tell me herself?"

Su Zhe: "She... must be a bit nervous, I guess."

Su Zhe also didn’t know how to describe Zhao Ying’s state; she had asked him to give Su Lu a heads-up in advance, a subtle hint, so serious about it, indicating she was quite apprehensive about this matter.

"So I let you know in advance to prepare you," Su Zhe said.

Upon hearing this, Su Lu was quiet for a moment, then gently nodded, "Alright, I’m prepared."

Seeing her like this, Su Zhe couldn’t help but reach out and gently touch her hair, "Lulu, don’t be afraid."

Su Lu suddenly looked up at him, a flash of panic visible in her eyes, "I, I’m not..."

Although she wanted to argue, she felt somewhat powerless.

Still panicked, even though she could often appear calm and composed, but when truly faced with such significant life events, she would feel a bit lost.

Su Zhe could see it.

So he kept gently stroking her hair, his voice tender, "They will all be good to you. You deserve it."