Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 225: Ms. Zhao

Chapter 225: Chapter 225: Ms. Zhao

Su Lu thought for a moment and said, "Regardless, thank you for donating blood last time, otherwise I might have been in danger."

Shen Xun was still standing there in a daze, subconsciously rubbing his hands together after hearing this, revealing his current state of helplessness.

Then he nodded, "No need to be polite, it’s what I should have done."

Su Zhe actually didn’t want to stay here anymore, but looking at the situation at hand, he felt that if he left, the atmosphere might become even more awkward.

So, despite being someone who usually disliked bustling places, he couldn’t leave just yet and had to stay and add to the crowd, even if just being there seemed to make things less awkward.

He had thought that given Shen Xun’s current nervous state, he wouldn’t be able to say much for a while.

But unexpectedly...

"...I should apologize to you first," Shen Xun suddenly broke the awkward silence and said this.

Su Lu was taken aback and blinked, looking at Shen Xun, "Apologize?"

"If I had watched over you properly back then, if I hadn’t been so keen to play..." Shen Xun’s voice was somewhat choked, and he could hardly continue.

Decades of obsession.

He had almost despaired, almost come to believe that he might never see his sister again in his lifetime.

Who could not be excited, who could not be moved by such a dramatic turn of events?

Shen Xun had always felt that it was his fault, no matter who told him not to blame himself, it didn’t help at all.

Now that he could see his sister again in his lifetime, let alone apologize, if he had to kneel, Shen Xun would be willing to do so.

What was this to him? It was just an apology, even if it meant kneeling?

But Qianqian... his poor sister had experienced so much at such a young age. In the hands of the human trafficking gang, who knows what kind of abuse she suffered to have such a strong reaction, severe enough to completely forget her past memories. What kind of abuse would drive one to such despair?

Su Lu could hear the thick guilt in his voice, especially now, when the sobbing nasal sound in his voice was clearly audible. Su Lu had never intended to blame anyone for her fate.

It’s all about time, luck, and life; many things just happen that way.

Su Lu smiled, "I have never blamed you. In fact, in this matter, I have never blamed anyone..."

Because she didn’t remember at all. Sometimes she felt fortunate that she didn’t remember those bad memories because, without them, she had nothing to blame, and naturally, she didn’t live with a heart full of resentment.

Shen Xun didn’t speak, just stood there with his head down.

His dejected appearance, like a big dog that had done something wrong, was pitiable.

Su Lu said, "At that time, you were just a child too, I have heard how things happened. Given the circumstances back then, if you had been there, maybe you would have ended up just like me."

Su Lu thought of the middle-aged woman who had taken good care of her, and if two children had been stolen at once... She wouldn’t have wanted to live...

"Please have a seat, I’ll pour you some tea," Su Lu said, unable to bear watching him stand there with his head hung low, radiating guilt, so she beckoned him over to sit. She then got up to pour him a cup of tea at the small bar.

Shen Xun was still a bit nervous, so his movements appeared somewhat stiff. Sitting down on the sofa, his hands and feet seemed to not know where to rest.

Who would believe it, Captain Shen of the search and rescue team, to have such a side, to have such a day.

When he beat up Bo Jingshen before, his posture was agile, his movements quick and fierce. Now, looking at his current state, where his hands and feet didn’t know where to rest, who could imagine this was the same person?

The tension and awkwardness had made the atmosphere rather silent.

It wasn’t that Su Zhe didn’t want to smooth things over, but he was never an outgoing person to begin with. With his cold demeanor, asking him to liven up the atmosphere and smooth things over was really too much to ask of him.

Su Zhe had wanted to try, but after attempting to speak several times and feeling awkward, he simply chose not to make any noise or attempt to brighten the mood.

Su Lu also noticed the eerie silence of the atmosphere, and being the kind-hearted person she was,

she still tried her best to initiate a conversation to ease Shen Xun’s nervousness despite feeling awkward herself.

"I heard we had a connection in the past...?" Su Lu said, placing a cup of green tea in front of Shen Xun.

"Thank you," Shen Xun reached for the glass, which was actually quite hot to the touch, but he was reluctant to let go. The heat seemed to seep into his heart; it was Qianqian who poured him this tea, and just that knowledge alone made it impossible for him to release his grip easily.

"When I was injured during a search and rescue mission, a volunteer donated blood and saved my life. It was you," Shen Xun said. "It was a close call, because the location I was in at the time was quite remote, and finding someone with my blood type was not easy, let alone a volunteer..."

"We happened to be nearby sketching for our painting because we heard the scenery there was very good. I never expected to encounter such an incident and save a life..."

Thinking back to that time, Su Lu had realized how demanding the work of the search and rescue team was, and because of that, she no longer participated in activities like plein air painting or traveling to unexplored areas.

It was to avoid causing trouble for others because that could indeed be quite an inconvenience, and those hikers stranded in the wilderness were imposing a burden on the search and rescue team.

And such trouble came with significant risks.

Others are flesh and blood too, yet they might lose their lives because of your recklessness, and the mere thought of it seemed quite inappropriate.

So from then on, Su Lu only visited well-developed places, where the scenery was also nice. After all, the world around us is never short of beauty, what is lacking is only the eyes to find it.

"So you don’t need to thank me for donating my blood to you, even if we didn’t share this blood connection, my donation was in gratitude," Shen Xun said.

With the topic introduced by Su Lu, he finally seemed less nervous, and his speech was no longer as... stammering as before.

Su Lu thought for a moment, then asked, "She... When does she plan to meet me?"

Shen Xun knew whom she was referring to and smiled slightly, "Who? Ms. Zhao?"

Su Lu was taken aback, "Is that how you refer to her? Ms. Zhao?"

"Yes, she feels she looks young and doesn’t want others to know she has a son as old as me, so I call her that, and also Sister Zhao," Shen Xun said with a smile on his face, appearing much more relaxed.

For some reason, listening to Shen Xun’s words, Su Lu even envied the atmosphere between mother and son.

She nodded gently, "Yeah, when will Ms. Zhao come?"