Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 242: Can’t Get Through

Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Can’t Get Through

Su Lu wanted to pick up her son, but she didn’t get the chance.

Shen Xun had already swept the child into his arms and, after only a few steps, Su Zhe took him over.

Zhao Ying came over, took her hand, and together they walked into the house.

"Don’t blame your mom for nagging, isn’t it just because I’m worried about your safety? You know, my little heart, it’s so fragile!"

Anyone who saw ZS’s President Zhao would comment on her having a big heart, a strong woman.

But when it came to the safety of her children, Zhao Ying’s heart was small, unable to withstand the slightest setback.

"I’m not annoyed by your nagging." Su Lu hugged Zhao Ying. "You can nag all you want, I’ve missed more than twenty years of it. From now on, you’ll have to make up for it."

Zhao Ying smiled, her eyes curving into crescents, "Let’s go! The bird’s nest soup is just ready, you should have some first."

Su Lu actually didn’t have much attachment to these tonics, even lacking interest, but she would obediently eat whatever Zhao Ying prepared for her.

Su Lu sat at the dining table, drinking bird’s nest soup from a small porcelain cup, while Zhao Ying sat next to her making dumplings.

"Isn’t Xiao Tong coming?" Su Lu asked, nodding her chin towards a large stainless steel basin on the table. "You’ve even prepared his favorite fennel filling."

Five years had passed, and of course, Su Lu had gotten used to not calling him Xiao Yi but using Zhao Tong’s original name.

He was Su Lu’s cousin’s son, who happened to be napping with her when the nanny abducted them both. Fortunately, after a series of turns, even in the hands of the traffickers, the siblings were never separated.

Otherwise, it’s fearful to think that they might have ended up strayed to the ends of the earth.

Su Lu had always protected him, even in the orphanage. Even though she had long forgotten her past, she remembered he was her brother and treated him as such, insistent that if she were adopted, her brother would be adopted with her.

Despite being later cornered by the foolish kid who turned on her, treating her like an enemy.

But Su Lu always knew he was her brother, a true blood connection. If she hadn’t found her real family, aside from her children, this foolish kid would be her only blood relative.

After Zhao Ying recognized Su Lu, Su Yi was naturally acknowledged by his uncle.

Honestly, Su Lu felt her uncle was... how should she put it? She felt it was almost appropriate to use the term "sacrificing family loyalty for justice."

Who, after finally recovering a lost son, could be so calm?

Not only was he not in a hurry to acknowledge him, but after doing so, he didn’t hide his disdain for his past foolish actions.

Though he was good to Su Yi, that goodness didn’t stop him from continuing his disdain.

Su Yi simply reverted to his original name; not that he was more resolute than Su Lu, but because he had no choice, his uncle was clearly more assertive than Zhao Ying.

Fortunately, Su Yi wasn’t particularly attached to his name and accepted the change.

Zhao Ying adeptly continued to wrap the dumplings, glancing at the basin of fennel filling and smiling, "I’m not sure if he can make it, I heard he’s been busy lately. If he can’t come, let Shen Xun take it to him."

"He’s worthy?!" Shen Xun was in the living room, playing with Su Zhe and the new excavator toy set that Su Zhe had bought for the child, both of them engrossed in the game. It’s no wonder—they say men are always boys at heart.

The toy might be for children, but they were having a blast with it.

It wasn’t just an act of finding it amusing; they genuinely felt it was a great fun.

If it weren’t for maintaining the dignity associated with being an uncle, they probably would have been fighting over the toys themselves.

Sure thing, they were playing together but could still hear the commotion from the dining area, just in case Zhao Ying needed any help.

Then they heard them talking about Zhao Tong.

Honestly, what opinion could Shen Xun have about Zhao Tong... that is, Su Yi? If anything, this cousin of his is just unlucky, having been separated from his uncle for so many years...

However, after hearing from Su Zhe about how Su Yi, this guy, was so foolishly PUA-ed by Zhu Xinyan and her daughter, being so awful to his own cousin,

Shen Xun just couldn’t muster any sympathy for him, and even felt some...

"He doesn’t even deserve the Zhao surname!" Shen Xun added.

Zhao Ying sighed softly and said to Su Lu, "Shen Da won’t let this one go."

Su Lu shook her head, "If it can’t be let go, it can’t be let go. Su Zhe hasn’t gotten over it after all these years either."

After Su Lu finished her bird’s nest soup, she helped her mother make dumplings, because she insisted on raising her son herself, Zhao Xiaole’s food supplements over the past few years and the baby meals that followed were all explored, learned, and handmade by Su Lu.

Over the years, her cooking skills had greatly improved, and now making dumplings was of course a very nimble affair.

It didn’t take long for the mother and daughter to finish making the dumplings.

They sat down together at the dining table where there was braised hairtail which Su Lu liked, as well as pan-fried cod which Zhao Xiaole liked.

There was also blanched squid which Shen Xun liked, and a box...

"Marinated raw crabs?" Su Lu looked at the box.

"They were brought by Shen Xun," said Zhao Ying. "Don’t eat them, they’re very cooling."

"Yes, very cooling. Don’t eat them." Saying this, Shen Xun skillfully took the two biggest crabs, deftly pulled off the meatless legs, and after dipping the rich crab top shell and body into the marinating sauce, placed them into Su Zhe’s bowl.

That’s right. Su Lu remembered that Su Zhe liked this kind of thing, marinated raw crabs, drunken shrimp, and the like.

"Big brother, how come you’re here?" Su Lu just remembered to ask Su Zhe.

"Can’t I come over to see Zhao Xiaole and give him a set of excavator toys?" Su Zhe raised an eyebrow at her.

Su Lu erupted in laughter, "Of course you can, but you can’t only come over to bring a set of excavator toys, right? There’s got to be another reason."

Su Zhe already picked up a rich and fatty crab but didn’t put it to his mouth, instead he put it down, and his expression darkened considerably. He fixed his gaze on Su Lu, "Su Yukan is sick, seems like it’s something serious."

Su Lu, still removing bones from the hairtail, suddenly stopped. She looked up at Su Zhe, blinking.

In her eyes, there was an unexpected blankness.

Yes, blankness.

To be honest, she hadn’t even heard this name in a long time.

Su Yukan.

"Who’s Su Yukan?" Zhao Xiaole, having just eaten a mouthful of cod, sensed that the mood of his uncle and mother seemed off. With wide innocent eyes, he asked crisply.

"He’s your second uncle’s father," Su Lu told Zhao Xiaole.

"Oh..." Zhao Xiaole drew out the sound, looking at his mother then his uncle, pondering a bit, then still reaching out his small hand to gently pat the back of Su Zhe’s hand, "Don’t be sad, uncle. Your dad will get better."

The child’s tender voice spoke words that made Su Zhe pause.