Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 245: Return

Chapter 245: Chapter 245: Return

Zhao Tong said, "And even if we take ten thousand steps back, even if he really was a terrible person before, and did all those things... Well, now he’s got his just desserts."

Su Zhe took a deep breath in, let it out slowly, and then nodded. "Alright, no matter what, my family has wronged you two."

Zhao Tong laughed, "Don’t say that, brother. But there is one thing I really have to thank Su Yukan for."

"Hmm?"

"If he hadn’t been so awful, how would I have come to realize just how great my real parents are?"

Zhao Tong’s words were indeed true. Compared to Zhao Ying, his parents were more forgiving. Although they also went through a lot of pain and endured a long period of agony, they remained more optimistic, firmly believing they would find their son.

Once they finally found him, it was almost like they would give him anything he wanted.

Su Lu could relate to this as well. Su Yukan’s existence made her own parents seem even better in comparison.

These words made Su Zhe laugh a little, lightening his mood somewhat.

But he still wasn’t feeling great. From the look of him when he left Su Lu’s place, he seemed a bit better.

After he left, Su Lu turned and asked, "What do you think about brother’s mood?"

"It seems okay? But it’s probably an act, just to put us at ease. After all, with Su Yukan causing so much trouble, who could feel good? I feel bad just hearing about it," Zhao Tong said with a frown, looking at Su Lu. "Do you think... Su Yukan could be playing us?"

"I doubt it..." Su Lu said, "What would be the point of pretending with us? We haven’t had any contact."

"Who knows, maybe he’s after money again," Zhao Tong said with a cold laugh. "It’s not like he hasn’t done his share of selling his kids."

"Let’s just go and see for ourselves. Weren’t you saying that you haven’t visited Ying Xi in Feng City?" Su Lu said.

Zhao Tong nodded.

He and Ying Xi had indeed become good friends, but usually, they didn’t meet up in Feng City.

"Alright. He’s been feeling down lately, let’s go drink with him in Feng City," Zhao Tong said.

Su Lu didn’t feel like asking, but she could guess that Ying Xi’s poor mood probably had something to do with Jiang Li.

And she, frankly, didn’t want any further dealings with people from her past, so she chose not to ask.

Zhao Tong also knew this, so he hadn’t brought it up much in front of her over the years.

He quickly changed the subject now, laughing, "Sis, can I sleep with Xiao Le tonight?"

Su Lu gave him a sidelong glance, "Fine, but no video games."

Zhao Tong happily settled in at her place; he even had a change of clothes and a toothbrush and towel.

As for Su Zhe, after leaving Su Lu’s place and stepping out of the residential complex, a Hummer started up by the side of the road and drove up to follow alongside him.

The car window rolled down, and the man in the driver’s seat chuckled, "Hey, mister, do you need a lift?"

Su Zhe glanced at him sideways. Although his mood wasn’t too good, it wasn’t bad enough to sulk, so he smiled faintly, "Aren’t you bored?"

"Bored, huh? Drink?" Shen Xun raised his eyebrows.

Su Zhe pondered for a moment, "Alright."

He got into the Hummer’s passenger seat and as he buckled his seatbelt, he heard Shen Xun say, "Don’t bother with a hotel, just stay with me."

"Oh," Su Zhe had no objections and chuckled, "Just when do you plan on repaying the favor from when I let you stay over?"

When Su Zhe first arrived in Beijing, Shen Xun mentioned that he had stayed at Su Zhe’s place for one night while he was abroad. To return the favor, he insisted on extending hospitality and let Su Zhe stay at his own home.

Over the years, since Su Lu was in Beijing, Su Zhe often visited, and Shen Xun made it a habit to have him stay at his place every time.

However, Su Zhe was someone who had always been good at maintaining politeness and distance. He never overstepped; each visit to Beijing began at a hotel, and only if Shen Xun invited did he move to stay at Shen’s house.

Hearing Su Zhe’s comment, Shen Xun too laughed, his voice amiable and low as he glanced sideways at Su Zhe. His tone half-joking yet serious, he replied to Su Zhe, "If I had to put a time limit on it, how about ten thousand years?"

He was quoting a line from a movie, half in jest.

Su Zhe burst into laughter. "Thanks. And thanks for the fermented crab."

The car stopped at a red light, and Shen Xun turned his head to look at Su Zhe. The smile on his face became more restrained as he asked earnestly, "This time, shall I join you guys? To Feng City."

Su Zhe didn’t decline. He had always been adept at keeping his distance, but over these past few years, they’d built a good rapport and he hadn’t been mindful of keeping that distance. So naturally, there was no need for such formalities.

Su Zhe said with a smile, "I think you just can’t bear to part with Xiao Le and want to go on a summer trip with him, right?"

Caught by the remark, Shen Xun froze for an instant before letting out a resigned chuckle, "Alright, let’s just say I can’t bear to part with Xiao Le."

And so the plan was set.

After a brief delay to finalize the itinerary, they each confirmed that their schedules were all clear.

Then, on a sunny and breezy day, they set off.

As the plane took off, Su Lu gazed at the rapidly shrinking city below with a touch of sudden realization.

It dawned on her that it had been such a long time since she last returned to Feng City.

Zhao Xiaole was thrilled, pressing his face against the window and exclaiming in excitement.

It wasn’t his first time flying, but he was exhilarated every time. It seemed that children, especially boys, harbored a fervent love for planes.

"Miss, would you like something to drink?"

The flight attendant smiled warmly at her, inquiring.

Su Lu shook her head, "Not at the moment, but please give Xiao Le a glass of fresh orange juice."

"Certainly," the attendant promptly went to prepare it.

This plane, belonging to Zhao Ying, was booked just days after Xiao Le’s birth, specifically for future travel adventures with Xiao Le.

The cost-effectiveness was quite high, and Zhao Ying had rented it out to others when not in use.

This aircraft, adorned with lines that screamed ’expensive’ just like the one Su Lu had ridden before, was from the same manufacturer but not the same model.

There were differences, of course, yet some aspects of the cabin’s decor were still reminiscent of one another.

Therefore, occasionally, very rarely, it would trigger a rush of memory in Su Lu.

Unbidden memories would flash through her mind, of the man with the fear of flying, his face pale, that enduringly handsome visage, the uncontrollable grasping and clinging as if to a lifeline.

The intensity of that grip seemed carved into her soul so that even the mere memory of it could evoke the precise strength of those arms, the exact warmth they held then.