Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 246 Familiar

Chapter 246: Chapter 246 Familiar

When the plane landed, the captain’s skill was superb, it was almost a perfect kiss landing, but Su Lu still had a feeling, as if her heart shook along with the wheels on touchdown.

That vibration felt like it resonated deep within the soul.

"Mom, what’s wrong?" Zhao Xiaole asked seriously.

Actually, because it was a trip for fun, Zhao Xiaole had been quite happy, playing joyfully throughout the flight.

But children are always naive and sensitive to changes in adults’ emotions, which they can notice quite clearly.

So Zhao Xiaole quickly sensed that his mother’s mood wasn’t very good, as if... she wasn’t too happy.

"Are you not very happy?" Zhao Xiaole asked seriously.

Su Lu smiled and reached out to ruffle his soft black hair, "How could I be?"

"But you look unhappy," Zhao Xiaole said, blinking up at Su Lu.

"I lived in this city for many years."

"Then why aren’t you happy, don’t you like this place?"

"Yes, I don’t like it here. Because I have had bad experiences here, and I’ve been bullied."

Su Lu didn’t hide the truth from Zhao Xiaole, though she wasn’t very detailed about it, she also didn’t lie or conceal.

Sometimes, children don’t need to press for every last detail; they just want to know why you feel a certain way.

Hearing Su Lu’s words, Zhao Xiaole didn’t probe further, but his little brows knitted together as he said worriedly, "I see, if I had known earlier... we wouldn’t have come. If Su Xiaolu isn’t happy, Zhao Xiaole won’t be happy either."

Su Lu laughed, tousling his soft black hair again, "Seeing you makes me much happier, don’t worry."

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaole felt much relieved and chuckled, his voice sweet as he said, "Alright, then I will cheer you up so you can be happy."

After that, Zhao Xiaole stayed by her side, chatting with her. Once the airplane came to a stop, he didn’t clamor to be carried by his uncles, but held Su Lu’s hand, walking beside her without leaving her side. Generally, when Shen Xun, Su Zhe, and Zhao Tong were around, the child would always be happy to be lazy, always wanting to be carried because he didn’t have long legs like theirs.

But now he obediently followed Su Lu into the airport terminal.

All the while, he kept chatting away with Su Lu.

"...Su Xiaolu, I think it’s hotter here than in Beijing."

"Because this place is further south of Beijing, it’s naturally hotter in summer, hence why they built such a large water park."

"It’s so hot, can I have some ice cream? I’ll just eat two."

"No."

"One?"

"No."

"I’ll just have two bites."

"Fine." Su Lu was often easy-going, but sometimes quite strict, for instance regarding Zhao Xiaole’s snacks, which were regulated strictly, because she was worried about the child not eating properly and having digestive issues, so snacking was limited to a certain amount.

It was almost a fixed rule, with little room for flexibility.

And on these fixed rules, nobody else’s word made any difference, not even Zhao Ying’s.

Su Lu might seem delicate, but she was actually quite resilient and stubborn. Once she made up her mind, it was pointless for anyone to try changing it. Though she wouldn’t get angry, nobody could sway her. She was silently enduring, but unyielding.

Zhao Xiaole was used to this too and knew his mother’s character very well. He typically wouldn’t make a fuss about it.

For instance, at this moment, he would have been very satisfied with just a taste or two.

Besides, there are plenty of delicious foods out there; it’s not just about ice cream.

Zhao Xiaole rubbed his hands and asked, "What’s good to eat in Feng City?"

"Salt and pepper chicken, braised white eel, partridge porridge..." Su Lu answered smoothly, but then her expression suddenly froze and her steps came to an abrupt halt.

...The man looked down at his phone, his long, slender eyes casual, and his voice very light as he asked her, "What’s good to eat in Feng City?"

"Salt and pepper chicken, braised white eel, partridge porridge."

That was exactly how she had answered back then.

"It’s not as good as when you make it." After having tasted these three dishes through delivery, the man frowned and said.

Memories flashed suddenly through her mind; in fact, she had rarely thought of these things. But now, so unexpectedly, because she answered Zhao Xiaole with the exact same words she had once answered him, those memories were abruptly pulled to the forefront.

Su Lu’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

This made Zhao Xiaole somewhat panicky, as he didn’t know why his mother’s expression had changed so suddenly, "Mom, what’s wrong?"

"It’s nothing." Su Lu quickly readjusted her expression, reached out to ruffle his hair, and smiled, "Mom will make it for you to eat."

As they reached the airport lobby, Zhao Tong dragged Su Lu’s suitcase ahead, preparing to buy a few cups of coffee.

In this sweltering weather, a cup of iced coffee was undoubtedly the most comfortable treat.

West Suburb Airport was rather small, with not so many shops, and there was just one café in the lobby.

They walked over, with Zhao Xiaole sitting on his little yellow duck suitcase, being pulled along by Shen Xun, and he was very happy.

The café wasn’t crowded, Zhao Tong went to the counter to scan a QR code and order; as he walked towards the counter, a man who had just placed his order walked away with a cup of iced coffee in his hand.

The man, dressed in a pilot’s uniform adorned with four stripes on the shoulder and cuffs, had a hat tucked under his arm and pulled along a small suitcase.

Su Lu merely glanced up casually, her gaze suddenly rigid, and then she quickly turned her head away.

She recognized that face.

Yan Sui.

The first time she flew on Bo Jingshen’s private plane, it was Yan Sui who piloted it.

But Su Lu had never anticipated that upon her return to Feng City, she would at West Suburb Airport, run into him so unexpectedly.

Yan Sui did not recognize Su Lu right away. He had merely glanced at her, as Su Lu was very pretty. Five years had passed, and time had been gentle on her, leaving no trace of aging.

This could be said to be inherited from Zhao Ying, who, even at her age, still looked not a day older.

But Yan Sui’s eyes had barely shifted away before quickly turning back to Su Lu.

She didn’t look much different from before, still beautiful, but now with an added hint of mature charm. Her thick, wavy hair cascaded down to her waist, and her fair skin and bright eyes added an air of naive innocence about her.

Yan Sui was a bit surprised and stared intently at her.

Su Lu’s gaze was distant, and she quickly lowered her eyes, as if she hadn’t seen Yan Sui, as if she didn’t recognize him at all.

"Su..." Yan Sui opened his mouth to speak, but seeing her avoidant demeanor, he didn’t say another word and closed his mouth, as if nothing had happened.

"What’s wrong? Do you know him?" Zhao Tong had finished ordering and came back, noticing Su Lu’s unusual expression.

Su Lu shook her head, "I don’t know him."

Zhao Tong pondered for a moment, frowning and scratching his head, "I do feel like he looks familiar, though."