Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 271 Confession

Chapter 271: Chapter 271 Confession

Until today, it had once again performed its function, donning atop another head.

It brought the woman its owner longed for day and night to his presence.

Bo Jingshen hung his head, his slender eyes half-closed, concealing his thoughts and making it impossible to guess his mood.

Jiang Li was somewhat worried, "Brother Shen, are you okay? Should we go to the hospital first?"

Bo Jingshen slightly shook his head, his long fingers undoing the clasp of the document bag and pulling out the papers he needed to review, "No need, let’s head back."

Jiang Li actually had quite a few things he wanted to talk to Bo Jingshen about. Setting aside his own mess for the moment, there was the fact that he had met Su Lu and her son, and all of these matters were things he wanted to discuss with Bo Jingshen.

So he nodded, "Okay, heading back is good. I have quite a few things I want to talk to you about."

On the other end.

Su Lu lay on the steering wheel, casually taking off her duckbill cap and tossing it onto the passenger seat beside her, her soft long hair fanning out behind her.

Her car was still parked outside the detention center, the air conditioner dutifully spewing out cold air.

Su Lu didn’t move for a long time, remaining prone on the steering wheel.

Her eyes were somewhat lifeless, staring blankly into the distance.

Her gaze seemed to drift far away, constantly envisioning the tall, thin man who had walked out of the detention center’s main gate.

Despite thinking that after so much time had passed, her heart had become still water, devoid of ripples,

seeing that lean figure, his dejected posture, the shockingly short hair, and his almost gaunt appearance, Su Lu had to admit that her heart wasn’t as calm as she had thought.

No matter what, seeing Bo Jingshen in such a scene was... too unexpected, too unbelievable.

Unimaginable.

She could picture Bo Jingshen in all kinds of settings, usually glamorous, beautiful, splendid, and dignified.

Even with a hundredfold courage, she never would have imagined Bo Jingshen in such a scenario.

"Whew..." Su Lu lay sprawled over the steering wheel, her whole body feeling lazy. She took a deep breath and exhaled.

"Knock knock knock."

Suddenly, there came a sound of someone rapping on the car window.

Su Lu immediately sat up, her movements a bit abrupt, as she jolted up so quickly that she hit her head on the car roof, squinting in pain.

Then, through her squinted vision, she saw a man with a gentle silhouette and a smiling brow and eyes standing outside the window.

"Qiao Li? How did you get here?" Su Lu was a bit surprised.

Well, quite surprised, to be honest. She blinked, "How do you... know I’m here?"

Realizing her location, Su Lu couldn’t help feeling a little embarrassed.

Qiao Li said with a smile, "How else would I know? Su Zhe told me. Said you were here at the detention center for inspiration and asked me to pick you up, to be your driver."

So Qiao Li actually took a taxi over, not using his own car, just to be her driver?

Su Lu felt somewhat embarrassed, "Why would my brother..."

"He probably just worried about you. No worries, I didn’t have anything to do today anyway." Qiao Li opened her car door, "It’s dozens of kilometers back, you should rest, I’ll drive."

Since he had come all this way specifically for her, Su Lu naturally couldn’t refuse and took a seat in the passenger side.

Qiao Li drove the car back to Feng City, smoothly all the way.

Su Lu was absent-minded throughout the trip, staring out the window lost in various thoughts, and didn’t chat much with Qiao Li.

Having known Qiao Li for so long, and being so familiar with him, she knew he wouldn’t mind whether she talked or not.

However, halfway through the journey, Qiao Li broke the silence.

"Actually..."

"Hmm?" Su Lu came back to reality, turning to look at him.

Qiao Li’s gaze stayed on the road ahead, not meeting Su Lu’s eyes. But he kept speaking, "After all, I’m responsible for company affairs in Feng City. Going to and fro, I do hear a lot of news. So some things, though not in detail and despite the news sometimes being elusive, I get wind of them, more or less. But... I didn’t want Su Zhe to tell you, didn’t want you to worry about it, so... that’s why I never mentioned anything."

After hearing his words, Su Lu thought them through, understanding what Qiao Li meant.

So what he meant was, he might know about Bo Jingshen’s imprisonment. Even if his knowledge wasn’t detailed or he wasn’t sure about the validity, he still heard some whispers. But because he didn’t want her to worry, he hadn’t told her.

After Su Lu cleared that up, she nodded, "Oh, it’s fine."

She heard Qiao Li take a deep breath, he kept his eyes on the road as he continued driving, and said, "What I just said isn’t entirely true, actually. It’s because of my own selfishness. Lulu, I’m afraid that if you hear news about him, you’ll go soft again, keep him on your mind. You and he have been entangled for too long, and you’ve worn yourself out, investing everything. I’m afraid you’ll continue to be entangled with him, unable to forget, and then... then I... I might never have a chance in this lifetime."

If Su Lu knew how to respond to what he had said earlier, Qiao Li’s words now left her somewhat at a loss.

"Brother Qiao..." Su Lu bit her lip.

But Qiao Li seemed to summon his courage, fearing he would falter if he waited any longer, so before she could respond, he continued, "Lulu, can’t you really give me a chance? After so many years, you must see what’s in my heart clearly."

Su Lu didn’t know what to say.

Anything she might say seemed wrong. She knew her heart was stagnant, so in these years, other than raising her son well, she hadn’t wanted anything else. If she had desired anything, it was just to achieve something in her career.

But as for Qiao Li...

To say she couldn’t feel Qiao Li’s intentions would be too false.

People aren’t cold-hearted; how could she not sense someone else’s affections?

Yet she just...

"Brother Qiao, I’m not young anymore," Su Lu said calmly, "A woman in her thirties, raising a five-year-old son alone. I am well aware of my own situation."

She turned to look at Qiao Li, "You’re good, suitable for anyone, so... don’t waste your time on me."

"I didn’t just find out today that you are in your thirties and have a son." Qiao Li’s voice was filled with resolve, "From the day you had a son, I knew about it, and from when Xiao Le was still in your womb, I knew you were going to have a child. So I didn’t need time to convince myself to accept your having a child. I accepted it from the beginning, never caring about it, and I really like Xiao Le. If having him as a child, I might not even need children of my own bloodline."

"Lulu, I just hope that you can give me a chance. Consider me."