Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 289 Encounter

Chapter 289: Chapter 289 Encounter

"That..." Su Lu licked her lips, suddenly feeling a bit nervous, "What if he... if he became the baby’s father?"

Having finally asked the question, Su Lu didn’t feel any sense of relief; instead, her nervousness intensified. Her son was still so young, and she always thought that discussing this matter with him was a cruel thing to do.

So, she had previously preferred to get by on her own.

As she posed the question, Zhao Xiaole’s movements, while playing with his duck toy, abruptly halted. Su Lu was already nervous, and now she pursed her lips even tighter, watching her son intently.

Zhao Xiaole looked back at her seriously, "It depends on whether Mommy likes him or not..."

"If he’s good to the baby, Mommy... will try to like him," Su Lu said.

But Zhao Xiaole didn’t nod. Instead, he shook his head like a little adult, "That’s not the right cause and effect, Grandma told me that Mommy will be happy if she’s with the person she loves. So Grandma said not to rush you to find me a daddy."

Su Lu was taken aback by his words and thought of her mother, her eyes involuntarily welling up with warmth, "Oh, is that so? What else did Grandma say?"

It must have been something Zhao Ying said; otherwise, even though Zhao Xiaole was clever, he couldn’t speak of cause and effect like that.

After thinking for a moment, Zhao Xiaole continued, "Grandma said that you will be happy and joyful only when you’re with the person who likes you and whom you also like. And if someone likes you, they will naturally treat me well because they like you—it’s cause and effect. It’s because they like you that they are good to me. Not because they’re good to me, you start liking them. That’s wrong..."

Su Lu was stunned; even a child understood this simple truth.

Su Lu hugged her son tightly, "Then according to what you’re saying, Mommy shouldn’t like anyone else—just my Xiao Le, and we two can live our lives together."

Zhao Xiaole burst into giggles, "That’s not impossible either."

That night, Su Lu held her son as they fell into a comfortable sleep.

The next day, she called Zhao Ying and repeated Zhao Xiaole’s words from the previous night.

"You taught him that, didn’t you?" Su Lu asked.

However, Zhao Ying denied it three times over the phone, "It wasn’t me, I didn’t do anything, don’t talk nonsense. The kid is just smart, he figured it out on his own, it has nothing to do with me."

Su Lu didn’t press her to admit it, she simply laughed, "Okay, okay."

"But..." Zhao Ying changed the subject, "If you really think it’s okay to give Qiao Li a chance, I’m not against it. I’ve seen him for a few years now, and he’s a decent man. But if you’re only considering it for Xiao Le, then it’s unnecessary. It’s easy for a single mother to raise a son that’s too dependent on his mom, but luckily Xiao Le isn’t lacking male role models; he’s got three uncles, after all."

Su Lu chuckled, "That’s true."

It was like when Zhao Ying raised her son without turning Shen Xun into a pampered ’mama’s boy,’ but instead, a tough, manly man because Zhao Tong, his uncle, cherished Shen Xun even more than Zhao Tong’s own son.

Especially after her son went missing, the uncle doted on Shen Xun even more.

Over the next two days, Su Lu took her son through Feng City’s artistic alleyways, visiting many galleries and workshops.

Su Lu wasn’t entirely financially dependent in Beijing either; she had her own business ventures. She owned a gallery, a café, and a music store—all quite artistic. The profits weren’t enormous, and there were occasional losses, but she juggled her finances well enough that her balance sheet didn’t look too bad.

After all, with Zhao Ying and Shen Xun around, her business couldn’t go too poorly.

Who would want to do business with Zhao Ying or have a conversation with Shen Xun would choose to visit Su Lu’s café, so they could score some good impression points out of thin air.

Then if they wanted to collaborate and were planning to give gifts, it would be even better if the gifts were bought from Su Lu’s art gallery.

After all, over the years, the few small businesses that Su Lu had started had gradually stabilized, with the overt and covert support of her mother and elder brother.

Even her biological father would come to look after the business. Shen Jiming indeed had a discerning eye. Honestly, if he didn’t possess that kind of literary and refined temperament, he wouldn’t have been able to charm so many women over the years.

Birds of a feather flock together, and Shen Jiming knew many people like himself, those with taste and temperament, the artsy and suave types.

Anyway, he had given Su Lu’s business quite a bit of care. Su Lu, who was used to maneuvering with dexterity, had honed her skills in the challenging environment of the Su Family since she was young.

Although Shen Jiming had given her business quite a lot of care, it hadn’t brought them much closer.

As Zhao Ying would say, on this point, her daughter was just like her.

Cunning as a fox.

From a young age, Zhao Xiaole had been taken by Su Lu to these art galleries, piano stores, and the like. He was naturally influenced by them and had become accustomed to such things, even developing quite a discerning taste.

A child’s appreciation for art and beauty is the most intuitive, simple, and pure because their souls are clean and free from impurities.

Su Lu had even acquired several paintings by unknown young artists under Zhao Xiaole’s appraisal, which later sold for quite good prices.

The so-called appraisal by Zhao Xiaole was really just a coincidence when a young artist came to sell his paintings and showed them to Su Lu, hoping to have them hung in her gallery on consignment. Zhao Xiaole happened to be there, saw the artist’s work, and praised it straightforwardly and unpretentiously, "Wow, it’s beautifully painted!"

Seeing that her son liked it and thinking it was pretty good herself, Su Lu acquired it. It turned out to be a surprisingly good decision.

Since then, whenever Su Lu visited the gallery and encountered artists coming to sell their paintings, she would usually bring Zhao Xiaole along to hear his opinion, to see if his pure eyes, free from impurities, could find beauty that adults might overlook.

So after coming to Feng City, Su Lu didn’t find it boring at all to frequent such places with Zhao Xiaole.

In East City of Feng City, there was an entire district of shops with an artistic flair. There were shops selling various handmade items, ceramics, music stores, art galleries, and even cafés that sold both very exquisite household decorations and coffee, where the desserts were exceptionally delicious.

They were also highly rated on review websites.

This was where Su Lu took Zhao Xiaole.

She had never expected that by coming to such a niche place, which could be described as ’cold’ compared to the trendy shops without any exaggeration, she would encounter the sort of person one wouldn’t even dream of meeting.

Because it was very hot outside, Zhao Xiaole wanted to eat something cold. Su Lu agreed, saying that the café they were going to had delicious desserts, cold ones, and allowed him to have one. Zhao Xiaole was delighted and hurriedly pulled on Su Lu’s hand, walking quickly.

Pushing open the door and pulling Su Lu inside, "Mom, hurry up!"

The bell above the door jingled.

As soon as Su Lu walked in, she saw a figure seated at a table by the window.