Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 291: Quietly

Chapter 291: Chapter 291: Quietly

Although most of this street block consists of artsy small shops and eateries, it’s not devoid of shopping centers.

Right in the center of the block sits a small shopping center, spanning just three floors, which is somewhat unusual. Calling it a shopping center might even seem a bit inappropriate due to its internal style and layout, which bear some resemblance to a typical mall.

However, it doesn’t have many clothing or jewelry stores; instead, it is filled with food vendors. So, rather than a shopping center, it could better be described as a Food City dressed up as a mall.

Su Lu had brought Zhao Xiaole here. There were many delicious options to choose from, which ensured that Zhao Xiaole wouldn’t be too disappointed about missing out on the desserts from earlier.

"Come on, don’t sulk," Su Lu coaxed.

Although she knew her son wasn’t really mad, children’s moods are simple and transparent, so she could still perceive his disappointment.

Zhao Xiaole glanced at her, "Then... can I have two desserts?"

"In your dreams," Su Lu laughed.

Zhao Xiaole’s lips continued to pout.

Su Lu thought for a moment, then patted her son on the head and smiled, "But you can have two bites of mine."

Zhao Xiaole’s eyes lit up, "Deal!"

He didn’t actually have the appetite for two portions, but people are sometimes like that—curious about how another variety might taste if one is good.

For Zhao Xiaole, this proposal from Su Lu was perfectly fitting.

Su Lu took him to a snack shop that sold both skewers and desserts. The shop was nicely decorated and had the air conditioning blasting, making it very cool inside.

"Sweetie, sit here and hold our spot while I go order," Su Lu instructed Zhao Xiaole to sit near the entrance, where it was less chilly to prevent him from catching a cold.

Zhao Xiaole obediently stayed where he was placed, not wandering around.

Su Lu went to the counter to queue for food.

Zhao Xiaole dutifully sat in his spot, his eyes roving around, with no intention of shifting from his seat.

But soon, he blinked his eyes and stared at a particular spot outside, "Huh?"

Zhao Xiaole looked puzzled. He couldn’t help but lightly scratch at the table top. His expression gradually became more conflicted as he looked outside and then back at Su Xiaolu, who was lining up at the counter.

His expression grew increasingly troubled and, after a moment, as if having made up his mind, he slid off the chair and scurried out of the shop, undetected by anyone.

...

Bo Jingshen wandered aimlessly and found himself at this mall, knowing it was essentially a Food City. Although he wasn’t hungry, he impulsively walked in.

He aimlessly strolled inside until he found himself in front of a dessert shop.

Suddenly, he remembered seeing Yuxue and a cute child earlier. They seemed to be coming for desserts but left before they could eat.

With that in mind, Bo Jingshen approached the dessert shop counter to order.

"Hello, what would you like to order?"

Bo Jingshen looked up at the menu above the counter and asked, "What’s good here?"

"Yangzhi Ganlu is our specialty."

Bo Jingshen nodded, "I’ll have that then."

The clerk nodded, pressed a button on the machine, then asked, "Would you like to order something for the child as well? We have a children’s meal that comes with a toy today."

Bo Jingshen didn’t catch on right away, "Hmm? What little..."

He hadn’t finished speaking when he noticed the clerk’s gaze drop—not at him, but at a shorter figure behind him.

Bo Jingshen turned his head and saw Yuxue’s cute small face, blinking her big, bright eyes.

"You..." Bo Jingshen’s eyes involuntarily widened a bit, his mouth suddenly dry and his words faltering, "You..."

Normally, he should ask, "Where are your parents?"

Then he would presumably ask a clerk to take the child back to Su Lu, heaven knows how the kid got out and from where?

Su Lu would definitely be worried if she couldn’t find him.

Logically, that’s what he should do; his rationale certainly suggested the same.

But emotionally, at that moment, his selfish desires were clamoring, preventing him from telling the clerk that this wasn’t his child.

Bo Jingshen’s voice was somewhat hoarse as he asked softly, "Do you want a small toy?"

Then he saw those bright, shiny eyes flicker, and the small head nod vigorously, "Yes!"

Bo Jingshen turned back to the clerk, "Then, a kid’s meal, please."

The clerk smiled and nodded, "Alright, one signature Yangzhi Ganlu and one kid’s meal." After placing the order, the clerk even complimented, "Your son really looks like you, so handsome."

Bo Jingshen suddenly understood why the clerk, upon seeing the child who had appeared behind him at some point, had asked if he wanted to order a kid’s meal for the child—because the kid resembled him.

To anyone unaware of the details, they would guess at first glance that this was his son.

Bo Jingshen picked up the ticket and walked inside; his steps were slow, stopping every few steps to look back at the child.

Ensuring the kid was also stepping inside, Bo Jingshen felt a secret thrill.

He knew it was wrong, knew it wasn’t right, but just for a moment, even if just for a while...

To let him be with his own son, to let him closely observe his son. It was something he never even dared to dream about.

Seated in front of the chair, Bo Jingshen was somewhat nervous, flexing his fingers, his movements almost clumsy as he arranged the cutlery, napkin, spoon, and fork in front of the little one.

Then he asked, "Where are your guardians?"

"In another store buying something, I sneaked out."

Bo Jingshen took a deep breath and said, "It’s not safe to run around like this; your guardians will be worried. I’ll have someone take you back soon."

"Okay, I just..." Zhao Xiaole stared intently at him and then burst into a big smile, "I just thought... thought Uncle, you were so handsome, I just followed you."

Bo Jingshen couldn’t help but curve his lips, "At such a young age, how do you know what looks good and what doesn’t?"

"I know. My mom is very pretty, she’s so beautiful," Zhao Xiaole said, lifting his chin proudly.

Watching him like this, Bo Jingshen’s eyes softened even more, his gaze drifting as if thinking about something, then he nodded gently.

Yes, so beautiful.

Soon, the ordered meals were brought over; the toy that came with the child’s meal was a small plastic robot, with arms and legs that could move.

Zhao Xiaole loved it, ate joyously, and even looking at Bo Jingshen’s Yangzhi Ganlu, asked, "Can I try a bite?"

Bo Jingshen of course couldn’t refuse and pushed the bowl of Yangzhi Ganlu towards the child.

Meanwhile, Su Lu was frantic.