Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 298 Crying Secretly?

Chapter 298: Chapter 298 Crying Secretly?

"Mom, can you please not be angry?"

The child on the hospital bed looked quite fine and didn’t appear weak. Although he was wearing a hospital gown, he wasn’t connected to any IVs, and the only sign that he was a patient was a piece of gauze taped to his neck.

Su Lu sat by the bed peeling an apple, but she had no intention of sharing it with Zhao Xiaole.

After peeling it, she just ate it herself.

"Mom, can I have a bite?" Zhao Xiaole leaned in.

Su Lu glanced at him but didn’t speak and didn’t intend to give him a bite.

Zhao Xiaole pursed his lips and whispered again, "Mom, can you please not be angry."

"I’m not angry," Su Lu looked at him. "I’m not angry at all, I’m just scared, scared to death."

Su Lu wasn’t exaggerating; she truly was terrified.

Just thinking about that moment, if they hadn’t been lucky enough to have a doctor present, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Just thinking about it made her scalp tingle.

"I won’t dare to do it again," said Zhao Xiaole in a weak voice.

He was frightened too. He had eaten mangoes before and had discovered his allergy to them when he just broke out in rashes. He had no idea it could get so severe that he couldn’t even breathe.

Now, terrified of never seeing his mother again, Zhao Xiaole was very scared.

He threw himself into Su Lu’s arms. "Mom, I know I was wrong, can you forgive me?"

How could Su Lu bear to scold her child anymore? Especially when she saw the striking piece of gauze around his neck.

Su Lu also wrapped her arms around him, speaking softly and tenderly, "Did you want to see him that much? To meet him, you sneaked out, not caring that I couldn’t find you and was worried, nor about your allergy to mangoes?"

Zhao Xiaole pursed his lips, then his mouth quivered slightly.

"I just..." Zhao Xiaole sniffled softly, "I didn’t plan to tell him who I was, I thought he wouldn’t recognize me, so I just... just wanted to see him, to see what kind of person he is."

Su Lu had never discussed Bo Jingshen with the child.

Now, looking down at Zhao Xiaole, she finally asked, "So what kind of person is he?"

Then, she saw the stars in Zhao Xiaole’s eyes light up brightly.

His tone carried barely suppressible excitement, "He... he seems alright! He bought me a kids’ meal, the kind that comes with a toy."

Su Lu looked at the ordinary-looking plastic robot that Zhao Xiaole held dearly in his hands.

It must have been the toy that came with the kids’ meal. The child was in such discomfort then, yet he hadn’t forgotten to put the toy into his pocket and hadn’t lost it.

Su Lu couldn’t help but sigh softly, "Your uncles would be upset to death if they knew. They buy you all those expensive Gundams, yet you’ve never been so attached to them."

"No! I like the gifts from my uncles too. But... it’s different, this is... this is..." Zhao Xiaole never finished that sentence and instead, he quickly asked, "Mom, are you going to be angry?"

Su Lu quietly didn’t speak, remaining silent.

It wasn’t because of anger but because of contemplation.

However, Zhao Xiaole thought she was angry since she wasn’t speaking. He tentatively said, "Don’t be angry, anyway... anyway, I won’t see him again."

Su Lu looked at the child’s eyes which had initially lit up like stars but now gradually dimmed. She silently took a breath to calm her emotions and asked, "Xiao Le, do you like him that much? Why?"

"He... he is good-looking," Zhao Xiaole whispered with a blink.

Su Lu felt somewhat helpless and smiled wryly, "Whom did you learn this shallow behavior from?"

"From godmother maybe..." Zhao Xiaole said, "She always says that people who look good aren’t usually bad, and even if they are bad, seeing how good-looking they are makes them easier to forgive. If an ugly person does something bad, it just makes people very angry..."

Su Lu felt that she shouldn’t let Cheng You Ran instill such dubious theories into the child.

But Zhao Xiaole wouldn’t easily let the topic drift. He said, "But to me, Mommy is the most important. If you are really unhappy and don’t want me to see him, I won’t see him ever again. Didn’t you say that we always have to make choices? And I love Mommy the most."

His little head nestled into Su Lu’s shoulder.

Su Lu chuckled softly, "Good boy."

"I don’t want Mommy to be sad. Jin Xiaokui’s parents are divorced, and she lives with her mom. She said her dad takes her out every week, but when she comes back from playing with her dad, sometimes at night, she finds her mom secretly crying."

Zhao Xiaole spoke like a little adult, holding Su Lu’s face, "I don’t want Su Xiaolu to secretly cry. I won’t see him again."

Strangely enough, hearing her son’s words, Su Lu suddenly felt relieved.

With such a well-behaved and obedient son, what more could she ask for?

If her son wanted to meet him, then let it be; after all, Zhao Xiaole was Zhao Xiaole, and he had his own rights.

Her son knew how to empathize with her, afraid that she would secretly cry.

How could she not feel for her son and let him secretly cry?

"If you don’t see him, you might end up secretly crying yourself. At the nursery’s last Parents’ Day, everyone had their dad to run with, didn’t you secretly cry?" Su Lu said.

Zhao Xiaole was shocked, "How... how did you know?"

"Of course, I knew. A mother and son’s hearts are connected," Su Lu gently pinched his chin, "Good boy, Mommy only hopes for your happiness, and that’s why I gave you your name. So, if you really want to see him..."

Su Lu took a deep breath, "Mommy won’t stop you."

"Really?!" Zhao Xiaole’s eyes were wide, yet he hesitated slightly, "And you won’t secretly cry?"

Su Lu looked at him, "If you turn out like this again, I won’t secretly cry, I’ll cry openly, right in front of you."

Zhao Xiaole felt slightly guilty and whispered, "It won’t happen again."

"That’s good then. Such a thing absolutely cannot happen a second time," Su Lu stated.

Zhao Xiaole hurriedly nodded, then chuckled, "So when can I..." he said but then furrowed his tiny eyebrows, "But why doesn’t he come to see me... doesn’t he worry about me?"

Su Lu glanced down at him, "Dare he come? I am still here."

Zhao Xiaole blinked, his eyes gleaming as he looked at Su Lu, "Is Su Xiaolu that formidable?"

"Yes, and even more formidable things are coming," Su Lu said, "Didn’t I tell you? Your grandma is about to come to Feng City. Wait till she sees the mark on your neck, then we’ll see if she lets me take you to the amusement park."