Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 300: Let’s Talk

Chapter 300: Chapter 300: Let’s Talk

After a few seconds of silence on the other end, "Okay. When?"

Su Lu: "Right now."

"I’m... near the hospital. I’ll come pick you up now," Bo Jingshen didn’t mention that he was actually in the hospital, just that he was nearby.

Su Lu looked at the slender, tall figure in the small garden without saying much, only adding, "Just call me when you get here."

After hanging up, Su Lu stood at the window, silently watching the tall figure hurry away from the small garden, quietly waiting for her phone to ring.

But it didn’t.

Bo Jingshen hadn’t called, and a slight frown formed between Su Lu’s brows as she checked her phone screen, realizing ten minutes had already passed.

It shouldn’t take ten minutes to get from the small garden to the entrance of the inpatient building.

Su Lu waited another two minutes, and still no call came, so she simply returned to her son’s hospital room.

She took out her tablet to start working on some tasks for the Beijing Gallery.

It must have been half an hour later when her phone finally vibrated, displaying the number she knew by heart.

Su Lu picked up, and after waiting for so long, her tone was somewhat impatient, "Hello?"

"I, I’m at the entrance to the inpatient building now. Are you coming out, or should I come in?" Bo Jingshen asked from the other end.

Su Lu, initially dissatisfied with his delay and ready to suggest they not meet and leave it for another day,

But just as she was about to speak, she heard the slightly rapid breathing on the other end as if... he had just finished running.

Did he run here? From where?

Su Lu pressed her lips together, finding herself unable to utter the words of refusal she had prepared.

She took a deep breath, furrowed her brows, and said, "I’m coming out now."

Bo Jingshen didn’t seem to have any particular intention to come in.

Su Lu was definitely staying in the hospital with her son tonight, so she had already changed into light and comfortable clothes, a pearl white silk dress that was loose and airy, yet made her look particularly fair.

Her long hair, soft and tender, was left unbound, trailing behind her.

Without any trace of makeup, her face didn’t seem like it belonged to a woman in her early thirties but still had a somewhat youthful, unripe look.

Su Lu walked out of the elevator with her arms crossed in front of her, a clear defensive posture that implied a sense of separation, caution, protection, and self-defense.

The inpatient building lobby was empty and chilly in the evening. Crossing it, Su Lu saw the man standing outside the building.

He had his back to the lobby door, wearing a smoky grey T-shirt, casually cut pants that exposed his clear-cut ankles, and a pair of canvas shoes.

If Su Lu’s appearance seemed youthful, Bo Jingshen’s attire made him look even younger, not out of a desire to avoid looking old on purpose; he hadn’t worn business attire recently just because he hadn’t for a long time.

After being in that confining and oppressive place for a while, Bo Jingshen had become especially accustomed to such comfortable, casual clothing.

He heard footsteps approaching from behind and turned around.

Before turning, the sound of the footsteps was slack and lazy; just listening gave the impression of a very leisurely attire.

The image he saw upon turning confirmed just that.

Bo Jingshen couldn’t take his eyes off her; his long, profound gaze was locked on her persistently.

Scanning her freely.

Su Lu walked out and vaguely sensed that the deep gaze seemed to have measured her up and down.

But when she walked out the doors of the lobby, the feeling of being freely appraised disappeared. She looked at Bo Jingshen and saw his expression was as usual, tinged with a somewhat defeated air, yet his gaze was calm.

There was no such thing as a brazen gaze.

"I’ve kept you waiting," Su Lu said.

Her voice was very calm.

Not cold, nor intimate, but to be exact, it was marked by a serene indifference.

Like the tone one would have with any stranger.

Su Lu looked at him indifferently, then she saw the bag he was holding in his hand.

Bo Jingshen’s voice was also quite calm, "This is for you."

He held the bag in front of her, and only then did Su Lu notice that he was holding a paper bag with the name and logo of a tasty restaurant on it.

No wonder it took him so long to get from the small garden to the entrance of the inpatient building. Su Lu even remembered the slightly hurried breathing she heard over the phone earlier, as if he had been running.

So he had gone to buy something.

"You probably haven’t eaten properly, right? The food at the hospital isn’t that good, and I was passing by anyway, so I went and bought you something," Bo Jingshen spoke with unaffected calmness, sounding perfectly natural.

Honestly, if she had not witnessed him smoking one cigarette after another in the small garden earlier, Su Lu might have believed him, might have believed that he really just happened to pass by the place.

But Su Lu didn’t expose him, nor did she bother to.

It was probably the most basic courtesy and respect between strangers, "Thank you, I’m not hungry."

According to Bo Jingshen’s character, he should have shown some displeasure, or perhaps the matter would have been dropped.

Based on her understanding of him, Su Lu had already guessed the outcome.

Yet she hadn’t expected Bo Jingshen to suddenly grab her hand.

"!!!" Su Lu’s eyes widened abruptly, and she instinctively tried to pull her hand back.

But Bo Jingshen held her hand firmly with one hand while decisively stuffing the paper bag into the hand she was holding.

"Even if you’re not hungry, keep it for now. Everything inside is in insulated lunch boxes, eat when you’re hungry," Bo Jingshen’s voice remained calm, betraying no hint of any turbulent emotions.

His words were watertight, leaving no room for refusal.

Moreover, the hand Su Lu had intended to immediately free from his grasp had quickly let go after transferring the paper bag to her.

That rapidity, even carried a hint of politeness?

Su Lu frowned and pursed her lips, looking at the paper bag in her hand.

"Thank you..." she said softly.

"You’re welcome," Bo Jingshen asked, "Where do you plan to talk?"

Su Lu thought for a moment, "There’s a coffee shop across the street."

Across from Muheng Hospital there was a coffee shop, and Su Lu had often frequented it; the coffee shop’s name was literally The Coffee Shop.

The reason Su Lu was so familiar with it was because Cheng You Ran worked at this hospital, and sometimes when Su Lu used to come to find Cheng You Ran for a drink and rest, they would always meet at The Coffee Shop.

So after a moment’s thought, Su Lu named this coffee shop.

But Bo Jingshen didn’t nod right away; he pursed his thin lips, pondered for a moment with some hesitation, but in the end, still asked, "Is the child... with someone? If no one is looking after them, perhaps it’s best not to leave the hospital."