Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 302: Let’s Talk

Chapter 302: Chapter 302: Let’s Talk

Su Lu thought, she had always taught Zhao Xiaole that if she hadn’t done anything wrong, there was no need to hide.

But even though she hadn’t done anything wrong, in that moment, she still wanted to hide.

Why did I want to hide?

It wasn’t until now that she realized, why was she still so humble?

She had once hurt him, she had been retaliated against, she had been punished.

Why was she still so humble?

Thinking about this, she felt much more relieved.

The most direct manifestation of this was... Bo Jingshen didn’t know if it was just his imagination, but he vaguely sensed that Su Lu seemed to be angry, and it was quite sudden.

She had just been on the phone a second ago.

He listened to her phone conversation with a heavy heart, knowing who was on the other end.

It was discernible.

It was precisely because he knew, because he could tell, that he felt even more suffocated.

If Qiao Li hadn’t been good enough, it probably wouldn’t have been so suffocating.

But the problem was, Qiao Li was too good, so good that even Bo Jingshen couldn’t find any fault with him.

To be honest, if not for standing in his own shoes.

If he looked at it from the perspective of a bystander, he himself might think that Qiao Li was the better man, the more suitable one.

Because he knew this all the more clearly, he felt all the more suffocated.

His heart was so heavy it seemed to make it difficult to breathe.

"Table for two? Please follow me," the waiter led them inside.

They were given a seat by the window, with floor-to-ceiling windows facing the main road, and right across the road was the hospital entrance.

Honestly, it wasn’t exactly a nice view.

"Hot..." Su Lu wanted to say hot cocoa, but thinking of Cheng You Ran’s condition after drinking expired hot cocoa, she suddenly felt an inexplicable psychological shadow, and at least for the short term, she didn’t want any hot cocoa.

So she changed her order, "Iced Americano, thank you."

Bo Jingshen frowned lightly, said nothing, just flipped through the menu, and ordered, "A hot honey pomelo tea."

The waiter went to place the orders, and the two remained silent, as if neither had figured out how to break the silence or how to start a conversation.

It wasn’t until the waiter brought their drinks that they were still silent.

The iced Americano was placed in front of Su Lu, her fingers touched the cold, condensing glass, and before she could pick up the cup to drink, a hand with distinct knuckles and slender fingers reached out, took the iced Americano away, and put the hot honey pomelo tea in front of her instead.

Su Lu frowned and looked at the man opposite her, "What are you doing?"

"Don’t drink too much cold stuff, it might make your stomach uncomfortable later," Bo Jingshen said with calm naturalness.

But Su Lu was inexplicably irritated, what did this mean? What did this all mean?

She pushed the cup with her fingertips, deciding not to drink at all.

In fact, she knew Bo Jingshen meant well, and now that he had said so, it also reminded Su Lu that her period was nearing.

Although it’s commonly said that after giving birth, menstrual pain will diminish or even go away.

But that probably depends on the person, and it certainly didn’t apply to Su Lu; her menstrual pain had not eased at all. After giving birth to Zhao Xiaole, not only had there been no relief, but the pain seemed to have gotten worse, possibly because the childbirth had been quite difficult.

On the first day of her period each month, she would feel terrible; only two pain-relief pills could alleviate it.

But again, what did this have to do with him? What exactly was he trying to do...

Su Lu didn’t want to say it was false kindness on his part, but even if it were true, even if it were sincere... she no longer needed it.

Truly, she didn’t need any of it anymore.

When she had needed him the most, he had cruelly excised himself from her world; she had endured that kind of pain, had borne it.

Having long since become fearless of storms, she found she needed nothing more.

"Su Lu..." Bo Jingshen seemed to have picked up on her mood, so he took the initiative to speak up, finally breaking the stiff silence between them, "What would you like to talk about?"

He had finally started the conversation, and after a few seconds of silence, Su Lu spoke up indifferently.

"Originally, according to my wishes..." Su Lu looked into his eyes dispassionately, "I had hoped you would never appear in my life, in my world, never in my existence."

Despite countless rehearsals for this moment, the coldness of these words without any warmth still hurt.

Bo Jingshen pressed his lips together gently. He had imagined countless times how it would be to face Su Lu’s cold words, thinking he could be mentally prepared in advance.

But in truth, it was so hard.

Because he had sorrowfully discovered that Su Lu had never really spoken harshly to him.

It seemed she always left him a slim chance, always letting him be fearless.

To the point that he couldn’t even imagine her speaking coldly to him.

And Bo Jingshen was alarmed to realize, Su Lu had always been indifferent to others; so indifferent that she couldn’t even be bothered to get angry.

She didn’t even bother with harsh words.

She always had her own boundaries, and if someone really became inconsequential to her, she wouldn’t even bother to speak, let alone be harsh.

So, there was no room for imagination.

He could only brace himself silently, but when the time actually came, he realized that all his mental preparation was in vain.

The pain she could inflict was far beyond his imagination.

Silent, Bo Jingshen was desperately searching his mind for something to say, but no matter how hard he searched, it felt futile; any words seemed pointless.

In the end, all he could manage to say in a hoarse voice was, "I’m sorry."

I’m sorry.

Three light words that felt incredibly heavy, only those who have truly experienced them know what they carry.

Su Lu’s eyes reddened slightly, and she clenched her fists secretly, gritting her teeth.

Even the frequency of her breaths became slightly erratic.

I’m sorry?

Oh, now you know to say sorry to me?

What Su Lu found amusing was that she suddenly remembered the scene more than five years ago when she reunited with Bo Jingshen at Yunding. She had seen him then, so respectable and glorious.

She still remembered herself back then, trembling with fear and yet filled with anticipation.

The feeling of wanting to get close but not daring to - even now, she could still recall that sentiment and sensation.

Su Lu thought about how remorseful she had been towards Bo Jingshen at that time.

"I still remember that once you told me that playing with you like a foolish boy would have its price," Su Lu looked at him, "You kept your word; I indeed paid the price."

Bo Jingshen, hearing her say this, suddenly realized what she meant, "I didn’t mean to, I didn’t back then..."

He hadn’t planned on revenge.

"I have never dared to forget every word you said." Su Lu’s emotions gradually settled, and she curved her lips slightly, "I hope you haven’t forgotten what I said either."

Bo Jingshen’s gaze dimmed.