Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 310 Domineering Female CEO

Chapter 310: Chapter 310 Domineering Female CEO

The other end of the phone was silent for quite a while before Su Lu cautiously said, "Mom?"

Zhao Ying’s deep breaths were clearly audible over the phone. Su Lu quickly added, "Don’t worry, the child is fine now."

"Fine? How can you call this fine? His neck was cut open and you say he’s fine! What then would constitute a real problem? How could you only tell me about such a big thing now!" Zhao Ying spoke with some intensity, but she still measured and restrained herself.

She was never too harsh on Su Lu, even now, it didn’t sound too fierce.

"I was afraid to worry you..." Su Lu whispered.

"You!" Zhao Ying spoke, then sighed, "Sigh. You’re afraid I’ll worry, and I’m afraid you’ll be scared."

Hearing this, Su Lu opened her mouth, unable to make a sound, feeling a softness in her heart.

"Do you remember when Xiao Le was just born? A premature baby, in a critical condition, admitted to the neonatal department where they didn’t allow visits. We could only watch him for a little while through the monitors each day, and if anything happened, the head doctor would call you. You were frightened all day long then, any phone ring would trigger you like a reflex..."

Zhao Ying still pained to think about those times.

Her precious daughter hadn’t even had the chance to properly be a young girl, to be a little princess, before she had to be a mother, supporting a child’s world with her slender shoulders.

Just thinking about it broke Zhao Ying’s heart.

And back then, right after giving birth, Su Lu herself was not in a good state, her emotions, influenced by hormones, plus being constantly scared made her extremely thin and haggard.

Su Lu might look beautiful and young now, but back then, she appeared almost five years older.

Back then, Zhao Ying was afraid for her because she was scared.

Su Lu was scared of getting calls from the doctor about anything bad happening to Xiao Le, while Zhao Ying was even more frightened of doctors calling Su Lu because she feared her daughter being scared.

All mothers are like that, they feel the deepest pain for their own children.

Su Lu’s voice was a bit hoarse, "Xiao Le is really fine now. He naively ate a few bites of a drink with mango in it. It was indeed dangerous then, but he’s fine now. Don’t worry."

"I understand," Zhao Ying said. "I’m not planning to blame or scold you."

"Mhm." Su Lu responded, playfully pouting, "Mom, I miss you."

"I know," Zhao Ying replied, then added, "I’m coming over right away."

"I didn’t mean to rush you," Su Lu whispered.

Zhao Ying laughed, "Don’t act coy about getting your way, yes, yes, it’s just me wanting to come quickly, to come and spend time with my little princess, alright?"

When the call ended, Su Lu still had a smile on her face.

Talking to her mother always lifted her spirits, especially after ending the call.

Su Lu then finally had a moment to herself to contemplate the matter with Bo Jingshen.

She sighed softly, a bit frustrated with herself for still being curious about his matters at such a time; what was there to be curious about...

They were no longer on the same path.

The next day, when the doctor came for a ward round, Su Lu had just woken up.

Xiaolu had already been up for a while and was sitting on the edge of the hospital bed, swinging his legs. When he saw Su Lu wake up, he smiled and said, "Mom, you’ve got some sleep in your eyes..."

Su Lu felt embarrassed and quickly rushed to the restroom to wash her face.

The doctor said that Zhao Xiaole could be discharged from the hospital, as there was nothing major to worry about. He just needed to avoid allergens, and his recovery would be swift—a matter of regularly changing the bandages and coming in to remove the stitches.

Su Lu felt much more at ease.

Not long after the doctor left the room, a travel-weary figure entered.

"Grandma!" Zhao Xiaole called out.

"Oh my darling, keep it down, wasn’t your throat hurt?" Zhao Ying had barely stepped inside the room, leaving her luggage at the door, as she rushed in to hug Zhao Xiaole.

"It’s not my throat, just a small cut on my neck," Zhao Xiaole explained softly, not wanting to upset his grandma.

"Same thing, it’s so close." Zhao Ying looked down at Zhao Xiaole’s neck covered in gauze, which hid the wound from view.

Seeing that the gauze wasn’t very large, she deduced that the wound couldn’t be too severe, so Zhao Ying felt a bit relieved. "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn’t hurt, Grandma, don’t worry." Zhao Xiaole kissed Zhao Ying on the cheek.

Zhao Ying laughed, "You’re just pampering me. Are you worried I’d nag your mom about this?"

Zhao Xiaole gave an embarrassed chuckle and scratched his head, "I wasn’t worried about that. I just didn’t want you to scold me, especially since it wasn’t Su Xiaolu’s fault."

"Oh, you clever little thing!" Zhao Ying kissed his forehead.

Su Lu was also a bit surprised. "This early?"

"You said you missed me, didn’t you? My daughter says she missed me, how could I wait?" Zhao Ying raised her eyebrows at Su Lu.

Su Lu was still shocked, "Isn’t that too early? You didn’t rest all night, did you?"

"I booked a flight right after hanging up your call; rushed to the airport for an early morning flight. It was delayed, and that’s why it’s this late—if not, I could have checked into the hotel first before coming here. Because of the delay, considering it was almost time for morning rounds, I came here directly. I’ll go to the hotel later," Zhao Ying explained.

Su Lu was deeply touched, although she didn’t say it out loud.

Over the years, Zhao Ying had moved her many times, and she cherished all these moments.

Su Lu said, "Why don’t you skip the hotel stay and just stay with Xiaole and me?"

Zhao Ying looked at Su Lu somewhat helplessly, "Daughter, to be honest, you already sold that house to Xiao Ran. The deal was complete, you got the money. Even now, during your trip to Feng City, staying there isn’t an issue since you and Xiao Ran get along well. Xiaole is still young, and he’s her godson, so you staying with him isn’t an issue. But adding me would be somewhat inappropriate. We’d be quite the group. What if Manager Shen also shows up, would you invite him to stay as well? It’s still someone else’s house, after all..."

Su Lu felt a bit helpless, as she thought that Cheng Youran wouldn’t mind these things.

But she had to admit, Zhao Ying was making a valid point—it was simply polite.

"Well... okay," Su Lu said quietly, "It’s just that, nothing’s been moved there. It was my own house for quite a while, and I left in a hurry to go to Beijing with you, never letting you properly see it. I just wanted to show it to you this time."

"Oh, that’s simple," Zhao Ying declared, "Just contact Xiao Ran, I’ll buy the house back at double the market price."

It was quite a display of a domineering female CEO’s authority.