Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 343: Assist

Chapter 343: Chapter 343: Assist

But to tell the truth, at that moment, Bo Jingshen had absolutely no intention of competing with Qiao Li.

His mind and eyes were fully occupied with Zhao Xiaole. As for Su Xiaolu, Bo Jingshen had felt that when Su Xiaolu stopped Zhao Xiaole just now, preventing him from rushing over recklessly, she was actually worried about his leg injury.

That alone was enough for Bo Jingshen to reflect on.

So, he really didn’t have any intention to compete, but sometimes people and situations just turn out that way.

Those who don’t want to compete usually end up being the winners, and only the losers, or those who feel they will lose, get upset.

Winners, on the other hand, are always composed.

Jing Su, watching this whole process, also realized this.

Bo Jingshen had always been very respectful towards Zhao Ying, and he was quite glad that during their first conversation, even though Zhao Ying hadn’t clarified her relationship with Su Lu at the time,

he had a vague premonition that he needed to be polite to this woman, a woman who must not be provoked.

Fortunately, this premonition wasn’t wrong.

Bo Jingshen nodded politely at Zhao Ying, "Ms. Zhao."

Zhao Ying smiled faintly, "What a coincidence."

"Dad, were you also eating here just now? Didn’t you see me?" Although Zhao Xiaole complained that Bo Jingshen’s smoking was smelly, he still couldn’t resist moving closer to him and reaching out to grasp his fingers.

"Ah." Bo Jingshen paused, then decided it was best not to lie to a child, so he smiled, "I saw you."

"Then why didn’t you call me?" Zhao Xiaole pouted.

"I was afraid of disturbing you. After all, we can eat together anytime, there’s no hurry," Bo Jingshen ruffled Zhao Xiaole’s hair, "Don’t be unhappy."

Zhao Xiaole was easily cheered up and immediately smiled with his eyes curved.

Su Lu looked at Bo Jingshen lightly. To tell the truth, she was somewhat surprised to find that Bo Jingshen was also dining here. And although he had already seen them, he hadn’t come over.

Considering Bo Jingshen as she knew him, sometimes he could be quite overbearing, not the type to endure this kind of situation.

It seems... people do change. Time really is a great healer.

Only then did Bo Jingshen approach, supporting himself with a cane in one hand and leading Zhao Xiaole with the other as he approached Su Lu.

"Did you receive the flowers I sent?" he asked, his downward gaze filled with a gentle smile, his eyes and lips curving up.

Speaking of flowers, Su Lu furrowed her brow, "Can you stop sending them?"

"How could I do that," Bo Jingshen replied without hesitation.

Su Lu took a deep breath and sighed helplessly, "But the bouquet is just too large! I..."

Su Lu wanted to say that in her younger days she had never received such a large bouquet and now, being over thirty, it felt somewhat bizarre.

But explaining that seemed too complicated, and Bo Jingshen would surely come up with another argument.

Su Lu: "...when they wither, they are not easy to throw away, too heavy, I can’t handle them!"

Bo Jingshen paused, taken aback. Clearly, this was one thing he had not considered. After all, they were fresh flowers and they would wilt, needing timely disposal, and he had personally felt their heavy weight.

But before Bo Jingshen could even express his willingness to compromise,

Zhao Xiaole, standing beside them, very matter-of-factly said, "Then Ah Shen will come help throw them away."

Jing Su laughed, "Ah yes, indeed a smart baby. Truly, a credit to his great-uncle."

Bo Jingshen initially froze for a moment, then his eyes curved into slits, "Alright, I’ll help you throw it."

Su Lu: "..."

She hardly could believe it, the son she raised with so much hardship was unexpectedly bending over backwards for others.

She didn’t want to talk anymore, somewhat giving up on herself entirely.

Being polite and that they were all from Beijing, Jing Su greatly respected Zhao Ying, especially admiring how she handled the ordeal with Shen Jiming in the past.

So he said to Zhao Ying quite respectfully, "Chairman Zhao, since we are relatives and all family here, I have a decent project on my hands. If you’re interested, maybe we can collaborate on it."

Zhao Ying was surprised to hear Jing Su bring up the project, "Such a good project and you come to me? You aren’t going to Xiao Bao?"

She was aware that although Jing Su was very guarded and resistant towards his cunning father, he was quite good to this younger brother.

Jing Su laughed helplessly, "I actually did want to, but he wasn’t interested, just rejected me. I told him not earning money is foolish, but he said he was busy chasing after his wife and spending time with his son and had no time."

Zhao Ying, hearing this, paused for a moment then smiled lightly, "Well, since it’s like that, I won’t be polite then."

"No need to be polite," Jing Su said.

Bo Jingshen: "No need to be polite with him."

And Su Lu wasn’t deaf, she heard all this talk, of course, she just looked up at Bo Jingshen silently.

The day passed and Bo Jingshen didn’t bother her further, but flowers still arrived every day. Su Lu’s hallway outside her door was piled high, and the property management thought they were too pretty to throw away, so they came every day to take some, also helping her clear them out.

Zhao Ying, being the strong businesswoman she was, got quite interested in the project after hearing about it from Jing Su, so she discussed the details with him daily.

Zhao Xiaole’s neck wound still needed follow-up checks at the hospital, and Su Lu planned to take him.

"After the checkup, we’re going out to play, right?"

Su Lu was packing his things, and Zhao Xiaole kept asking behind her.

Su Lu, focused on packing, answered distractedly, "If the checkup shows no issues, I’ll take you to Three Gardens to play these next few days, isn’t that enough? Where else do you want to go?"

"Three Gardens is Three Gardens! I’m scared to go to the hospital today. I need to go out and play to soothe my tender heart."

Su Lu laughed at his words, giving him a look, "Where is your heart tender? It seems pretty tough to me."

"Hehe. So, we are going out to play, right? Please?" Zhao Xiaole begged, with his cheeks in his palms and his big watery eyes blinking pitifully at Su Lu, utterly adorable and irresistibly whiny.

Su Lu sighed, "Where do you want to go?"

"Camping! Camping, camping! The kind where you can fish and barbecue!" Zhao Xiaole said excitedly.

Su Lu nodded her head, "Okay okay, I’ll check if there are any camping sites nearby."

Zhao Xiaole opened his mouth, initially wanting to say something, but he held back.

Su Lu found two camping sites and saved the addresses, then she picked up his small backpack and donned her own rucksack, "Alright, let’s set off then."

Zhao Xiaole obediently followed her, and as Su Lu walked down the hallway, she looked at the bunches of roses and pulled a nicely bloomed bouquet together, planning to give them to Cheng Youran at the hospital.

Thus, she didn’t notice Zhao Xiaole fiddling with his phone watch, quietly sending voice messages.

It wasn’t until they went downstairs that they saw Bo Jingshen waiting at the entrance.