Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 362

Chapter 362: Chapter 362

Zhao Xiaole didn’t receive an answer to this question from Zhao Ying.

And moreover, Zhao Ying didn’t wish for her daughter to be compelled to make any decisions due to various objective reasons.

So she earnestly said to Zhao Xiaole, "Lele, promise grandma, no matter what happens, let mom make her own decisions, okay?"

Zhao Xiaole shook her head, "Grandma, I don’t understand."

"It’s just... don’t try to push Miss Su and Ah Shen together. If Miss Su feels affection, she will naturally become close to Ah Shen. But if you say something, you know, Miss Su loves you the most. For your sake, she might bear grievances without speaking up, and withstand sadness."

"But Miss Su might become unhappy, right?" Zhao Xiaole, not quite understanding, asked.

Zhao Ying nodded, "Yes."

"I know, I won’t tell Miss Su," said the child, who of course felt for her own mother and quickly nodded.

But one can’t deceive the hope in their heart, so after thinking for a bit, Zhao Xiaole quietly asked, "But, grandma..."

"Hmm?"

"Do you think my mom will become close with Ah Shen?" Zhao Xiaole asked seriously.

Zhao Ying couldn’t provide the child with a definite answer and only said with sincerity, "I don’t know either, only she knows her own heart. But grandma thinks there’s still a very good chance."

"Why do you think so? Do you think Miss Su likes Ah Shen?" Zhao Xiaole blinked, "How can you tell, grandma? Is there any proof?"

"You are the biggest proof," Zhao Ying laughed, reaching out to touch Zhao Xiaole’s face, "Silly baby, you are the biggest proof. You are Ah Shen’s child, and that’s the greatest proof."

Zhao Xiaole thought about it and then understood, "That’s right, children are the crystallization of their parents’ love."

"Exactly, so there is still a lot of hope for Ah Shen. Baby, just wait patiently, okay?" asked Zhao Ying.

Zhao Xiaole obediently nodded.

Of course, Su Lu was unaware of the conversation that had taken place between her mother and Zhao Xiaole.

But she felt something was up, and after she finished bathing Zhao Xiaole, she lay in bed holding her son and asked seriously, "Le of my joy."

"Hmm?" Zhao Xiaole, holding a storybook, was waiting for her to read the bedtime story.

"Strange, why didn’t you mention Ah Shen tonight? Don’t you always like to talk about Ah Shen?" Su Lu found this peculiar, "What’s wrong? Did you have a fight with him?"

Zhao Xiaole waved his hand, "No way, I would never fight with Ah Shen."

Su Lu stared at him for a long moment and nodded, "Well, alright, it’s good you didn’t fight."

She took the storybook and began to read the bedtime story to the child.

And then Zhao Xiaole really didn’t often bring up Bo Jingshen in front of Su Lu, as a result, Su Lu actually felt a bit uncomfortable.

Before, without having to contact Bo Jingshen personally, she could always learn his news from her son.

Ah Shen’s breakfast was soy milk and deep-fried dough sticks! Miss Su, didn’t you say deep-fried dough sticks are unhealthy and ban me from eating them?

Ah Shen’s office is so spacious and beautiful! Mom, he said if I go there, he can put a little swing for me by the window!

Such news always came steadily.

But now, suddenly, there was none, although the flower shop still delivered a large bouquet of roses in the morning as usual.

Su Lu signed for the delivery absentmindedly.

"Miss Su, today it’s the Snow Mountain Rose, selected by Mr. Bo. We hope you like it," the florist’s delivery person said as they took the signed receipt from Su Lu.

After the delivery person left, Su Lu pulled a small card out from among the flowers.

Today on the card was just one sentence in English: Can’t-Help-Falling-In-Love

Su Lu thought about it and found it somewhat familiar. Wasn’t it the title of a song?

As she sorted through the flowers, selecting a few roses that were blooming beautifully to take back to her room for a vase, she used her phone to search the music app for the English phrase.

Sure enough, it was the title of a song.

When she clicked to play it, she heard a lazy, slightly husky female voice softly singing.

"Wise-Man-Say, Only-Fools-Rush-In, But-I-Can’t-Help-Falling-In-Love-With-You..."

A slight smile unknowingly curved at the corners of Su Lu’s mouth.

In a blink, the weekend arrived.

With no office to attend and Zhao Xiaole’s school not yet started, the days were entirely hazy, to the point where she couldn’t even remember what day of the week it was.

It was Zhao Ying who called to remind her, "Tomorrow’s Saturday, you forgot?"

"Oh, right." Su Lu snapped back to reality, "I remember now."

"That’s good," Zhao Ying said over the phone. "I’ve just landed, the flight was very smooth, so don’t worry about me. If I finish up here and time allows, I’ll come to Feng City to see you again."

"Ai, you’ve already retired, why are you still working so hard?" Su Lu muttered.

Zhao Ying chuckled, "It’s a major cooperation project that fell into my lap. It’d be a huge loss not to take it." Zhao Ying paused to chuckle, "Speaking of which, I owe it to my daughter’s good fortune."

"Mom! What are you saying..." Su Lu scolded lightly.

Of course, she was also aware that Zhao Ying’s current project involved cooperation with Jing Su, and it was indeed largely due to her relationship with Bo Jingshen. Otherwise, there would be plenty of people wanting to take on this project, and Jing Su wouldn’t bother to cooperate with Zhao Ying.

"Alright, alright," Zhao Ying laughed, "So, is it okay to say I’m riding on the coattails of my Lebao? The big favor from Lebao’s uncle."

After hanging up, Su Lu realized she needed to take Zhao Xiaole to Three Gardens for some fun the next day. So she immediately called the zoo hotel in Three Gardens, booked a room, confirmed the number of guests and estimated arrival time, and specified the type of room she wanted.

The deal was settled after a bit of negotiation.

At the hotel, as soon as the call ended, another call was made directly to Boss, and after being routed through the secretary’s office, it connected to the direct line of the top-floor office.

"Mm, go ahead," Bo Jingshen said with a pen in one hand and the phone in the other.

The person on the other end sounded a bit nervous, "President Bo, hello, regarding the matter you previously instructed us about, the other party has made a reservation call today."

"Oh?" Bo Jingshen, who had been focused on his computer screen, now couldn’t concentrate on a single word.

He put down his pen and adjusted the gold-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, the reservation was made under the name Su Lu, the contact number is..." The person relayed a string of digits and then continued, "If you need, we also have a recording of the call."

"What type of room did she book?" Bo Jingshen thought of who she might be going with, feeling somewhat displeased, his tone grew colder, "A lovers’ suite? A family suite?"

The person reported exactly, "No, Miss Su booked two rooms, one is a children-themed room, and the other is a regular luxury room."

Hearing this, Bo Jingshen was taken aback, "Two... two rooms?"