Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!
Chapter 363: Are You Single?

Chapter 363: Chapter 363: Are You Single?

"Yes, it’s just that since the panda-themed children’s room was not available, Miss Su chose the giraffe-themed one," the person on the other end of the phone explained thoroughly.

Bo Jingshen was still somewhat dazed. Wasn’t she... planning to take Xiao Le with Qiao Li to Three Gardens? Judging by what Jiang Li heard Zhao Tong say, it looked like all three of them were going together, booking a family suite, right?

How come there were two rooms?

"President Bo?" When he didn’t respond with instructions, the person called out.

"Uh? Oh, contact the customer, allocate one panda-themed children’s room. For the customer willing to give up their room, offer them a set of annual family tickets," Bo Jingshen instructed.

"Alright, and... should I say it was your idea for Miss Su’s side?"

"No need," Bo Jingshen curled his lips into a smile, "Just say... it’s her lucky day, as it happened to coincide with someone urgently needing to cancel their room. She’ll be very happy with that."

The staff member on the other end chuckled softly, "Got it, I understand. Do we need to prepare anything special in the room?"

"I remember we had limited-edition panda-themed outfits last quarter? Send one set over," Bo Jingshen ordered, "Nothing else is needed, any more would be too obvious."

After giving the instructions, Bo Jingshen hung up the phone and tried to focus on the documents on the computer screen, but he just couldn’t concentrate.

The corners of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch upwards. Since he wasn’t concentrating and it was affecting his work efficiency anyway, he simply stopped what he was doing, went to the side cabinet, ground some coffee beans, and leisurely made himself a cup of coffee.

As he drank, he made a call to Jiang Li.

"Where are you?" Bo Jingshen asked.

"At the race track, what’s up?" Jiang Li’s voice sounded a bit muffled over the phone, likely because he was wearing a racing helmet.

"Western City? I’ll come to you," Bo Jingshen said.

But Jiang Li said, "No, it’s the new one in East City."

Bo Jingshen was taken aback, "Isn’t that a motorcycle track? You’ve started racing motorcycles now?"

"Yeah, just... fooling around," Jiang Li said.

Bo Jingshen didn’t believe that he was just fooling around. Frowning, he said, "If I recall correctly, Ying Xi taught you how to ride. You’re not going to East City to ’accidentally’ run into him, are you? With your limited skills, you shouldn’t be racing. Don’t hurt yourself."

"Hey, can’t you wish me some luck? What did you want to see me for?" Jiang Li asked.

"How about we have dinner together tonight? My treat," Bo Jingshen suggested.

"Sure," Jiang Li agreed, "Just send me the place, I won’t talk now, I’m about to start here."

After ending the call, Bo Jingshen had his secretarial team look into where in Feng City had both a pleasant atmosphere and delicious food.

He planned to invite Su Lu to dinner tonight. They had talked about it during their camping trip, about inviting her to join him and Jiang Li for a meal to witness Jiang Li’s woeful state.

To be able to see Su Lu, he didn’t mind playing the role of the bad friend.

Bo Jingshen thought for a bit and then sent a message to Su Lu on WeChat.

When Su Lu received Bo Jingshen’s WeChat message, she was inspecting an art studio in Feng City. Since she was also in the art business in Beijing, she kept in touch with her peers in Feng City.

Knowing she had come to Feng City, he invited her for a visit. Su Lu had been busy and only had some free time today, because Su Zhe took Zhao Xiaole out to have fun.

Bambi: Would you like to have dinner together today? I’ve asked Jiang Li to join us.

Staring at her phone, Su Lu was momentarily stunned. She had thought that Bo Jingshen had forgotten, but apparently, he hadn’t.

"Teacher Su? Teacher Su?" The young manager in the workshop noticed her distraction and called out to her.

"Hmm?" Su Lu snapped back to reality, smiled, and said, "Just a moment."

After quickly typing and sending a response on her phone, she looked up at the young manager, "Sorry, where were we?"

"Right this way." The manager opened a door, leading her into a separate workroom, "We were talking about the jewelry DIY workshop our studio set up recently. This is it."

"Jewelry?" Su Lu blinked, "Like jewelry design?"

"Not so high-end. For now, it’s just some ordinary silver jewelry that customers get to experience making by themselves, similar to our other wood and pottery DIY studios."

As the manager explained and introduced some of the tools to Su Lu, seeing her apparent interest, he suggested, "Would Teacher Su like to give it a try?"

"Hmm? Try it?"

"Yes, today we have no bookings, so if Teacher Su wants to give it a try, I can have our silver jewelry craftsman come over," said the manager with a smile. After some thought, he curiously asked, "Teacher Su can’t be single, right? The way you were replying to the message earlier looked quite sweet. You could make something for your significant other!"

Su Lu was taken aback, recalling the expression she must have had while texting Bo Jingshen. Since she couldn’t see her own face, she was surprised. So her expression looked sweet to others?

However, Su Lu did not answer the question about her relationship status, only saying, "Then I’ll give it a try. If it’s interesting, I could develop some jewelry DIY back in Beijing."

It wasn’t long before the silver jewelry craftsman arrived, bringing a box of sample styles for Su Lu to choose from.

Some were simpler designs recommended for beginners, with the craftsman suggesting, "Starting with these simpler, slightly antiqued plain rings or pendants is easier."

The idea of making a ring felt too suggestive, so Su Lu didn’t pick one but chose a pendant style instead.

"What if I want to add my own pattern on it? Would that make it too complex?" Su Lu had an idea and inquired with the craftsman.

"That depends on your own skills," the craftsman answered, "Our silver jewelry is made from silver clay, molded and then fired to take shape. If you want to add a pattern, you can carve onto the pendant. If you’re adept at carving yourself, it won’t be overly complicated or difficult."

Su Lu nodded, "Sounds good, I’ll give it a try."

She picked a plain silver oval pendant, shaping it out of silver clay and meticulously refining the details for a fuller curve.

After drying the rough pendant, she took a small engraving knife and slowly began to carve into the surface of the tiny pendant, bit by bit.

The craftsman looked on and, realizing what she was doing, expressed some amazement, "You’re making a relief, right? That’s quite skillful. Are those wings you’re carving? So intricate..."

Su Lu smiled, "I learned for a while back when I was studying."

It wasn’t formal training, just sneaking into a sculpture class for a semester, but she never imagined it would come in handy like this.

A plain silver pendant with relief-carved wings gradually took shape under her hands.