Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!-Chapter 74 - It’s okay, let’s go

Su Lu, piecing together the context, understood—just verbal thanks?

What else, then?

Su Lu thought for a moment, her fingers dancing across the screen.

Moments later, Bo Jingshen, wrapped in a soft blanket, with his deep eyes fixed on the screen, finally saw Su Xiaolu’s reply pop up in the chat box.

He stared for a few seconds and then couldn’t help laughing.

There it was on the screen, Su Lu’s latest reply was startling: “Otherwise, should I order a banner for you?”

Bo Jingshen decided to call back, and he directly chose video call.

Su Lu, thinking it was a voice call, didn’t think too much about it.

Then she saw a handsome face half-covered by a white soft blanket appear on the screen.

The man on the other end was probably lying on the bed, so half of his face was buried in the blanket.

Perhaps he had just woken up, so his eyes looked half-open, exuding a lazy vibe.

His chin sprouted some stubble, and his hair was a bit messy, but strangely, it didn’t make him look sloppy.

“What’s up?” asked Su Lu.

Despite her efforts to focus on the unfinished report, her eyes kept uncontrollably glancing at the half of the handsome face on the screen as if they had a mind of their own.

Su Lu suddenly understood why Xu Ning had been in such a good mood earlier.

Indeed, seeing a pleasing beauty does brighten one’s mood.

“You’re still not well, what’s the rush to go to the company…” Bo Jingshen asked.

His voice had a raspy edge, sounding lazy and casual.

As it transmitted over the airwaves into Su Lu’s ear, it was like a small brush gently stroking her eardrum, tickling her ears.

“It’s almost fine, it wasn’t anything serious,” Su Lu said.

Bo Jingshen chuckled, a low hum, but his beautiful eyes curved, his gaze filled with genuine amusement and a teasing edge that made it difficult for Su Lu to look away.

“You’re so dedicated to your work, one might think you have a major project in minutes,” Bo Jingshen said.

“What?

Someone stepped on your tail?”

His eyes were teasing, his tone playful, yet not mocking.

Su Lu paused for two seconds and said, “That e-sports project needs some preparation before the launch.”

The insinuation was clear enough—who else could it be but you, President Bo, stepping on her tail?

Bo Jingshen stared at her for a few more seconds, then curled his lips, “They all say you’re good-natured, where is that attitude now?

You’re someone who won’t take even a slight loss.”

“It’s almost time to get off work,” Bo Jingshen said.

“Head home early and remember to take your medicine.

I’ll come see you later and bring you something to eat.”

Su Lu listened to his words and understood that ‘later’, he might not be planning to come to the office but rather…

to her home?

Su Lu bit her lip, “Maybe…

we shouldn’t?”

Bo Jingshen: “…”

Even through the screen, it felt as if the air pressure had dropped.

Su Lu added, “My brother might be there, he’s…

he’s recently staying in another apartment in the same complex.

He’s not very good at dealing with people he’s not familiar with.”

Su Lu thought it over, always feeling that it wasn’t quite appropriate to say that Su Zhe had a big problem with Bo Jingshen, so she put it more tactfully.

In fact, for such a reason, she believed Bo Jingshen might not accept it.

But unexpectedly, Bo Jingshen was silent for a few seconds and then actually nodded, “Alright.”

Although he still didn’t look too happy, the atmosphere didn’t seem as oppressive, “Regarding the project, we should start discussing it tomorrow.

After all, this is something Jiang Li has brought up, so don’t let him slack off.

He’s very good at loafing around.

If you show any sign of letting him off easy, this will all end up being your responsibility.”

On this point, Bo Jingshen seemed full of disdain for Second Young Master Jiang, his face filled with contempt as he frowned and curled his lip, “That’s why I’ve never bothered to entertain his desire to partner up.”

“Okay, I got it,” Su Lu nodded.

“Right, you get off work.

Hanging up now,” Bo Jingshen said.

Su Lu hummed an acknowledgment, just about to end the call, when the office door was knocked and Qiao Li walked in, “Off work, huh?

Lulu, what should we eat tonight?

What do you want to eat?

I’ll go with whatever you choose.”

Su Lu’s finger pressed the button to hang up.

As a result, Qiao Li’s words, filled with a smile, became the last thing Bo Jingshen heard in this video call.

Right now, the atmosphere around him was considerably more oppressive than before.

Thinking of the last nickname he had heard, Lulu?!

Su Lu: “Didn’t I ask Xu Ning to make the reservations?

If you’re not happy with that, you can ask her to change it.”

Qiao Li froze for a moment, pressed his lips together gently, then nodded, “Okay, good.

Then I’ll go and talk to her.”

Su Lu was a sharp person but sometimes also quite dense.

It seemed to be the way with people, sharp towards things they cared about but much slower to catch on to what didn’t concern them.

She completely failed to notice that the smile on Qiao Li’s face had become considerably fainter than before.

That evening, Xu Ning reserved a decent clubhouse, and Xu Ning was quite considerate, involving everyone from the secretarial department in the meal.

Su Lu took the chance to introduce Qiao Li to them, too.

After all, for a while, they would be colleagues working together.

Because Su Lu wasn’t the kind of difficult boss who put on airs or frowned too much, the atmosphere during the meal was quite good, with no one feeling particularly restrained.

Su Lu didn’t drink too much alcohol, although everyone had offered her plenty of toasts.

However, because of her stomach issue, Qiao Li stealthily took all the drinks for her.

He was tactful and smooth, claiming he was following Su Zhe’s directives to resolve Su Lu’s worries.

That naturally included taking drinks on behalf of the boss, and everyone cheerfully let him do so.

In the end, Su Lu didn’t drink, but Qiao Li seemed to be slightly tipsy.

When it was time to leave, Su Lu saw he was a bit drunk and reached out to help him, “Qiao Li, ready to go?

I’ll take you home.”

Qiao Li murmured with his lips barely moving, a whisper, “I actually just wanted to have dinner with you alone, even if it were at a street stall…”

But the KTV in the private room was blasting a song with the original singing, just reaching the high notes of the chorus, “The name carved in my heart, forgetting the concept of time, hence a lie told once lasts a lifetime…”

Su Lu didn’t hear Qiao Li’s words and asked, “Hmm?

What did you say?”

Qiao Li smiled, ever gentle, “Nothing, let’s go.”