Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant! by White Moon Lake

Chapter 493: Chapter 493 Sister Lu... Ha! We're all men, who couldn't understand each other? From the bright, glistening emotions hidden deep in that young man's eyes, Bo Jingshen could tell, he certainly didn't see Su Lu merely as a boss! The young, handspainter...

Heaven knows how many young, handspainters there were? After all, he and Su Lu had already missed so many years.

Bo Jingshen built scenarios in his mind, and the more he imagined, the angrier he got, angry that others had their eyes on his treasure, and angry at himself for not having stood guard by his treasure's side. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, so much so that his kidneys started to hurt.

"Mhm." Su Lu smiled at the young painter, "Chengfeng, do you have a class today?" In these past few years, Su Lu's art gallery had been doing well. There were several branches now, each spanning three or four stories, and the business certainly wasn't just selling paintings but also included sniche design studios.

There was also a little art stuthat offered children's hobby classes. The stuwasn't small, but because it was a place for children to paint, it was called the 'little art studio.' It was different from the systematic training in painting; it mainly involved having fun with the children, who didn't necessarily have to produce a cohesive piece of work. Sometimes, this approach could inspire even more creativity in the children.

Su Lu had discovered this while she was teaching Zhao Xiaole to paint. Children were usually very happy and had many spontaneous ideas while scribbling and doodling.

She had also reached out to schildren's newspapers so that if there were any good pieces by children, they could be published as well.

As for the teachers who taught painting to the children, Su Lu recruited students from the art academy. After she entered this field, she had interacted with sacademy professors, so she would accept their recommendations.

Lu Chengfeng was recommended by a professor from the academy.

"No class today. I have one tomorrow," replied the painter called Chengfeng, still with a smile on his face, "I'm finishing up the draft for an order I took on last time." Lu Chengfeng looked at Su Lu, thought for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "Once I'm done, Sister Lu, could you take a look for me?" "Sure," Su Lu had no objection.

Lu Chengfeng then happily nodded, "Great, I'll get busy then!" Throughout the encounter, Lu Chengfeng didn't give Bo Jingshen more than a glance, and he politely nodded at him before leaving, treating him as just another customer that Su Lu had personally brought to the gallery. After Lu Chengfeng went in, Su Lu turned her head to look at Bo Jingshen, and she saw that his expression was off.

"What's the matter?" Su Lu asked, reaching out to poke his face, "You don't look so good. Is your stomach hurting?" Bo Jingshen's stomach ailment was always a concern for Su Lu, something she constantly remembered.

Her concern made Bo Jingshen feel much better inside, no matter how many people were thinking about this woman.

Even though he also felt that, indeed, others giving even a glance at the treasure in his heart felt like they were stealing it, This treasure was concerned about him, and that alone could give him peace of mind.

Bo Jingshen's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched her, "Yeah, it's aching." "Feeling queasy?" Su Lu reached out to hold his hand. "Does it hurt? Are you uncomfortable?" "My heart sure is uncomfortable," Bo Jingshen responded, off-topic.

The two were talking at cross purposes, but Su Lu caught on quickly. First, she was taken aback, then she burst into laughter. "Oh... jealous, are we? Is that the 'sourness' you're talking about?" "Yeah, heartburn. My heart's so drenched in vinegar, it's rotting away, sigh..." Bo Jingshen didn't hide his feelings, pouting and shrugging his shoulders.

Su Lu laughed and pulled him by the hand to walk inside. "What's there to be heartburn about? I think you're just overeating." "Hey, that young lad was clearly interested in you, and who knows how many other young lads there are with thoughts about you." As Bo Jingshen spoke, he pretended to tuck snon-existent strands of hair behind his ear, adopting a self- pitying demeanor. "After all, I'm no longer a young lad, am I? In my thirties, with a past. Unmarried with a child..." Su Lu almost laughed out loud. "Bo Jingshen, enough is enough." "Not enough, not enough," Bo Jingshen said, his lips pressed into a smile he could hardly contain. "So, tell me, how many more young lads?" Seeing him like this, Su Lu also pretended to ponder deeply. "Well, the list goes on. I have three stores in the camp, and another one is about to open. All of them employ young students from various art colleges. You know art colleges, full of good-looking students, brimming with artistic aura, and plenty of good-looking ones with an artistic vibe. Ah, right..." Su Lu thought for a moment and continued, "Two of those stores also include piano and musical instrument training. Those young lads... there's one who plays the flute. You know the flute, right?" As she spoke, Su Lu mimicked playing the flute with her hands beside her face, gesturing while she exclaimed, "Oh my, those fingers! So long! And white, and long..." Bo Jingshen couldn't hold back anymore. He lifted Su Lu with one hand and tickled her waist with the other. "Su Xiaolu, tone it down a bit! Do you really need to go into such detail? You must have been sneaking looks!" Su Lu couldn't stop laughing as she retorted, "I didn't sneak looks, I watched openly. That's called appreciation, understand?" "I think you're just trying to makejealous," Bo Jingshen said.

Su Lu's smile was unending. "You're the one who went looking for trouble, catching vinegar from the sky with your tongue and eating it all up. So I might as well pour you a little more. Does it taste good? Is it sour?" Bo Jingshen pinched her nose. "I'll have to brand you with a mark. Otherwise, I can't relax for a single day." The so-called branding was nothing more than getting a marriage certificate with her. Su Lu clearly understood his intentions on that day, and had no objections of her own.

However, Su Lu thought about it and felt that, by the tthey really went to register, Bo Jingshen would probably get pricked again by the thorn of jealousy.

Bo Jingshen followed Su Lu inside. Su Lu's office wasn't particularly spacious, but it was well-arranged, and Bo Jingshen sat on a soft little sofa.

He watched Su Lu communicate with the staff at her desk, discussing the work that had piled up during this time.

"For the college art festival and the art exhibition, tell them I'm willing to invest. The condition is that if they have promising students and works in the future, they have to givepriority." Su Lu whispered instructions to her assistant.

"This painting isn't clear in photos, it's incomprehensible. Tell him to send over the finished piece, no matter how big. If not, the details aren't visible in photos, and I can't give him a price or display it..."

Bo Jingshen listened to her soft and tender voice instructing the staff, finding a distinct pleasure in it It was like watching a star gleam and heat up in its own realm, stunningly beautiful to him. He felt quite content, eating several more of the little round biscuits on the coffee table. His little Su Xiaolu, when had she grown into such a mature woman? Chapter 493 Tip: You can use left, right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.