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

Chapter 520: Chapter 520 I must say, Xiao Song is truly a remarkable person.

Bo Jingshen admitted that he wasn't inferior to anyone in terms of work ability, but he felt that none matched Song Boyuan's capability in getting things done.

Even though he was hospitalized for observation due to a concussion, in just one night, he had contacted all the necessary experts, and the tfor video consultations had been set.

Not only that, but he had also arranged for the construction team that would remodel Su Lu's store into a dance studio, and they were all set to go to Su Lu's store today.

When the store manager called her to confirm this, Su Lu was still in bed.

Lazily, she turned over from Bo Jingshen's embrace and stretched her arm to grab the cellphone on the bedside table.

"Hello?" Su Lu saw the non her screen, "Xiao Zheng, what's up?" Detecting the laziness in Su Lu's voice, the manager quickly said, "Sorry, Teacher Su, to disturb your rest." "It's fine, go ahead." "It's like this, a construction team has arrived saying they were hired by the boss, but you never mentioned such a team to me, so I called to ask you." Xiao Zheng's words left Su Lu confused, "Hired by the boss? A construction team?" "Yes, so did they make a mistake? If that's the case, I'll ask them to leave," said Xiao Zheng.

"Wait, wait a minute," Su Lu thought for a moment and asked, "What are they here to build? Did you ask?" "They said it's for the dance stureconstruction." Upon hearing this from Xiao Zheng, Su Lu immediately realized, "Oh! That! I got it! Let them proceed, and show them our previous design diagrams, they can just follow those. Or ask them if they have other design plans. If I guess right, this crew... should be in charge of everything from labor to materials and design." With Su Lu's instructions, Xiao Zheng naturally went ahead to manage it.

After hanging up, Su Lu felt somewhat moved, and of course, the drowsiness she had felt moments ago had completely dissipated.

"Whats the matter?" Bo Jingshen asked from the side.

"Hmm," Su Lu pondered, touching her chin, and said, "I'm telling you about Song Boyuan, he must have turned into skind of work machine, right?" "Was it Song Boyuan's people that called?" Bo Jingshen had listened to her and figured it must be something work-related.

Su Lu said, "You remember that Xiao Song took over the construction of the dance stuin my store, right?" "Oh, I remember, he sent someone?" "He did," said Su Lu, "With so much happening these past few days, even you and I have felt quite overwhelmed." Unable to help but exclaim, she said, "And him, despite being hospitalized from a concussion, he still didn't forget about fixing his wife's dance studio!" Bo Jingshen was looking at his phone, and upon hearing this his brows raised and he glanced at the information on his phone, adding, "Not only that, but he also contacted the international experts overnight and set the tfor the video consultation." "The reason being... he contacted them overnight just to match the international tdifferences," Bo Jingshen glanced at Su Lu, "He probably really turned into ssort of work machine." What Bo Jingshen didn't mention was that he, too, was once a workaholic.

Back when he was expanding his business overseas, he barely had any rest. Initially, his business wasn't so large, so people didn't give him much respect.

Being an Asian in foreign business was already difficult enough, requiring him to put in even more effort.

Sometimes he was so exhausted he didn't even have tto eat; in the early days when funds were insufficient, he even had to participate in underground racing to earn money...

For several years, he hadn't taken a single day off.

Cheng Yan's current demeanor of an emotionless work machine had been shaped during those times under Bo Jingshen's influence.

However, after returning to China, Bo Jingshen wasn't pushing as hard anymore.

Cheng Yan wasn't sure if it was because Bo Jingshen's business had grown and he beccomplacent, or what exactly I thought we agreed to endure together, and yet you've quietly pulled ahead? No wonder Cheng Yan sometimes resented him.

Now, Bo Jingshen was completely immersed in his wife and child, and not focused as much on his work.

Like today, cuddling Su Lu with one arm and Zhao Xiaole with the other, slouched on the sofa, embodying a contentedly lazy disposition.

With a slightly troubled expression, he mumbled, "I don't want to go to work. I just don't." Su Lu laughed helplessly, "Then why did you volunteer so eagerly...? When Brother JingSu mentioned hiring a professional team, you shouldn't have intervened." "Let's leave it, I'll handle it. They say they'll hire a specialized team, but JingSu definitely won't be at ease. He won't be able to rest properly then." Bo Jingshen said this, but didn't move an inch.

He really didn't move at all, still embracing his wife and child, embodying a life of contentment.

It was Zhao Xiaole who said, "Dad, you can't be like this, you need to have sdrive. Without drive, how can you support mom?" Bo Jingshen laughed, "Really? Does it cost a lot to support your mom?"

The little guy had only a vague concept of money; although he had access to the best for food, alothing, and shelter his understanding of En money wasn't very clear-just like an ordinary child, partly because his mom didn't often let him have snacks. If he got three dollars to buy an ice cream cone, he was already thrilled.

So, in his view, maybe forty or a hundred dollars were already a lot-they could buy lots of ice cream and lollipops.

Bo Jingshen, aware of this, was thus curious when he heard Zhao Xiaole say this-could it be that his son already had a clear concept of money?

But Zhao Xiaole pouted, while playing with the Gundam model in his hand, he said, "It's not really about that, but grandma and I discussed that the person with mom needs to be ambitious, can't be idly lazing around. Zhao Xiaole continued, looking up at Bo Jingshen, "So I'm studying very seriously, I dare not slack off, otherwise, what if mom won't stay withif I'm not ambitious?" Bo Jingshen: "..." Su Lu couldn't suppress a laugh that curled the corners of her mouth.

Bo Jingshen whispered to her, "Didn't see it coming, huh? My son turns out to be quite the motivator." He finally no longer resembled the man sprawled on the sofa, content with life; he sat up straight, "Alright then, I'll get to work. What about you?" Su Lu thought for a moment, "I'll go later. Xiaole has a kindergarten summer education class soon, I'll drop him off there first, then attend to other things."

Zhao Xiaole's kindergarten, before the start of each term, offered this this kind of summer education class NO ease children into the school routine and reduce the anxiety associated with separation from their parents. Speaking of this kindergarten...

Bo Jingshen furrowed his brow and asked, "The one he attends with Zhou Xiaolong, right?"