Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

Chapter 409: Chapter 409

Su Lu was enveloped in a sweet, baking aroma as father and son hugged her and inhaled deeply.

It gave her a sense of déjà vu, making her feel like she had turned into a plant of catnip, bewitching the two cats as they sniffed her intently.

With one hand for each, Su Lu pushed Bo Jingshen and Zhao Xiaole’s heads away.

"I’m asking you guys, what are you whispering about so mysteriously?" Su Lu blinked her eyes, "Are you talking behind my back, perhaps?"

"How would I dare?" Bo Jingshen, persistent as ever, shaked his head left and right, burrowing through, refusing to let Su Lu push him away and finally burying his face into the crook of her neck.

"Mom, I want to live in a house with a swimming pool and a kids’ room," Zhao Xiaole stated directly and without any subtlety.

Bo Jingshen hadn’t expected his son to be so forthright, let alone to bring it up in his presence; he choked and almost coughed out loud. Then he felt... a scrutinizing gaze slowly falling onto him.

Bo Jingshen took on the demeanor of an ostrich burying its head in the sand and quickly ducked lower, burying his face into Su Lu’s shoulder, pretending not to understand.

His antics made Su Lu laugh.

She laughed and said, "Lift your head up, Bo Jingshen."

Bo Jingshen made a couple of dissenting noises.

Su Lu continued to laugh, "Come on, lift your head up. If you have the guts to turn my son, you should have the guts to face me, right?"

Unable to resist, Bo Jingshen chuckled softly, "I didn’t, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense."

"I’m talking nonsense? Then how come Zhao Xiaole would bring up a swimming pool and a kids’ room?" Su Lu asked, holding back her laughter.

Bo Jingshen shrugged his shoulders, "I don’t know why? You see, I have a place where I could set up a kids’ room and a swimming pool, how about I sell it to you at a low price?"

"How low?"

"I’ll sell it to you for one Yuan, and throw in a one-meter-eight-five, strong and sturdy servant, how does that sound?" Bo Jingshen’s voice was low and murmuring, exceptionally enchanting.

And after all, they had just... well, let’s just say they were still somewhat in a sticky ’honeymoon phase.’

It wasn’t just him wanting to stick to Su Lu; she was quite happy to indulge him.

And of course, she was also happy to tease him.

Su Lu shook her head seriously, "I think it’s so-so."

"Come on, boss, won’t you reconsider?" Bo Jingshen’s tone was filled with unabashed flattery, a complete performance.

Su Lu finally couldn’t help but laugh, "You really are... I’m convinced by you."

"So does that mean you agree?" Bo Jingshen asked.

"We’ll talk once it’s all set up, considering the Syrian style right now... I’m worried our son would lose his sense of happiness living there," Su Lu said.

Actually, she had never intended to refuse; she just wanted to tease Bo Jingshen.

Even before, while she was still at that place, she felt living in that cold and quiet house would lead to a loss of happiness. She didn’t want Bo Jingshen to lose his sense of happiness. No matter what, she believed he had suffered enough in the past.

She hadn’t had it easy herself – her son had brought sunshine into her life.

If his son could also bring him sunshine, Su Lu didn’t mind sharing it with him.

"I’ll arrange it very soon." Bo Jingshen calculated that there was little more than a month left of summer vacation, so he indeed had to speed up.

So, he immediately got up, grabbed his phone, and started making arrangements.

There are those high-end home brand services that allow you to choose a room directly. He liked the effect picture of which room on the phone, and after payment, there would be dedicated personnel to come and measure the dimensions, then cover the room to be decorated entirely according to the effect in the picture.

Moreover, they were all non-toxic, environmentally friendly materials—safe to move in the same day—except for being expensive, there was nothing wrong with them, but that was the least of Bo Jingshen’s worries.

Bo Jingshen had Cheng Yan follow up on this matter. Cheng Yan’s voice was always indifferent and serious, but now it wasn’t hard to detect the suppressed raging fury in his tone.

"Bo Jingshen, do you think I’m not busy enough, itching for a quicker death or what?"

Though the two were long-time friends, since their overseas days, and Bo Jingshen had asked for Cheng Yan’s help only after his own business had taken off later. Over the years, Cheng Yan’s work capability had remained consistently outstanding.

With him around, Bo Jingshen had much less to worry about. Like the time when Bo Jingshen was "in residence," Cheng Yan was in charge without any problem at all.

Thus, Bo Jingshen had gotten used to delegating whatever needed doing to Cheng Yan, who would then take care of it.

Honestly, Cheng Yan’s outstanding work ability sometimes gave Bo Jingshen an illusion that if he asked him to steal a nuclear bomb, he might even be able to do that...

Such a calm and composed person was now almost on the verge of exploding.

Bo Jingshen touched his nose, "Just have someone else take care of it. What are you getting so worked up for?"

Bo Jingshen felt he was not boss-like at all. What kind of boss gets yelled at by their subordinate?

But Cheng Yan didn’t think he was being inappropriate at all, "Why don’t you directly call someone else to handle it?!"

Bo Jingshen responded with an "Oh," "All right, all right, I’m calling the secretary’s office now. Jeez, you’re so hot-tempered. You should start dating to cool off..."

Cheng Yan was on the verge of smashing his phone, squeezing the words out through gritted teeth, "I would love to... If I took all my accrued vacation time at once, would you approve it?" noveldrama

Bo Jingshen shuddered at these words, his tone somewhat alarmed, "Don’t make such a terrifying assumption!"

He hurriedly hung up the phone to prevent Cheng Yan from actually getting too angry and deciding to take all his accrued vacation time at once...

If that happened, Bo Jingshen feared he’d become too busy to spend any of the remaining summer vacation time with his son. The mere thought was terrifying.

So, Bo Jingshen called the secretary’s office and gave them a rundown of the situation.

The people in the secretary’s office were a hundred times more patient than Cheng Yan, very polite.

After Bo Jingshen gave his instructions, he mentioned, "You guys help Cheng Yan share the workload, don’t let him get so busy that he becomes irritable."

"Of course, President Bo. We have always been helping Assistant Cheng share the workload that can be shared."

Bo Jingshen paused after hearing this; the work that couldn’t be shared usually consisted of tasks that he should be doing himself but hadn’t, thus falling on Cheng Yan. Because of special circumstances in recent years, there had been quite a few tasks that Cheng Yan had to do on his behalf.

It was only because Cheng Yan was trustworthy that, had it been someone else, they might have staged a coup and successfully overthrown Bo Jingshen’s regime.

Moreover, Bo Jingshen had only recently been released and, although he had started resuming work, considering that he might not be able to adapt so quickly, Cheng Yan filtered the tasks himself first, only handing off the less troublesome ones to Bo Jingshen to give him time to adjust.

This undoubtedly increased Cheng Yan’s workload. After considering these things, Bo Jingshen felt somewhat embarrassed, "Hmm... I understand. From now on, work-related issues can also be reported directly to me."

The secretary thought for a moment and then said, "Actually, there’s one thing, about the new brand endorsement deal on the platform."