Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

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Su Lu had been trapped at the construction site since last night, falling unconscious due to a fever. She only woke up this morning.

Having slept for quite some time, she wasn't really that sleepy. She filled the bathtub with hot water and took a bath to relax a bit.

Coming out of the bathroom, she felt much more refreshed.

While drying her hair, she walked over to the table to get the clothes she had just bought to change into.

Her gaze, however, fell on an invitation letter pressed under a paperweight with the hotel's logo on the table... an invitation letter?

The envelope of the invitation was aurora blue with a laser effect, giving it a high-tech feel.

Huaxia District Intelligent New Technology Exhibition.

"When... was this placed here?" Su Lu opened it and looked.

This was an internal invitation for the technology exhibition, which not only allowed entry into the exhibition hall but also granted access to the conference hall to attend speeches.

The speeches in the conference hall were given by prominent figures in various fields, akin to TED conferences, and not everyone had the qualifications to enter the conference hall to watch the speeches.

Su Lu blinked, unable to resist picking up the phone on the table and dialing the front desk.

"Hello, this is the front desk. How may I assist you?"

"Hello, I'm the guest of room 2017. I'd like to ask if anyone entered my room today... or yesterday?"

Hearing this, the receptionist immediately took a cautious tone, "2017... Miss Su, right?"

"Yes."

"Did you lose any items?" The sound of keyboard tapping came from the other end, "Upon checking, only the housekeeping staff entered your room for routine cleaning."

"Oh... I see." Su Lu pondered, "Could you please ask the housekeeper who cleaned my room to come over? I have some questions."

The front desk agreed right away.

Soon, someone knocked on the door.

The housekeeping lady appeared nervous, worried that the guest may have lost something and intended to cause trouble.

But Su Lu's gentle smile eased her tension, allowing the housekeeper to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sorry to trouble you. Please don't be nervous. I just wanted to ask..."

Su Lu picked up the invitation letter on the table, "Who placed this in my room? Do you know when it was placed here?"

The housekeeper quickly said, "Yes, I know!"

"It was just before ten o'clock yesterday morning. You had left, and I came for routine cleaning. The gentleman living opposite your room happened to go out and asked if you had checked out. I told him I was just doing routine cleaning, and he asked me to put this on your table."

"You both checked in at the same time, so I didn't think it was a problem and put it on your table. Is... is there any issue with this?"

Listening to the housekeeper, Su Lu blinked her eyes gently, then smiled lightly and shook her head, "No, there's no issue. Thank you."

She took out a few bills from her wallet as a tip and handed them over. The housekeeper accepted them with many thanks and left.

At lunchtime, there was a knock at the door.

Room service had wheeled in a dining cart into her room.

Su Lu hadn't ordered room service, but she already knew who had placed the order.

As the waiter set the plates covered with stainless steel domes on the table, one dish after another, he said, "Mr. Bo from room 2018 ordered this for you. Enjoy your meal."

The server gently closed the door as he left.

Sitting before the feast of delicacies, Su Lu suddenly had the urge to go over and invite him to join her.

She even stood up but then sat back down again.

She ate silently.

After quietly enjoying her lunch, Su Lu checked the time, then got up and left her room, knocking on the suite door opposite.

But the door remained closed, with no response from inside.

Su Lu raised her hand to knock again, but the ding of the elevator opening nearby sounded first.

"Miss Su!" Xiao Qiu saw her and quickly approached.

"You are...?" Su Lu didn't recognize the young man before her.

"My surname is Qiu. I'm President Bo's temporary assistant in Hai City. Nice to meet you." Assistant Qiu introduced himself.

"Oh, hello." Su Lu nodded.

Assistant Qiu said, "President Bo asked me to pick you up. The weather outside is still not too good, so it's better not to drive yourself."

Su Lu asked, "Where's Bo Jingshen...?"

Assistant Qiu kept it brief, "President Bo had some urgent matters, so... rest assured, you will meet him at the exhibition."

Su Lu didn't ask further. On the way to the exhibition, she remained silent.

The driver kept a steady pace. Assistant Qiu sat in the front passenger seat. His phone vibrated once in his pocket. He glanced at the message, then turned to Su Lu.

He asked, "Miss Su, did you enjoy your lunch?"

Su Lu found his question sudden, but answered politely, "Yes, very much. Thank you."

"That's great." Assistant Qiu turned and typed a message on his phone, 'Miss Su said she was very satisfied with lunch, thank you,' and sent it.

The recipient was none other than—President Bo.

Inside the rotating top-floor restaurant with a sea view in Hai City, a handsome man sitting by the window gazed absentmindedly at the rainy binhai road and sea.

Across the table, Jiang Li was hidden behind a giant king crab.

After receiving no response from him for ages, Jiang Li had to stretch his neck forward, "Bo, are you even listening to me?"

Bo Jingshen lifted his eyelids to glance at him, "Obviously not."

Jiang Li exclaimed, "You! Ugh... I can't believe you. I brought you here out of the goodness of my heart to enjoy good food."

Bo Jingshen said indifferently, "Eighty percent of the dishes here are things I can't eat. Shameless of you?"

Jiang Li gave an embarrassed smile.

Zhuang Cai Nan, sitting nearby, placed a spoonful of deboned fish into Bo Jingshen's plate.

In her cold, clear voice, there was a barely noticeable trace of tenderness, "Jingshen, eat this."

Then she turned to Jiang Li, "Ah Li, let's not talk business while eating out, shall we?"

Jiang Li complained, "This is like the emperor not being anxious but making the eunuch... ugh!"

As Jiang Li looked at Bo Jingshen, he saw the previously disinterested man, who had been staring outside, lift his phone after it vibrated.

Subsequently, his usually cold and indifferent eyes gradually filled with a light smile.

Although the smile was faint, in those perpetually aloof and serious eyes, even a slight warmth was conspicuous.

Zhuang Cai Nan noticed it too.

"Let's go. It's time for the exhibition." Bo Jingshen stood up. The fish she had placed in his plate was untouched.

Zhuang Cai Nan's face turned sombre, her fingers unintentionally clenching tight.

Having harbored fancy feelings while working beside Bo Jingshen for five years, it was her first time feeling such a sense of crisis.

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