Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

25: Chapter 25: I’m Poor, I’ll Shut Up 25: Chapter 25: I’m Poor, I’ll Shut Up Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Su Lu smiled, “Young Master Jiang, you really have a way with words.

It’s quite intriguing.”

“Alright then.” Bo Jingshen glanced at Jiang Li across from him, “Jiang Er, you’re quite the clever one.”

Jiang Li chuckled.

Bo Jingshen said, “Your brother didn’t want to invest in this project, so you came to me instead?”

“I had to make sure I was directing my efforts correctly.” Jiang Li teased, “Brother Shen, did I aim right?”

Thinking of Su Lu’s bright eyes.

“You aimed right.” Bo Jingshen said with slight helplessness, “I’ll invest in this project.”

“Oh yeah!

Brother Shen, you’re awesome!” Jiang Li pumped his fist in a victory pose.

Su Lu blinked in slight confusion, but she vaguely understood.

However, she didn’t dare believe it.

If she guessed correctly, the conversation between Jiang Li and Bo Jingshen just now…

Seemed to imply that…

Bo Jingshen initially had no intention of investing in this project, but because Jiang Li wanted to get her involved and managed to convince her…

So Bo Jingshen decided to invest?

Even though it was just a small project, an investment starting in the nine-figure range was no small amount.

Su Lu’s heart pounded.

Jiang Li smiled at her, “Su Lu, we’ve got the start-up capital now.

We can proceed with the project without worry.”

Su Lu glanced over and whispered to Bo Jingshen, “Isn’t this…

a bit too hasty?”

Bo Jingshen lowered his eyes, meticulously taking a crab leg from the king crab the size of a basin.

He put it on Su Lu’s plate, the movement casual and deft, his voice carrying a lazy nonchalance.

As if they were not discussing an investment project worth nine figures, but just a small shop with thirty to fifty thousand dollars…

“Then just do it well, don’t let Jiang Er mess around and lose all the money.

He’s unreliable, you…” Bo Jingshen looked at her, then stopped talking.

Su Lu blinked, “Go on, say it.”

“Nothing, forget it.” Bo Jingshen’s mouth curved slightly.

“Ah Shen, you…” Su Lu wanted to know what he had left unsaid, calling him Ah Shen in her urgency.

As soon as she changed the address, she froze, and her voice stopped abruptly.

Bo Jingshen’s eyes paused for a moment.

Jiang Li, sitting opposite, thought, oh wow, Ah Shen, it’s the first time in years anyone called him Ah Shen.

There was a faint trace of helplessness in Bo Jingshen’s eyes.

He continued from where he had stopped.

“Jiang Er is unreliable, but you…

if you were reliable, your company wouldn’t have just managed mosquito-leg business these years.”

Su Lu’s eyes widened, her company these years!

She had secured several billion in collaborations between the Su Family and the Gu Family!

Was that called mosquito legs?

But in the moment she wanted to retort, she remembered Boss’s scale, the unlimited potential of the flexible screen project secretly backed by Boss, and the Gulfstream G650 parked on the tarmac…

Perhaps her little business was indeed mosquito legs.

You’re rich, you speak.

I’m poor, I stay silent.

Su Lu silently closed her mouth tight and bowed her head to wrestle with the crab leg.

Bo Jingshen glanced at Jiang Li with displeasure, made a throat-slitting gesture at his neck.

Jiang Li shrank his neck, mimed a zipper across his mouth.

He decided to stay silent for now.

He had learned enough today, so much so that it overturned his years of understanding of Bo Jingshen.

Better to quit while he was ahead.

Su Lu was still wrestling with the crab leg.

Another five minutes passed, and she was still struggling with that crab leg.

Bo Jingshen frowned as he watched, finally couldn’t stand it, reached over, and in a few deft moves, removed the meat from the crab leg, placing a piece of white crab meat onto her plate.

Jiang Li, watching, felt it was strangely familiar.

Only…

before, it had been Cainan who diligently prepared crab meat for Bo Jingshen.

And the latter, not wanting to dirty his hands, never touched anything with a shell from start to finish.

He ignored Cainan’s diligence.

But now…

he seemed completely unbothered by dirty hands or shells?

“And you like seafood?” Bo Jingshen said, sounding disdainful.

His actions, however, showed no disdain as he placed a spoonful of freshly peeled crab meat on Su Lu’s plate, then added two drops of ginger vinegar for warmth.

The meal was actually quite good, with a harmonious atmosphere.

In the latter half, Jiang Li couldn’t hold his tongue and started discussing the project with Su Lu.

Su Lu listened intently, determined to do the project well and not let Jiang Li squander the money.

Jiang Li, thinking of repaying the favor, glanced sideways at Bo Jingshen, who was leisurely gazing at Hai City through the floor-to-ceiling window.

Then he asked Su Lu, “But Su Lu, if you really want to work with me…

will it be difficult for you?

You’ve been working with the Gu Family for five years.”

At this, the man who had been lazily looking out the window, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

Su Lu paused and gently shook her head, even though the news of her divorce from Gu Xin hadn’t been made public yet.

But she had to make other plans.

“I can’t rely on the Gu Family forever, nor can I rely on the Su Family forever.” Su Lu’s words were calm, her smile tranquil and open-minded.

This even dispelled the slight anger that had risen in Bo Jingshen earlier.

That feeling, perhaps, was called empathy.

Only after experiencing unreliable circumstances can one truly know what being unreliable is.

Only by relying on oneself, even if the path is a narrow one, at least it’s a path laid out by oneself, walked with solid footing.

You can rely on me.

Bo Jingshen kept that thought to himself, tightly pressing his lips, saying nothing.

But his restraint didn’t mean his friend could.

Jiang Li, sitting opposite, smiled cheekily, “No worries, you can rely on Brother Shen in the future, he has plenty of money!”

Goddammit…

Bo Jingshen wanted to curse but just glanced at Su Lu.

Su Lu lowered her eyes, still wearing a serene smile.

She said nothing.

She neither affirmed nor denied Jiang Li’s words.

She had been too fragile in the past, unable to withstand the pressure, causing him so much pain.

She had sworn back then, if she ever had the chance again.

She would be a strong support, someone he could rely on.

But now…

it seemed she still wasn’t a strong support yet.

At this moment, a slightly surprised voice suddenly sounded beside them, “Bo Jingshen?

Is that you?”