Mr. Bo, Madam Is Pregnant!

27: Chapter 27: Revisiting Old Haunts 27: Chapter 27: Revisiting Old Haunts Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio Jiang Li asked, “Really don’t recognize?”

Bo Jingshen replied indifferently, “No impression, maybe a former classmate.”

Jiang Li sighed, “Oh, then my poor relative here is really out of luck, meeting someone as unsentimental as you.

I’ve never heard you talk about your university days.

Tell me, what do you remember from that time?”

Bo Jingshen listened but remained silent.

His gaze, light as a feather, brushed past Su Lu, feeling like it had touched her heart.

Su Lu’s lips tightened, her fingers clenched a bit more.

Fortunately, Jiang Li didn’t notice these details in his carefree manner.

The little episode with Jiang Minhui quickly subsided.

Bo Jingshen lowered his eyes, fiddling with his phone openly, making no effort to hide it.

Su Lu, sitting beside him, could clearly see the contents on the screen with just a casual glance.

It seemed a long time since he last opened that software, or the penguin group, showing the time and place of a class reunion.

Su Lu couldn’t help but glance at his handsome, expressionless profile.

Despite his cold appearance, some corners of his heart were still warm.

When they left the restaurant, Jiang Li had no intention of joining them.

Second Young Master Jiang, not eager to play third wheel, laughed, “Then I’ll be off.

I’ve got a yacht scheduled for delivery soon.

Since I’m in Hai City, I might as well check it out.”

“Get lost,” Bo Jingshen waved his hand.

Jiang Li, still cheerful, didn’t get angry, “You’ve agreed to the investment, don’t go back on your word.”

“I, Bo Jingshen, never go back on my word.”

Jiang Li felt at ease with his assurance and couldn’t be bothered with him further.

He then turned to Su Lu, “Hey Su Lu, we’ll discuss the project details when we get back to Feng City.”

Su Lu replied, “Okay.”

After pondering, Jiang Li added, “This is a personal collaboration between you and me, don’t involve anything else.”

Su Lu knew Jiang Li didn’t like mixing in Su Family or Gu Family affairs.

She smiled and nodded, “Naturally, I wouldn’t ask for anything else.”

Only then did Jiang Li leave happily.

Once he was gone, Su Lu felt a strong presence next to her abruptly closing in.

Turning, she found Bo Jingshen at a close distance.

“Shall we…

go back to the hotel?” Su Lu checked the time.

It was actually still early, and although it had stopped raining, the ground was still wet, and the breeze wasn’t particularly strong, making the air quite fresh after the storm.

Remembering the class reunion address she had glimpsed earlier, Su Lu added, “Or do you have somewhere else to go?”

“Yes, to Haike University.” Bo Jingshen looked down at her intently.

Su Lu said, “Then I…”

The words “return to the hotel” were on her lips but she was interrupted before she could say them.

Bo Jingshen said, “You come with me.”

He looked down at her with a slight smile in his eyes, “After all, you’ve invested in a project, Mr.

Su has to give me this bit of face.”

His slightly joking attitude relaxed Su Lu a lot, making her smile lightly, “Of course, I have to.”

Haike University was Bo Jingshen’s alma mater, located in a coastal city and ranked among the top three in the nation for campus scenery.

He had spent his four years of university here, releasing his youth.

In the University City area, among the handful of institutions, Haike University had the largest and most beautiful campus and was the most prestigious.

Driving into University City, the surrounding street scenes were both unfamiliar and familiar.

Su Lu felt a bit dazed as this place was not only where Bo Jingshen had spent his youth but also where she had spent hers.

A bit distracted, Su Lu looked at the stores she used to frequent, many of which were still in business despite five years having passed.

Although it had only been five years, it felt like a lifetime.

The car stopped in front of Haike University’s grand gates, and Su Lu followed Bo Jingshen inside.

When entering, they were momentarily stopped by the security guard for not having student IDs, but the guard quickly recognized Bo Jingshen’s face.

“Oh!

You’re the one from the notice board!” the guard said, “Your photo is in the top ten outstanding students notice board!

I recognize you.”

Finding out that Bo Jingshen was just visiting his old teachers, the guard no longer blocked their way and only asked for a quick registration before letting them pass.

Seeing Su Lu without a student ID as well, the guard initially wanted to have her register too but then asked, “Is this your wife?

If so, no need to register, you can both go in.”

Su Lu was stunned, unable to acknowledge, deny, or respond in any other way.

The firm nasal confirmation from the man beside her echoed lowly.

“Mm.”

With that light affirmation, Su Lu’s steps felt light and floating as she walked further into the campus.

The surroundings were familiar, as she had often accompanied Bo Jingshen to Haike University; she had attended Haiyi University next door.

It was easy enough to find ways to sneak into Haike University, and since Haike was a tech school full of single men, opportunities were plentiful.

Haiyi University, on the contrary, had plenty of female students.

It even felt as if the security at Haike was sympathetic to their own single male students, turning a blind eye to the girls from Haiyi visiting.

The surrounding scenery had not changed, young boys still pushed bicycles along the plane tree-lined streets, exuding youthful freedom.

It seemed as if nothing had changed.

Except, she had aged.

People recognized Bo Jingshen from afar, whispering but not daring to approach.

“Holy crap!

Is that Bo Jingshen?”

“Bo Jingshen?

Which Bo Jingshen?”

“You think there could be another Bo Jingshen?

The one from the notice board!

One of the top ten outstanding students!

And the best-looking one among them.”

“Holy cow, I remember now!

It’s true!

And he’s the richest too!

Ah, I so want to ask him, senior, can I work for you?

I’m small, poor, and helpless but I can eat a lot.

Do you need a worker under you…

or better, a fellow eater?”

But considering Bo Jingshen’s cold and imposing demeanor when expressionless, no one dared approach daringly.

The faculty housing area was in the northeast corner of the campus, old-style five-story apartments initially allocated to university teachers, now looking somewhat run-down.

The teachers earned decent salaries, and many had moved out to live in nearby developments.

Bo Jingshen walked confidently into a building, climbed two flights of stairs, and knocked on the door on the left.

His familiar manner made it seem as if he had never been away for five years, as if he wasn’t a business magnate calling the shots abroad but a favored student visiting his mentor for a meal.