"I’ve never thought about taking anything from you in this lifeti," Jing Su turned his head toward Bo Jingshen and said earnestly, "except for wanting to take your son."
"Just keep that thought to yourself," Bo Jingshen replied.
Su Lu was quite easygoing about it and said, "That’s not entirely out of the question. I’ve heard that around the ages of seven to nine, they are at the ’even a dog would disdain’ phase. When that ti cos, I’ll send the kid over to you."
Zhao Xiaole was sitting on Jing Su’s lap, swinging his little legs back and forth.
Not allowing Jing Qiao, Jing Ruo, or Yang Accompanying to co over and help Jing Su with his al anymore, Zhao Xiaole insisted on doing it himself, and Jing Su was worried about tiring Zhao Xiaole out.
Su Lu laughed and said, "He’s not tired, big brother. No need to worry. He thinks this is just like playing house. Let him take care of you."
Jing Su was torn between laughing and crying and could only let Zhao Xiaole feed him—it was a sweet burden indeed.
He had already eaten four shaped buns, which, because they were made for children, mostly had sweet or creamy centers that were incredibly saccharine—nearly sickeningly so.
When Song Boyuan and Bo Jingshen casually talked about business, Jing Su wasn’t very interested in joining in. He waved his hand and said, "You guys go ahead. When it cos to company matters, Ah Shen can make all the decisions. No need to ask my opinion."
Bo Jingshen glanced sidelong at Jing Su and said in a light voice, "Don’t play that ga with . Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. You just want to continue being lazy."
Jing Su didn’t respond, which was as good as admitting it.
Bo Jingshen stated, "I’m telling you straight up, no way."
Bo Jingshen did not want this event to strip Jing Su of his vitality—because he didn’t fully understand Jing Su’s heart, he couldn’t comprehend that Jing Su’s desire to be lazy was not because he had beco depressed, cowardly, or had given up on himself, but because he wanted to try living his life in a different way.
Bo Jingshen hoped that everything could return to its original state because to him, a return to normalcy seed to suggest that the terrible accident hadn’t changed anything.
That was what he considered "healing."
Jing Su chuckled, "Can’t I be lazy if I want to? After working so diligently and toiling for so many years... it’s actually quite tiring. I’ve quite enjoyed my recent downti, to be honest; even my sleep has improved."
But Bo Jingshen was adamant, "You still need to fully recover and get back to the original pace of life and work. Only after you’re sure that you dislike and don’t want to continue with the original routine, can we talk."
Bo Jingshen’s words made sense. Sotis people make pessimistic decisions out of a desire to escape and a negative mindset under certain circumstances.
Bo Jingshen did not want Jing Su to make such a decision.
Jing Su seemingly understood his concerns and smiled, nodding, "Alright then, I’ll listen to you."
However, right now, he really wasn’t very interested in matters concerning company business. So, he turned his head and started talking to Jing Qiao about her planned surgery and the dance studio.
"I went to see it, and it’s really nice—not just my dance studio, but my sister-in-law’s entire shop including the gallery, piano room, little art studio, and all the other workspaces."
"That’s really good to hear," Jing Su felt much relieved, "If only I had known, I would’ve opened a dance studio for you much earlier. Back then, I always felt like your heart wasn’t in it."
A pessimist tends to think like that—believing that an undesired outco is likely, they’d rather not even try.
In this regard, Su Lu has always been incredibly optimistic.
She always felt that even if there was a chance of failure, you had to try first to know, whether in love or anything else.
People like her easily made pessimistic individuals like Jing Qiao, Jing Su, or even Bo Jingshen feel as if she were as warm as the sun, wanting to draw near.
Jing Qiao smiled, "Yeah, I also felt I couldn’t get past it, but when sister-in-law really fixed up the dance studio, really brought Xiao Le over to ask to teach dancing, really dragged to get dical treatnt and recuperation, it seed... not so difficult. Sister-in-law also makes sense when she says that sotis, what a person lacks is just taking that one step. Once it’s taken, you feel like you can do anything."
"Yeah, she’s not like the people in our family," Jing Su laughed, "Your little brother has struck gold."
"Are you praising my mom?" Zhao Xiaole caught wind of Jing Su and Jing Qiao’s conversation. Although he had always been very sensible in knowing that children shouldn’t interrupt adults, hearing them seemingly praising Su Xiaolu, Zhao Xiaole couldn’t help but speak up.
"Yes, we are praising her," Jing Qiao said with a smile.
Zhao Xiaole’s eyes curved like crescents, and he said cheerfully, "She’s really great, please praise her more."
Jing Qiao smiled and reached out to pinch Zhao Xiaole’s cheek.
Then he turned his head to Jing Su and said, "So big brother, why not give it a try? Maybe once you take that step, you’ll realize it’s not that difficult after all."
Jing Su didn’t say anything upon hearing this, just quietly smiled.
After dinner, everyone headed back to their hos. Jing Ruo was initially worried about Jing Su, but Jing Qiao told her that the person Song Boyuan had hired was absolutely trustworthy, and Jing Su would definitely receive excellent care.
And these past few days, the care Jing Su received from Yang Accompanying was witnessed by everyone, so naturally, they were reassured.
Soon, the Mid-Autumn Festival arrived.
Su Lu, sticking to the original plan, decided to go with Bo Jingshen to get their marriage certificate today.
But when she woke up and saw Zhao Xiaole at ho because the kindergarten was on vacation, Su Lu’s mind went blank for a mont, then her eyes suddenly widened, and she was utterly stunned.
"Oh no, I... I forgot, the civil affairs bureau is closed for the Mid-Autumn festival!" Su Lu was completely spartan inside. She had wanted to add a touch of romance, choosing the Mid-Autumn festival when the moon was full and families reunited, to get the license with the person she loved.
What a ss it turned out to be!
Bo Jingshen ca out of the kitchen holding a plate of freshly stead shumai, "Co and sit."
Su Lu was dejected, her entire mood had plumted into deep gloom first thing in the morning because of what happened.
But it seed like Bo Jingshen wasn’t in a hurry at all, leisurely enjoying his breakfast.
Su Lu stared at him, "You can still eat breakfast." She concluded simply, "You really don’t love anymore."
"...Pfft, cough cough cough!" Bo Jingshen choked, covering his mouth and coughing.
Su Lu handed him a cup of water, saying with a hint of lancholy, "See, I hit the nail on the head, feeling guilty now, aren’t you?"
This was probably sothing many won do, being willfully unreasonable in a relationship, ultimately because they’re too assured by the person who dotes on them.
Su Lu wanted to try it too, so she didn’t hesitate to throw out these phrases, "You really don’t love anymore," "See, you’re feeling guilty."
It had to be said, it was quite effective.
Bo Jingshen pulled out so tissue to wipe his mouth, cleared his throat, and said, "Are you just throwing this out there, or do you want to coax you? If it’s coaxing, should I go by the book, or should I start with an apology?"
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