Chapter 570: Chapter 570
Su Lu and Bo Jingshen’s RV trip wasn’t too much affected by Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan’s early departure.
“I think the reason it wasn’t affected much is that all the food is in our car,” Su Lu said.
Jing Qiao’s slightly embarrassed voice ca through the phone, “It was Song Boyuan’s idea. When he saw that all the food was with you guys, he felt at ease letting the driver go.”
“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” Su Lu clucked, “Truly a domineering CEO indeed.”
“Sister-in-law, stop making fun of .”
“I’m not making fun of you, I’m praising Xiao Song!” Su Lu laughed, “Ah well… No need to say too much, we’re all the sa.”
Su Lu felt embarrassed herself to tease Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan about that night’s events.
She herself had been tornted to the point of crying that night.
“Okay, okay,” Jing Qiao quickly agreed, terrified that Su Lu would tease her about it—if so, she really would die of embarrassnt!
“Let’s talk about sothing else,” Su Lu said.
“What shall we talk about?” Jing Qiao asked.
Su Lu rembered sothing, “Oh right, you’ve been taking your dication properly, haven’t you?”
“I have been,” Jing Qiao sighed as she spoke, “Ah, Song Boyuan sets an alarm every day. He can’t bear even a minute’s delay, always makes sure to heat the dicine on ti and give it to .”
Listening to this, Su Lu started to laugh, “Why do I feel like you’re bragging? Your brother hasn’t heated dicine for .”
Bo Jingshen, who was driving, joined in, “Su Xiaolu, a liar must swallow a thousand needles, touch your heart and say that again.”
Su Lu paused, then corrected herself, “Your brother just hasn’t set an alarm.”
Bo Jingshen: “…”
Jing Qiao couldn’t help but laugh on the other end, and she quickly egged on, “Set it, little brother. Set like ten alarms right away.”
Su Lu curved her lips into a smile, “After finishing these dications, we can go for a follow-up together. The doctor also said that after four treatnt cycles, we need to stop for a while.”
It seed that long-term use of traditional Chinese dicine could still put a certain strain on liver and kidney functions, so it’s essential to take a break after a period of use, giving the body’s organs ti to rest and adapt.
A treatnt cycle lasted a week, so that ant roughly a month of taking Chinese dicine before needing a break.
Jing Qiao had no objections; although she still had so aversion to hospitals, she respected this famous doctor. Apart from being re-employed for regular consultations by the hospital, he also ran his own clinic and would make appointnts on weekends.
His clinic was nothing like a hospital, which Jing Qiao didn’t mind at all.
“Sure. Xiao Song has already booked the appointnt, don’t worry, sister-in-law,” Jing Qiao said.
Su Lu grinned, “It’s okay, just call him young master, I won’t laugh at you.”
Jing Qiao protested, “You’re clearly laughing!”
“Hahaha, alright, I’ll stop laughing,” Su Lu composed herself a bit, “Your brother and I will be back in Beijing soon. We’ll be free to eat…” Su Lu trailed off mid-sentence and changed the subject, “I’ll co over and freeload a al at your place when I have the ti.”
Jing Qiao laughed, “Sure. When the ti cos, invite Ruoruo too. She keeps talking about dieting to maintain her figure, but I think she’s thin enough already.”
Jing Qiao sighed softly, “I’m afraid she’ll starve herself into so illness. Being too thin is not a good thing. Look at us; we still have to take dications.”
“It’s a professional necessity for her, can’t be helped,” Su Lu said. “But indeed, calling her over to your place once in a while to supplent her nutrition sounds like a good plan.”
“I think so too. Let’s settle on that,” Jing Qiao said. “I heard she’s preparing for an audition where the role requires her to keep in shape and even lose weight. She said she’ll co over after she’s done with the audition. She’s already so slim, and she still needs to lose weight; what kind of role is this? It’s simply inhuman.”
Jing Qiao was full of worry for her sister.
After the call with Jing Qiao ended.
Bo Jingshen also frowned, “What’s going on with Jing Ruo? Why does she need to lose more weight? And why is she still auditioning? Hasn’t Song Boyuan invested in her?”
Su Lu sighed and then explained Jing Ruo’s situation to Bo Jingshen.
Bo Jingshen raised an eyebrow, “That Gao Han, he really has so nerve. He took the investnt but is still giving her a hard ti? Letting him reap all the benefits?”
“That’s their professionalism,” Su Lu said. “I can understand that, and besides, Ruoruo has her pride. She wouldn’t back down if you pushed her. I’m just a bit worried that this tough routine will be too much for her health.”
Bo Jingshen thought for a mont, “I’ll send over a couple more personal assistants to take care of her later.”
Life isn’t easy.
For now, that was the best they could do.
Bo Jingshen and Su Lu had other matters to worry about. Not to ntion, he had to continue handling business affairs for Jing Su, but also the preparations for their wedding needed to slowly start as well.
Since he didn’t plan on doing anything half-heartedly, preparations would definitely take ti, so it was all the more reason to start early.
And before all this, the most pressing matter was planning Old Sir Shen’s birthday banquet.
Many in the Shen Family looked down upon Su Lu for having a child out of wedlock, believing that such a person, living roughshod, was no good for the family and couldn’t be presented to society.
Having a child out of wedlock was a shaful and scandalous act. It was a relief that she didn’t bear the Shen na. Otherwise, it would be a stain on the Shen Family’s reputation.
Zhao Ying felt heartache for her daughter and grandson because of this.
So for this birthday banquet of Old Sir Shen, Bo Jingshen was holding a grudge, determined to show off his woman and his son.
Old Sir Shen’s birthday banquet wasn’t held on the actual birthday. On the day itself, only family mbers gathered at ho for a al, and that was when Shen Xun returned to Beijing to celebrate with Old Sir Shen.
The banquet was scheduled later, on an auspicious date specifically chosen for entertaining guests.
Originally, Old Sir Shen’s youngest son thought the Mid-Autumn Festival would be a good day to hold the banquet.
But it was Shen Xun who poured cold water on that idea, suggesting they might as well schedule it for the New Year, as New Year’s Eve was an even better date. If they held it on New Year’s Eve, he wondered who would be willing to give up ti with their families to attend a birthday party?
So they moved the banquet a few days later and settled on a date.
Su Lu had already reserved a water-ink painting at the gallery and had Shen Xun deliver it on Old Sir Shen’s actual birthday.
But for the birthday banquet, she prepared another gift to ensure decency in appearance.
Bo Jingshen, however, didn’t think much of it and planned to go empty-handed.
“If my mother-in-law is having a birthday, I wouldn’t mind starting half a year early to prepare a gift, but for those people from the Shen Family? No matter how much money I have to burn, I wouldn’t want to benefit them.”
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