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    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 came 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-inw, stop making fun of me.”

    “I’m not making fun of you, I’m praising Xiao Song!” Su Luughed, “Ah well… No need to say too much, we’re all the same.”

    Su Lu felt embarrassed herself to tease Jing Qiao and Song Boyuan about that night’s events.

    She herself had been tormented 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 embarrassment!

    “Let’s talk about something else,” Su Lu said.

    “What shall we talk about?” Jing Qiao asked.

    Su Lu remembered something, “Oh right, you’ve been taking your medication properly, haven’t you?”

    “I have been,” Jing Qiao sighed as she spoke, “Ah, Song Boyuan sets an rm every day. He can’t bear even a minute’s dy, always makes sure to heat the medicine on time and give it to me.”

    Listening to this, Su Lu started tough, “Why do I feel like you’re bragging? Your brother hasn’t heated medicine for me.”

    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 rm.”

    Bo Jingshen: “…”

    Jing Qiao couldn’t help butugh on the other end, and she quickly egged on, “Set it, little brother. Set like ten rms right away.”

    Su Lu curved her lips into a smile, “After finishing these medications, we can go for a follow-up together. The doctor also said that after four treatment cycles, we need to stop for a while.”

    It seemed that long-term use of traditional Chinese medicine 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 time to rest and adapt.

    A treatment cyclested a week, so that meant roughly a month of taking Chinese medicine before needing a break.

    Jing Qiao had no objections; although she still had some aversion to hospitals, she respected this famous doctor. Apart from being re-employed for regr consultations by the hospital, he also ran his own clinic and would make appointments on weekends.

    His clinic was nothing like a hospital, which Jing Qiao didn’t mind at all.

    “Sure. Xiao Song has already booked the appointment, don’t worry, sister-inw,” Jing Qiao said.

    Su Lu grinned, “It’s okay, just call him young master, I won’tugh at you.”

    Jing Qiao protested, “You’re clearlyughing!”

    “Hahaha, alright, I’ll stopughing,” Su Luposed 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’lle over and freeload a meal at your ce when I have the time.”

    Jing Qiaoughed, “Sure. When the timees, 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 some illness. Being too thin is not a good thing. Look at us; we still have to take medications.”

    “It’s a professional necessity for her, can’t be helped,” Su Lu said. “But indeed, calling her over to your ce once in a while to supplement her nutrition sounds like a good n.”

    “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’lle 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 exined Jing Ruo’s situation to Bo Jingshen.

    Bo Jingshen raised an eyebrow, “That Gao Han, he really has some nerve. He took the investment but is still giving her a hard time? 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 moment, “I’ll send over a couple more personal assistants to take care of herter.”

    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 mention, 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 n on doing anything half-heartedly, preparations would definitely take time, so it was all the more reason to start early.

    And before all this, the most pressing matter was nning 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 shameful and scandalous act. It was a relief that she didn’t bear the Shen name. 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 members gathered at home for a meal, and that was when Shen Xun returned to Beijing to celebrate with Old Sir Shen.

    The banquet was scheduledter, 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 time with their families to attend a birthday party?

    So they moved the banquet a few dayster 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 nned to go empty-handed.

    “If my mother-inw 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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