Mr. Bo, Your Wife is Pregnant!

Chapter 10: How Are You Going to Compensate Me?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

When the sound of the wind grew louder, Su Lu still hadn’t realized that something was wrong.

But as the sky darkened, even she, foolish as she was, knew that the situation was not right.

In a place like a construction site, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to describe it as a scene of flying sand and rocks. It was almost impossible to keep one’s eyes open.

The driver who was supposed to come was still nowhere to be seen. He had not arrived yet. It would be useless if he arrived later when the storm became even stronger.

In such weather, the entire construction site was long empty. Su Lu struggled against the strong wind and walked toward the unfinished main building.

A strong gust of wind carried a large sheet of metal flying across.

“Ah!” Su Lu exclaimed, narrowly avoiding it.

The sand in the wind hurt her body, and there were some small pieces of iron wire that cut her body.

She finally reached the rough building of the main building. Her situation was not much better. The rough building had no roof and no windows at all.

The wind blew through from all directions! It was only marginally better than being outside. Su Lu huddled in a corner and made a phone call.

She didn’t know if it was because of the weather or because she was in the suburbs, but the signal seemed to be not very good.

The project team member’s voice was also intermittent.

“President Su… Find a place to take cover… The driver will be there soon!”

“This weather! Can he still come over?” Su Lu anxiously asked.

But the call abruptly disconnected, and she didn’t know if they heard her words.

In this kind of weather, sitting in a moving metal box like a car would seem even more dangerous than waiting for the driver to arrive.

Su Lu’s mind was filled with images she had seen on the news, trees snapping in half, crashing down onto car roofs.

She couldn’t help but shiver.

“Achoo!” Su Lu sneezed and sniffed. She felt a little cold. She hugged herself tightly and curled up in the corner.

Thinking about her current situation, she couldn’t help but force a bitter smile. “Is this the heavens punishing me for Bo Jingshen?”

Su Lu picked up her phone, suddenly wanting to call Bo Jingshen. However, looking at the screen, she belatedly realized that she still didn’t have Bo Jingshen’s contact information.

Even the news about booking his flight and hotel was sent directly to Jiang Li.

“Sigh.” Su Lu let out a soft sigh. “Forget it.”

Because she had forgotten to charge her phone last night, the battery of her phone had already run out. She did not know when it would run out of battery.

She put her phone away and quietly curled up in the corner.

Outside, the wind howled, and the rain poured relentlessly.

Inside the hotel’s second-floor cafe, there was warmth and tranquility. The floor-to-ceiling windows separated the raging storm outside from the serene atmosphere indoors, as if they were two different worlds.

Sitting in a booth near the window, Bo Jingshen absentmindedly listened to Assistant Qiu speaking.

Assistant Qiu was the temporary assistant arranged for him by Jiang Li in Hai City.

“President Bo, if you don’t have any other instructions, we’ll follow this itinerary.”

Bo Jingshen furrowed his brow, gazing outside at the trees swaying violently in the wind.

He asked, “If the typhoon gets too severe, can the opening ceremony still proceed?”

Assistant Qiu expressed, “Hai City experiences several typhoons every year, but not all of them cause significant disruptions. However, it’s difficult to predict, and there is a possibility of delays. Don’t worry, I will closely monitor the situation and promptly inform you of any changes.”

Bo Jingshen nodded and didn’t say anything else. He picked up his phone and dialed the number.

However, there was no answer when he called Su Lu’s phone.

A sense of unease started to creep in.

Bo Jingshen swiftly dialed Jiang Li’s number, and the call connected promptly.

Jiang Li asked, “Hey, there’s a typhoon in Hai City. Will the technology exhibition still be able to proceed as planned?”

Bo Jingshen responded, “Please provide me with Gu Xin’s contact information.”

Jiang Li detected the concern in his voice and inquired, “What’s wrong? Has something happened?”

Bo Jingshen began to explain, “Su Lu, she…” But before he could finish his sentence, several people entered the cafe through the entrance.

They were the project team members whom they had dined with the previous night. They appeared worn out and weary.

Bo Jingshen instinctively handed his phone to Assistant Qiu and stood up from his seat.

Little Zhang and Little Zhou from the project team wore expressions of worry.

Little Zhang exclaimed, “What should we do now? The driver won’t be able to arrive for quite some time!”

Little Zhou added, “That’s right, he’s currently stuck at a gas station on the way here. It’s impossible to drive in this weather. It’s too dangerous!”

Little Zhang grabbed his hair anxiously and continued, “In that case, what about President Su? If anything happens to President Su, how do we explain it to President Gu?”

Little Zhou suggested, “Perhaps… perhaps we should call President Gu first and inform him about the situation?”

“What situation?”

A deep, chilling male voice suddenly echoed, capturing their attention.

The project team members recognized the voice, and as they turned around, they saw a face with a serious and intense expression.

Little Zhang stammered, “Mr. Bo?”

Bo Jingshen’s voice lowered, exuding seriousness, as he inquired, “You were just discussing something. What situation? Wasn’t Su Lu with you for the project inspection? What happened to her? Where is she?”

The project team members felt that the intimidating aura of the man in front of them made them feel even more pressured than reporting to President Gu directly.

“President Su… President Su, she…” Little Zhou stammered.

“President Su is still at the construction site. The driver stopped halfway and couldn’t pick her up in this weather.” President Su should be trapped at the construction site,” Little Zhang said.

The dark-skinned middle-aged man next to him was the person in charge of the construction site. He looked more composed.

He spoke in a deep voice, “As long as President Su can find a temporary shelter, there shouldn’t be any danger.”

Bo Jingshen coldly stared at him, saying, “Are you sure?”

“What… What?” The previously composed middle-aged man struggled to catch his breath under Bo Jingshen’s intense aura.

Bo Jingshen locked his gaze on him and continued, “Are you sure? Can you guarantee that Su Lu won’t be in danger? She’s a woman stuck at the construction site during a typhoon. Can you be certain she won’t be in danger?”

“I… I…” The manager in charge of the construction site struggled to find words.

Bo Jingshen’s voice turned more forceful, “What if something happens to her? How will you compensate me? How will you compensate me?”

The manager was left speechless, seeing bloodshot veins in the young man’s captivating eyes.

He looked like a trapped beast.

The phone held by Assistant Qiu still had a line connected.

Jiang Li could clearly hear the situation on the other end of the phone, and he was astonished by the turn of events.

Jiang Li exclaimed, “D*mn… What the hell is going on?”

Assistant Qiu replied, “Second Young Master, this…”

Jiang Li quickly regained his composure, “Contact the local rescue team first.”

“Alright.”

“Pass the phone to Bo Jingshen.”

Assistant Qiu promptly handed the phone to Bo Jingshen.

Jiang Li knew that Bo Jingshen was not someone who easily lost control. Even during significant crises in the company, he had never seen Bo Jingshen lose his composure. But now, his emotions were visibly slipping out of control, which made Jiang Li feel uneasy.

“Bo Jingshen, don’t panic. I’ll have Little Qiu get in touch with the local rescue team and rescue her. Everything will be fine.”

“No.” Bo Jingshen’s voice turned low and grave, “I’ll go by myself.”