Song Boyuan had booked several paintings for the exhibition when they were delivered, and Su Lu actually felt somewhat embarrassed.
It wasn't that she was in dire need of the money, but rather... Su Lu felt that Song Boyuan was probably arranged by Bo Jingshen and Bo Jingshen's son.
In comparison, although Song Boyuan was someone they called a madman, his heart was extremely pure when it came to matters related to Jing Qiao.
As long as it was related to Jing Qiao, as long as it might make her happy, Song Boyuan didn't mind trying it out, except for leaving and separating from her, which he couldn't do.
"President Song has gone to a lot of expense," Su Lu said with some shame, feeling very much as if 'my child has caused you trouble.'
"Su..." Song Boyuan uttered a hollow syllable before stopping, the address that was about to slip out took a turn in his mouth, and when it came out it had become, "You're too polite, sister-in-law."
