Seize His Little Wife

“You’ve never offered to kiss me before.” Baird Lane said, pursing his thin lips.

Christine White heard the acidity in his words and blinked, then cried, “I can’t believe you’re jealous with a child.”

Baird Lane looked away, “No.”

Christine White squinted at him, “You still won’t admit it.”

Baird Lane isn’t talking anymore.

“Ma’am, just give mister a kiss to coax him.” Aunt Lucy looked on in amusement.

Christine White shook her head helplessly, stood on her tiptoes and kissed Baird Lane on the cheek, “Happy now?”

Baird Lane rubbed his face, “It was okay.”

“You got it, that’s not good enough, then I can’t do anything about it, but you’re really okay enough to be jealous with your own son, what do you think, right little baby?” Christine White looked at little baby.

Po nodded, “Uh-huh.”

Baird Lane looked at the little one as well and pinched his face, “Well, don’t you dare laugh at your father me now?”

Po simply turned his head and held his ass against him.

Baird Lane’s thin lips twitched.

Christine White covered her lips and laughed outright, “Well, come on.”

“Go.” Aunt Lucy pulled Christine White’s small suitcase from earlier and followed the family out of the airport.

Shortly after returning to the old mansion, Baird Lane was called away by a phone call.

The call was from Hugh Dong.

When Hugh Dong heard that he was back, he called directly and asked him to go to the group for a meeting.

Baird Lane had no choice but to go over.

Christine White didn’t stay long at the old mansion either, taking Bo to her own company as well.

Little Bo is recovering well now, and Dr. Tom said it would be more helpful to take Little Bo outside to walk around and be exposed to the world of people.

So Christine White came out with Bo.

Although Bao was very uncomfortable with the noisy world outside, she had Christine White to protect her, but she also managed to endure her fear and came to the company with her.NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

“Brother!” Christine White walked into her office and called out to the man inside with a grin on her face.

Bess Camp was working on her paperwork and stood up in surprise when she came in with Bo in her arms, “You’re back?”

“Yeah.” Christine White put Bo on the couch and let him play by himself.

Bess Camp pushed up her glasses and asked again, “When did you get back, and you didn’t tell me, I’ll pick you up at the airport.”

“Just got back, no need to pick me up, it’s not like I don’t know my way around.” Christine White walked over to him, came up behind him, and squeezed his shoulder, “Brother, it’s been a pleasure for you during this period of time.”

“And you know I’m lucky, and I don’t see you calling to sympathize with me.” Bess Camp shook her head and laughed softly.

Christine White spat out her tongue, “Oops, I just forgot.”

“Heh, you did forget and play without remembering us.” Bess Camp grumbled.

Christine White smiled, “Oops, I’m not back.”

“Okay, how was the honeymoon?” Bess Camp asked looking at her.

Christine White nodded sweetly, “It wasn’t bad, it was fun.”

“That’s good, when are you coming back to work?” Bess Camp tapped the pile of papers on her desk.

Christine White spread her hands, “Tomorrow.”

“Very well, then I’ll return the day after tomorrow.” Bess Camp stretched.

“Not staying longer?” Christine White looked at him.

Bess Camp shook her head, “No, if you weren’t going on your honeymoon, I would have left long ago, and if I don’t go back on the foreign side, I might not even be able to make time for New Year’s.”

“Also.” Christine White hmmmed and didn’t say anything else.

In the time that followed, Bess Camp handed off work to her and didn’t stop until Baird Lane came to pick it up at the end of the afternoon.

“Brother, let’s go to dinner together tonight.” Christine White suddenly proposed.

“Dinner?” Bess Camp looked at her.

Baird Lane chimed in, “Why are you suddenly thinking about dinner.”

“Brother is leaving the day after tomorrow, how about practicing for him and calling Ives and Hugh Dong to join us?” Christine White took Baird Lane’s hand.

Baird Lane makes no sense, “Whatever.”

“Then it’s a deal!” Christine White laughed and clapped her hands.

Bess Camp raised an eyebrow, “Christine, you haven’t asked what I mean?”

“You wouldn’t have to ask, we’re the ones practicing for you, that would still require your consent.” Christine White said with a blank look at him.

The corner of Bess Camp’s mouth twitched, and she went with her.

Toward the end of the night, a few people came to the restaurant to practice for Bess Camp.

Suddenly, Baird Lane’s cell phone rang.

He pulled it out and looked at it, then stood up, “I’m going to take a call, you guys eat first.”

“Who’s calling?” Christine White asked, looking up.

“From a foreign client.” Baird Lane walked out of the box after holding the phone out to her for a quick glance.

Bess Camp joked, “He’s getting more and more wifely now.”

Christine White covered her lips and smiled, “Which is not.”

Ives Norton and Hugh Dong’s eyes dimmed for a moment as they watched her look happy.

But soon, it was back to normal.

It was hard to watch her marry someone else though.

But seeing that she could be happy was something they could live with.

Baird Lane walks out of the box and comes to a stop at the end of the hallway.

There are observation decks where you can sit and relax and watch the night view.

Baird Lane then sat down on the couch and picked up his cell phone to answer the call.

The call was about a collaborative project, so it was a bit long, almost half an hour or so before it ended.

After the call, Baird Lane put away his phone and got up, ready to go back when a footstep came, followed by a surprised female voice, “Sir it’s you!”

“Hmm?” Baird Lane looked back.

Only to see a gentle-looking woman standing across the room, looking at him with a face of excitement and joy.

Baird Lane frowned slightly, “Who are you?”

The woman’s smile froze, “You don’t remember me?”

Baird Lane thinned his lips, “Why should I remember you?”

The woman’s eyes were bleak, loss written all over her face, “Sir, we met not long ago, ah, when I was being chased in a foreign restaurant, you were the one who helped me.”

At that, Baird Lane’s eyes flashed as if he remembered something and his chin lifted slightly, “It’s you.”

“Sir, you remember?” Cici Jagu’s expression turned back to surprise.

Baird Lane pursed his thin lips, “What do you want?”

“Nothing, just a little surprised to see you here sir.” Cici Jagu said as she clasped her hands together.

She listens to her best friend Nana Dodge back home in order to find him.

I didn’t expect that just two days after returning to China, I really found him, and so coincidentally, in the same city, was it fate between them?

Thinking about it, Cici Jagu’s heart beat faster and her whole body was excited.

She said she would pursue him as soon as she came back and found him.

Now that she had found him, she was going to do it.

“Sir …” Cici Jagu opened her mouth and was about to say something.

One of the waitresses from the restaurant came over and stopped in front of Baird Lane, “Mr. Lane, Miss Camp and the others sent me to find you and ask what’s taking you so long to get back.”

“I know, I’ll be right there.” Baird Lane nodded slightly, and when he finished, he turned around and walked towards the front without even giving Cici Jagu a look.

Cici Jagu reaches out and tries to call him on it.

But eventually, I put my hand down and did just that.

It wasn’t like she didn’t get something out of it though, she had just heard the waitress say that his last name was Lu, which made it so she didn’t know nothing about him anymore.

But who is that Ms. Camp? And what’s her relationship to him?

For a moment, Cici Jagu had a bit of a sour feeling in her heart, and a great sense of crisis about that Miss Camp that the waitress was talking about.

“Hey Cici , what are you doing here?” Suddenly, a hand tapped on Cici Jagu’s shoulder, startling her.