Seize His Little Wife

Christine White rushed out of Baird Lane’s arms, and the family craned their heads to look backward.

Only Hugh Dong stood there in a suit with a dark face, staring at them grimly.

“Hugh Dong, are you in a bad mood?” Christine White asked with a crooked head.

Hugh Dong walked over and came to a stop in front of the trio, “You’ll have to ask your husband about that.”

“Ask Baird?” asked Christine White, raising her eyebrows and looking up at Baird Lane beside her.

Baird Lane plays with Bo’s hand with downcast eyes, pretending not to know anything.

Christine White cried and laughed, so she had to pull her gaze back and put it back on Hugh Dong, “Well, just tell me straight, what the hell did he do to you?”

“He suddenly stepped down as president and then left the group to me, causing me to be busy all day today, and I’m only back now, and I’ll have to continue to be busy later.” Hugh Dong glared angrily at Baird Lane.

Baird Lane raised his eyes and gave him a faint look, “I’m doing this for your own good, didn’t you say two days ago that you were bored staying at home, I’m finding things for you to do, now you won’t have time to be bored.”

“You …” Hugh Dong was furious.

Christine White covered her lips and smiled, “Well, don’t worry Hugh Dong, it won’t keep you busy for long, just a month, we’ll be back in a month.”

“Really?” Hugh Dong’s eyes lit up.

Christine White hmmmed, “Really.”

“Alright then, when are you guys leaving?” Hugh Dong tugged at his tie and asked again.

Christine White spread her hands, “I don’t know yet, I can’t get anyone to help run my company right now.”

“Look for Bess Camp.” Hugh Dong said.

He and Baird Lane are really living up to their brotherhood, they all want the same thing.

Christine White pointed to Baird Lane, “That’s what your brother said, so I’m trying to get to my brother too, and don’t I need your help with that too?”

“Me?” Hugh Dong was puzzled, “What can I do to help?”

Baird Lane also looked at Christine White.

Christine White smiled mysteriously, then leaned over Hugh Dong’s ear and was about to say something to him.

But before she could even open her mouth, she was pulled back by Baird Lane, “Just talk, what’s the point of getting so close, I’m your husband, and Bao is your son, and you can’t listen?”

Christine White was so angry and funny.

She’s married to him, and Hugh Dong is his brother.

He’s still jealous.

“Okay, I won’t come so close okay.” Christine White rushed to coax this jealous man.

Hugh Dong stood on the side, watching the couple’s loving present, his eyes could not help but darken.

Soon, however, he collected this darkness, restored his naturalness, and drummed up a look of impatience, saying, “All right ah you two, what exactly are you going to say.”

“Oh sorry sorry.” Christine White turned around and first smiled embarrassedly, then this time she said, “Your brother and I are going to take the opportunity to get my brother drunk, so that way, my brother will have to agree to help me manage the company even if he doesn’t agree, so when the time comes, you’ll help toast my brother with a drink too.”

“Hiss …” Hugh Dong huffed back a breath of cool air, then hurriedly took two steps back, warding off evil spirits to avoid Baird Lane and Christine White, “You guys are too ruthless to come up with such tricks.”

He felt like he should be thanking Baird Lane right now for not using it against him.

Otherwise, not to mention agreeing to manage the group, it is expected that his whole family will be involved.

“Tough?” Christine White looked back at Baird Lane, “That’s what your brother wanted.”

The corner of Hugh Dong’s mouth twitched viciously.

That’s why he’s thankful Baird Lane didn’t use it against him.

But Baird Lane is getting sicker and sicker now that he’s thinking of this kind of thing.

“Okay, I know, I’ll help you guys.” Hugh Dong nodded with a leathery smile.

There’s no way around it. A dead friend is a dead friend.

Although he has no grudge against Bess Camp, he is willing to go out of his way in order to let Baird Lane come back to manage the group earlier so that he can relax earlier.

“Well, thank you then.” Christine White patted him on the shoulder.

“All right, let’s go.” Baird Lane spoke.

Christine White nodded, turned, and followed him, leaving Hugh Dong alone where he was, shivering, half out of the couple’s shadow.

Back in the room, Baird Lane puts Bo on the bed while she tells Christine White to call Bess Camp.

Christine White naturally agrees and pulls out her cell phone and dials Bess Camp.

The call was quickly answered and Bess Camp’s voice came through, “Christine, what’s up?”

“Brother, what are you doing?” Christine White asked as she stroked Bao’s head.

Bess Camp was just coming out of the music hall, “Listening to a concert, just finished, getting ready to go back to the hotel.”

“I see, so are you free tonight?” Christine White raised a wicked smile, like a little fox.

Baird Lane saw it and his eyes darkened.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Christine White hadn’t noticed the change in the men and was still on the phone with Bess Camp.

“Free, what can I do for you?” Bess Camp asked gently as she opened the car door.

Christine White’s eyes rolled, “It’s like this, aren’t mom and dad leaving tomorrow so I want to practice for you guys, but mom and dad aren’t supposed to be here so brother, you’re coming alone.”

“So, okay then, I’ll be on time tonight.” Bess Camp, not doubting, nodded her head in agreement.

Christine White gave Baird Lane the OK sign and hung up the phone.

Baird Lane rubbed her head, “Nice, that’s a bonus!”

With that, he lifted her chin and kissed her on the lips.

Bo looked at his mom and dad blankly and blinked.

Christine White was all stunned and pushed him away, “What are you doing?”

“Kiss you.” Baird Lane touched his lips with his thumb and chuckled softly.

Christine White blushed, “The baby’s still here!”

This man, nowadays is more and more no down line, yesterday want her to want all night, let her now are still sore back, now in front of the child are like this, later still have to.

“It’s okay, I just kissed you, I didn’t do anything else to you, and the fact that we’re like this only makes Po realize that we’re in love, right Po?” Baird Lane looked at Po.

Po nodded obediently.

“You see, Bo has recognized my words.” Baird Lane looked to Christine White again, begging for praise written in her eyes.

Christine White rolled her eyes, “Lazy son, let’s go to bed.”

With that, she lifted the quilt and lay down with Little Treasure in her arms.

Baird Lane wanted to go up too, but just then there was a knock on the door of the room.

He just had to go over to the door with a black face.

The door opened and outside stood Aunt Lucy, “Sir, Dr. Norton is here.”

Baird Lane frowned, “There?”

“In your study.” Aunt Lucy smiled back.

Baird Lane nodded, “I know, I’ll be right there.”

“Alright, then I’ll leave first.” Song Yue finished speaking and turned to leave.

Baird Lane turned to the mother and son in the room and said, “You guys get some sleep, I’m going to go meet Dr. Norton, he’s supposed to be delivering the medicine.”

“Fine, go ahead.” Christine White laid her body on its side, her back to him, and waved her head without looking back.

Baird Lane saw this and, after a heartfelt cry of little ungratefulness, walked out of the room.

Soon he came to the study.

Ives Norton was sitting on the couch, fiddling with a small vial of pills in his hand, when he saw him coming he got up, “Baird, what the hell do you need this for, I’m telling you, don’t you dare mess with it.”

“I’m not messing around, this medicine is for Bess Camp.” Baird Lane said as he took the bottle of medicine out of his hand.

Ives Norton staggered, “For Bess Camp, for what?”

“Get him drunk!” Baird Lane pulled out his chair and sat down.

Ives Norton both busied himself by walking across the desk from him, “What are you doing getting him drunk for nothing?”