Seize His Little Wife

Baird Lane gave a low chuckle, “Don’t you know what I’m doing?”

Christine White beamed and slapped him, “This is a public place.”

“I know, but people don’t resent it do they?” Baird Lane lifted his chin toward the front, gesturing for her to look.

Christine White looked over and was relieved to see that the people around them really didn’t resent their kissing in public, other than to snicker.

“Anyway, don’t ever do that again.” Christine White turned around, ignoring the man, and continued to look out the window.

The man stood beside her and took her gently into his arms, “That’s not good enough, I’m going to do more and more of this to you in the future.”

“You …”

“Okay.” Christine White was about to say something when Baird Lane held up a finger ground to her lips, “The plane’s taking off.”

At that, Christine White immediately stopped talking and looked at the airplane.

The plane slowly glided out some distance and finally soared into the clouds.

She rested her hand against the glass in front of her, her voice ethereal and long, “That’s how I left the country a few years ago.”

Baird Lane kissed her forehead, “Not again, I’ll never let you go alone again.”

Christine White hmmm’d and took his hand, “I believe you, come on hubby, let’s go back, the baby is waiting.”

“Okay, go home.” Baird Lane half-embraced her and left the airport.

In the days that followed, when Bess Camp had gradually taken control of the company, Christine White was finally able to get away and clear her head.

Just then, too, Baird Lane handed her a travel brochure, “See where you want to go on your honeymoon.”

Christine White took the brochure and flipped through it, finally picking the countries she wanted to visit.

After making her selection, she returned the manual to Baird Lane.

Baird Lane looked away, “Is that all?”

“That’s all I have, what about you, where do you want to go?”

“I’ll go wherever you want.” Baird Lane smiled favorably.

Christine White straightened her back, “No, you have to mark a place you want to go too, you can’t just go along with me, I know you’re spoiling me, but I want to, to accommodate me, but I also want to, I can accommodate you, that’s only fair isn’t it?”

She looked up at him.

Baird Lane’s thin lips twitched and finally his brow became more gentle, “I see, thank you wife.”

“Then mark it quickly.” Christine White handed him the marker.

Baird Lane took it, unscrewed the cap of the pen, and began to mark it.

Christine White was a little puzzled when she saw that he was tagging small countries in remote places, “Why do you want to go to these places.”

“Because these places are backward, go over there and see if there are any business opportunities,” Baird Lane replied, closing his guidebook.

Christine White recently huffed, “You actually want to take your business this far?”

“I want to give our son, a huge business empire.” Baird Lane said as he bowed his head slightly and rested his forehead against hers,

Christine White smiled, “Well, since you, the dad, said so, I, the mommy, will stay with you.”

“Good.” Baird Lane nods.

In the evening, the two had another night of madness.

At noon the next day, Christine White and Baird Lane, escorted by Faubert and others, carried their suitcases in addition to the old mansion.

Baird Lane went to the trunk to put his bags away, and Christine White, holding Bo, said a reluctant goodbye.

Xiaobao was quick, he knew that his mom and dad were going out for a trip and would be back in a little while longer, so although he was reluctant to leave, he didn’t stay.

But he just knows too much, making Christine White even more reluctant to leave him.

“Uncle Fu, Aunt Lucy, little baby is in your hands.” Christine White handed little baby to Aunt Lucy and bowed to the two old men.

The two old men hurriedly helped her up, “Mistress is not saying anything, don’t worry, we will take care of the little young master, and we will give you a video chat every night.”

“Good.” Christine White answered with a smile.

Baird Lane came over in the middle of putting his bags away, “Finished saying goodbye?”

“Done.” Christine White nodded.

Baird Lane looked at Bo, then at Aunt Lucy and Fubar, said goodbye as well, and then put his arm around Christine White and got in the car.

The car gradually moved away until it was out of sight, and Uncle Foo and Aunt Lucy, went back with Bao.

On the way to the airport, Christine White was looking forward to the rest of the tripLand.

This was the first time she, ever, had gone out with him.

How could Baird Lane not, finding it refreshing as well, a smile never failing on his always cool face.

Just as the two were chatting about which tourist attraction to visit first on their first stop, Baird Lane’s cell phone rang.

The one that rang was his personal cell phone, which he hadn’t brought with him since he was out playing and using it for work.

And since he was driving and Christine White didn’t want to shadow him driving because of the phone ringing, she reached into his pocket and took the phone out.

Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, she couldn’t help but be a little puzzled, “Honey, do you recognize this foreign number?”

Christine White brings her cell phone in front of Baird Lane’s eyes.

Baird Lane took the time to look at it and shook his head, “Don’t recognize it, I think it’s a typo.”

“Wrong number?” Christine White raised her eyebrows, “Your number has permission, general strange calls simply can not come in, it should not be a wrong number, it may also be your foreign partner changed the number called, I answered Oh?”

“Pick it up.” Baird Lane hung up the downshift.

With his permission, Christine White answered the phone instantly, “Hello there?”

There was silence on the phone for a few seconds before a female voice rang out and without answering questioned, “Who are you and why are you answering my Baird’s brother’s phone?”

Brother Baird?

Christine White narrowed her eyes at the man beside her.

The man noticed it out of the corner of his eye and looked back at her somewhat inexplicably before returning his eyes to the road in front of him, “What’s wrong?”

“Listen for yourself.” Christine White took down her cell phone and turned on the amplification.

The female voice on the other end of the line was still talking, “Hey, where is everyone, where did they go?”

“I am.” Christine White pursed her red lips.

Baird Lane frowned, “Who is it?”

“You don’t recognize it?” Christine White was surprised.

She had thought that he knew the woman on the other end when she called him Brother Baird.

I didn’t think he’d recognize it, so it seems she misunderstood.

Baird Lane shook his head, “Don’t recognize it.”

Something about the voice sounded familiar though, like I’d heard it somewhere before.

The woman’s voice on the phone rang out again, “That was Brother Baird talking just now, huh?”NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

“Yeah, it’s your Baird brother.” Christine White rolled her eyes, getting tired of the title.

Listening to this woman’s voice, she didn’t sound like a young girl in her early twenties, at least about the same as her, and she actually had a mouthful of Baird’s older brother, shouting so slimy, and didn’t mind being disgusting.

Christine White’s heart was sore and sore, and the consequence was a glare at Baird Lane.

Baird Lane is also a little aggravated.

He didn’t know this woman, why was he glaring at him.

“Great, it’s really Baird various, you’re Baird’s brother’s secretary, aren’t you, you quickly give him the phone, I want to talk to Baird’s brother.” The woman hurriedly urged after she was sure that the person who had just spoken, was indeed Baird Lane.

Christine White adjusted her seat and leaned back, “I’m sorry, but our President Lane is busy at this time and has no time to speak with you, but how about if the young lady can give her name first and I’ll ask for President Lane?”

Baird Lane raised an eyebrow.

She’s really pretending to be his secretary?

“My name is Nana Dodge, I was Baird’s brother’s childhood playmate.” The woman introduced herself.

Playmate?

Christine White squinted again.

How come she hadn’t heard that when he was a kid, he had a female playmate other than Molly Bort?

In that case, he had quite a few little plums when he was a kid.