The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

Bruce also frowned and reached out to pull Lindsey into his arms, his gaze sinking to Randy, “What a coincidence, Randy’s here for shabu shabu too.”

Randy was noncommittal, nodding lightly in response, his eyes falling on Lindsey once more. “Are you alright.”

“It’s okay, I wasn’t paying attention.” Lindsey smiled and reached out to take Bruce’s arm, continuing inside.

Randy avoided it slightly, an unusually complex look welling up in his dark eyes.

Legend had it that Lindsey was a villain and domineering. But the few times he had seen her, he had never felt this way. Both her looks and her temperament were several times better than those of the half-hearted girls of the world.

His grandfather had even praised her, smiling at the mention of her, and regretted it all at the same time.

Shaking his head, he couldn’t understand why his cousin Selena hated Lindsey so much when she spoke of her.

On second thought, he thought that Lindsey might not be as good as she appeared to be if she could get The Palvin family to break off their engagement at a time when the marriage between the Gu and Su families was already a done deal.

Raising an eyebrow, he turned his head and got into his jeep with military A plates and instructed the driver to drive.

In the small courtyard, which was closed to the public, Bruce’s brow furrowed as he wondered how Randy could be back in Beijing at this time.

He rubbed his brow in annoyance as he remembered Aurora’s visit to him, and looked up at Cary. “How’s Light and Shadow doing now.”

“The shareholders are making a fuss about withdrawing their capital, the stock has shrunk badly, and all the approvals for film and TV dramas that were set up have all been knocked back.” Cary looked pitying. “I don’t know, if it will last through the end of this year.”

“It’s good to teach her a lesson, even though Old Mr. Grant doesn’t ask questions, it’s never good to get too uptight.” Bruce narrowed his brows. “Just about.”

“I’ve got it covered.” Cary smiled lightly.

Hector arrived just in time, and when the food was ready, everyone started to eat.

Lindsey was sweating and gagging on the fact that the compressed biscuits she had eaten in the desert were unpalatable.

Bruce was so angry and amused that he couldn’t help but choke her. “And I don’t know who it was that had to go to the Northwest.”

“Well, it’s my fault.” Lindsey smiled and bowed her head, taking another piece of lamb into her mouth.

Bruce watched her wolf down the meat, the expression on his face instantly replaced by one of doting. “Eat slowly, if you don’t know, you’ll think I’m mistreating you.”

“You’re the best.” Lindsey lifted a hand and patted the back of his hand. “No one will say anything about you.”

Bruce was speechless and had to let her be.

After eating and chatting for a few moments, Cary and Carl left first, followed by Hector on the pretext that he had some business to attend to.

Lindsey teased Bruce, knowing that they didn’t want to be a light bulb, “Your acid breath is driving people away.”

“I’m not, you can’t just accuse good people of that.” Bruce pretended to be angry and took her in his arms, resting his chin on the back of her neck and smiling meaningfully as he walked away.” Isn’t it time we went home and tried to have kids.”

“Who’s going to give you children, did I say that, did I say that.” Lin Daiyu blushed and pushed him.” Are you tired of thinking about having children all day.”

“Why would I be tired? It’s been half a month since we entered the desert.” Bruce wouldn’t relent. “It has to be tonight.”

Lindsey couldn’t talk him out of it, and seeing as it was still early, she changed the subject. “Then you can go shopping with me before we go back.”

Gu Xu replied very quickly. “No problem.”

After exiting Shabu Shabu, Bruce spoke to the driver and the guard, and took Lindsey’s hand and strolled casually down the street.

It had been years since we had last been shopping in Cloud Mountain.

As the colourful neon lights streaked down the street, the two of them clasped their fingers together, stepping over the overpass and making their way forward.

“It’s just a little further to the World Trade Center. Do you remember the first gift I gave you?” Bruce looked up into the distance and laughed softly out loud. “And that time you hit someone.”

“I didn’t hit anyone.” Lindsey retorted unhappily. “It was clearly someone who didn’t open their eyes to mess with me.”

“Okay, you’re right.” Bruce reached for her shoulder and suddenly lowered his head to kiss her.

Lindsey blushed as people came and went around her, some curious ones stopping to watch, the noise growing louder.

Bruce kissed her contentedly for a while, then removed his lips, grabbed her hand and ran forwards in a desperate manner.

Lindsey was confused by his actions and could only run after him as fast as she could. It was a good thing she hadn’t worn high heels before leaving home, otherwise he would have killed someone.

After running a good distance, Bruce stopped, his breath unruffled as he teased her. “Such slow reflexes, poor comment.”

“I’m still slow, can you be reasonable.” Lindsey breathed heavily and simply sat on her butt on the curb. “I can’t walk anymore, you carry me.”

“Okay!” Bruce responded cheerfully, slowly squatting down in front of her. “Come on.”

Lindsey raised an eyebrow and leapt onto his back.

Bruce was unsteady on his feet and flinched forward as she rushed forward, nearly falling out and wincing in anxiety.

“Not at all.” Lindsey leaned over his broad back and squeezed his ear with glee. “Come on.”

“Okay, I’ll go I’ll go.” Bruce laughed and quickened his pace, running again right after him.

Lindsey was so intimidated by him that she had to wrap her arms around his neck, giggling out loud the whole way.

When he got tired of running, Lindsey didn’t come down, slouching like a sloth on his back, lazily saying. “Bruce, there’s a pretty girl up ahead looking at you.”

Bruce didn’t look away, showing his determination with his actions. “I’m not looking at her.”

Lindsey laughed. “Bruce, there’s a pretty girl taking pictures of you.”

“It’s okay, I’m carrying my daughter-in-law.” Bruce laughed too.

“Bruce, look there are men glancing at you.” Lindsey was undeterred. “Looking at you like you’re a hungry wolf.”

“You’re the only one I’m interested in.” Bruce frowned. “Men die on one side.”

Lindsey thought for a moment and sprang up suddenly. “Bruce, will you marry me.”

Bruce didn’t hear it and came without thinking. “No.”

By the time he reacted, Lindsey was already sharply off his back, twisting her head back.

“I’ll marry you, right now …” Bruce was so anxious that he immediately chased after her. “I’m not missing the point.”

“It’s an instinctive human reaction that shows that in your heart of hearts, you don’t actually want to marry me.” Lindsey was still angry that she had asked that question casually, but who would have thought that his answer would not be what she wanted to hear?

Bruce was so anxious that he was about to kneel down to her. “If I get angry again, I’m going to have to use force to settle the dispute.”

Lindsey tilted her head slightly to look at him and suddenly couldn’t help but smile away. “You can try.”

With those words he turned his head and ran, leaving a dumbfounded Bruce behind and heading specifically for the crowd.

Bruce realised he’d been tricked, reacted and spun on his heels to chase her, but before he could catch up, he heard her harsh voice ring out. “Everyone, spread out!”

Bruce’s face was astonished as he watched Lindsey being held hostage from a few steps away.

He stared dead in the eyes of the assailant, his hands hanging by his legs slowly, slowly, clenching into fists.

There were screams and cries all around, and the crowd scattered and fled.

Lindsey had calmed down by now and tried to struggle a little, and was relieved to find that her captor was not a killer and had no practice.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

However, in an attempt to spur Bruce on, she managed to squeeze out a tear and shouted at the top of her lungs. “Bruce, help me …”

Bruce heard her shout and instantly understood, and then looked at the thug with a little more than a meaningful smile in his eyes.

The mugger, oblivious to the fact that he heard Lindsey cry out, whirled around with a knife and pointed it at Bruce, demanding that he prepare a million dollars in cash immediately.

“Brother, you’re asking for a million dollars for a random person on the street, you think it’s a good business.” Lindsey frowned unhappily. “Go ahead, why do you want to hijack me.”

“And what’s it going to take!” The thug growled viciously and again waved his knife at Bruce. “Prepare a hundred thousand in cash now.”

Bruce’s eyes flashed and he spread his hands helplessly. “I don’t even have a dime on me, what am I going to do.”

Lindsey held back her laughter, noticing the growing crowd of onlookers, and suddenly remembered the killer she had met in the W. She immediately put away her playfulness and struck out suddenly.

Before the thug could understand what was happening, the knife in his hand fell into Bruce’s, the tip of which was now pressed against his own windpipe.

Lindsey clapped her hands together and slowly reached out with two fingers, squeezing the knife slightly inwards and smiling sweetly away. “Go ahead, why did you hijack me.”

“Don’t kill me …,” the thug shivered in fear as his legs went straight up and he turned his head towards the onlookers and shouted. “Call the police, someone’s going to kill someone!”

The super loud voice shook the eardrums.

Bruce swung his hand knife in annoyance and slashed at the back of his neck.

The guard and Hector appeared just in time and Bruce threw Hector a stern look. Suddenly taking Lindsey’s hand, he quickly pushed his way out of the crowd, boarded a parked car and was gone in an instant.

About five metres outside the crowd, Randy rubbed his chin thoughtfully and thought, “That’s interesting.

To be able to take someone down with a smile while being hijacked, that kind of calmness and tact is not unlike that of a junior special forces soldier in the army.

It was no wonder Bruce had recovered from his injuries in such a dire situation, Lindsey was a treasure.

Back in his car, Randy thought about it and took the initiative to call Selena.

The Grant family’s old house, off the beaten track.

As soon as Lindsey arrived home, she was cuddled up on her laptop, leaning comfortably on the sofa and surfing the internet.

Bruce sat by, massaging her legs as he asked her when she was going to rest.

“I’m distracted.” Lindsey deliberately ignored him. “You could have saved me then, so why didn’t you do it.”

Bruce looked up at her, three black lines instantly hanging on his forehead. “I thought you were having fun.”

“Seems like it too.” Lindsey moved away from the penlight and tilted her head to lean into his arms, smirking. “I’m tired, carry me to rest.”

Bruce sniffed, instantly delighted, and got up to carry her back to the bedroom …

The next day, Lindsey slept until almost noon before waking up, remembering that she had to go see Professor Lee and scrambling to get up.

When she finished washing up, she didn’t see Bruce in the living room, so she grabbed an apple and went out to eat it.

When she got out of the courtyard, Hector appeared from nowhere and said indifferently, “Young lady, Bruce has gone to the Royal Garden and said that Professor Lee is here, so you’ll have to wait until this afternoon to see him.”

“All right, I’ll go and see Larissa,” Lindsey paused in her steps, wanting to see Charlotte, but changing her mind when she considered that she might be at the Royal Garden too.