The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

There is nothing wrong with his words, but his expression is too fierce, and his body carries the killing spirit practiced from the military camp, the words just fell, those young people disappeared.

Bruce grunted, embraced Lindsey back to his seat, habitually raised his hand to look at the table, greeted the others to eat.

Back in the car, Lindsey lazily leaned into his arms, holding back a smile and asking him, “Were you jealous just now?”

Bruce graciously admitted. “Those brats didn’t have eyes, did they? They saw me there and asked for a picture one by one.”

“They’re my fans, so what’s wrong with asking for a picture.” Lindsey was amused by his reasoning. “You can’t ask people not to look at anyone as long as I show up, right?”

“That’s a great offer, I’ll think about it.” Bruce curled his lips and kissed her on the lips unexpectedly.

Cary in the passenger seat spoke up in time, coughed dryly in a not-so-natural way, and said, “I checked Grayson’s profile, and he is indeed looking for a collaborator recently.”

“Then you follow up on this matter, I am interested in the patent in his hand, if necessary, I will discuss the feasibility of this matter with grandpa.” Bruce sat straight back and turned serious for a second. “In addition, you find out how The Costa family has become the richest man in L city in the past few years.”

“It so happens that Carl is in L city on a business trip, give him the job.” Cary did not quite bow his head, and added: “Hector called half an hour ago, saying that Burton has not regained consciousness, the third lady in the hospital fuss.”

Bruce rubbed his brow and said lightly, “Let her make a fuss, the more she makes a fuss, the more Old Mr. Grant will be chilled.”

Cary nodded slightly, his gaze shifted farther out the window, and said nothing more.

Bruce leaned back in his chair and saw Lindsey searching his name on Twitter again, and couldn’t help but make fun of it. “You’re a big star, how come you don’t have this hobby.”

“I was not in the country when I was a big star, so there was no place for me to search if I wanted to.” Lindsey leaned over to him and held her phone up to his eyes, asking smugly. “How’s that for a good shot.”

“It looks good, and it would look even better if there weren’t people next to me who are in the way.” Bruce took a glance and found that it was just in the stadium clubhouse, the boys sent, immediately jealous. “The more you look at it, the more it’s an eyesore.”

“Pfft …” Lindsey laughed out loud with no image, sat straight back and continued to play with her phone searching her name.

Since the launch, the news about Lindsey on Weibo is basically all positive.

Of course, there are also some who say she is bullying and bullying, but no one is targeting Hui Ai anymore, and every message on Hui Ai’s official blog will be instantly retweeted and liked by more than 10, 000.

Lindsey doesn’t really care what the netizens think of him or her, as long as it’s not against Hui Ai, as long as it’s not fake news fabricated out of thin air, they can talk about it however they want.

The car returned to the city in a few minutes, drove around for a while, and then slowly stopped at the entrance of the alley.

Lindsey got out of the car with Bruce’s help, subconsciously gathered her coat, and muttered, “Hurry up and open one in front of our house, it’s hard to find here.”

“Okay.” Bruce answered quickly and looked back at Cary: “Hurry up and open a store that specializes in donkey meat hot pot across or next to the front door.”

Cary smiled, instinctively stumbled, and stiffly agreed.

This kind of thing is obviously imposing, from Bruce’s mouth, as easy as drinking water, I do not know whether his brain structure, once encountered Lindsey does not work.

Grayson and Mr. Raines followed behind, vaguely heard Bruce words, had to re-evaluate the weight of Lindsey in his mind.

Lindsey’s identity has always been open to the public, even if the two do not pay much attention to entertainment news, but also read the news conference that hit the country a few days ago.

You know, nowadays, there are not many people who dare to confront journalists to their faces.

But the response of the National News Management Division is also speed, which is considered to give the media a wake-up call.

These things may seem small, but when you think about it, it’s actually big. A private charity’s press conference, a handful of major departments to come to the scene to endorse, this kind of thing can not be rare.

A short while later, a group of people entered the store, saw that there are not many customers, so they sat down at the window seat and put together a table over.

Bruce greeted everyone to sit down, remembered that there was no yogurt in the store, so tilted his head, embarrassed to pull Cary aside, whispered to him to go to the nearby convenience store to buy back.

Once Cary left, Bruce talked to Grayson and Mr. Raines again, occasionally concerned about Lindsey who had been tweeting.

Cary returned shortly afterwards, just as the food ordered was almost ready, so we all politely raised our chopsticks and started eating.

Bruce doesn’t like to talk about business when he’s eating, and the conditions and environment here are not good, so he’s not interested.

After eating, it was already one o’clock at noon. Bruce attached great importance to the cooperation with Grayson and took the initiative to go to the office with Cary. Lindsey, on the other hand, was escorted by security guards and returned to the old house for a lunch break.

At around three o’clock in the afternoon, Lindsey was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone. “Larissa …”Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

“Why are you still sleeping.” On this end, Larissa exaggeratedly laughed and teased, “Just like a pig.”

“You didn’t call just to spit on me, did you.” Lindsey lazily climbed out of the covers, rubbed her eyes in a daze, and added, “Go ahead, what is it.”

Larissa feigned anger. “Nothing and I can’t ask you out for tea or something.”

“Yes, tell me the address and I’ll be right over.” Lindsey’s stomach instantly felt hungry when she heard about the tea. “It better be something with snacks, I’m starving.”

Larissa teased her a few times, gave her the address, and urged her to speed up a bit, and then pleasantly hung up the phone.

Lindsey looked at the time and figured Bruce couldn’t be back that soon, but called him back to confirm, before getting out of bed and changing into her regular clothes for the night out.

The tea place was far from home, and by the time Lindsey arrived Larissa had already ordered tea and some snacks.

Lindsey pulled out a chair and sat down, immediately reached out and grabbed a macaron and stuffed it in her mouth, asking her vaguely if she was really going to marry Hector.

Larissa removes the sunglasses from her face with a depressed look on her face. “Of course I’m serious, how am I supposed to play when I have kids. It’s rare that I’m so serious about marrying a man, why do you all doubt me one by one.”

Lindsey had a distrustful look on her face and deliberately joked, “Is it hard to believe that anyone other than me thinks you won’t marry?”

“Karen asked me the same question yesterday.” Larissa collapsed her face and sighed listlessly. “How come I have friends like you guys.”

“We’re just worried you’ll be too impulsive and ruin yourself and others.” Lindsey laughed at her. “What do you mean marry one man, could it be that you want to marry several more.”

Larissa sipped her tea and laughed: “To be honest, I used to wish that I could find a handsome man with a lot of money. Give me a check for a few hundred million and tell me you don’t have to act, just follow me for the rest of your life.”

Lindsey is noncommittal. “And then what, Hector has nothing.”

“Maybe it’s because he has nothing and gives me everything he can that makes him more real and reliable.” Larissa sighed. “He’s really manly.”

Lindsey’s eyes lingered on her face for a second, smiling meaningfully. “In what way?”

Larissa was so embarrassed that she just changed the subject, not even wanting to pay attention to her.

Lindsey didn’t take it personally, and after a while the conversation returned to Hector, asking her solemnly, “If I put Hector in a fund, when are you going to marry him.”

Larissa played with the cup in her hand and was silent for a long time.

She was indeed tired of the showbiz life. When she was not popular, every time she attended an event, she was sour to see stars who were bigger than herself and had their names on the seats.

When she also boiled to red, but found that being a big star is actually not as beautiful as imagined.

Especially in terms of private life, she now can’t even go out shopping with Hector, for fear that someone will say he eats soft food.

But really want her to put down or a bit reluctant, used to the hustle and bustle, once back to the calm, the imbalance of the mind is the most tortured.

When I found out that I was pregnant, I did impulsively want to immediately go to the formalities, the wedding was done, and I spent my life quietly taking care of his food, clothing and living.

But when the choice was presented to her, she was still a bit indecisive.

Lindsey waited patiently for her answer, not in a hurry, and without the intention to explain.

In the silence, a surprised voice came from behind her. “What a coincidence, the two of you also come to tea.”

Lindsey turned around and saw that it was Selena and Randy, so she nodded nonchalantly.

Larissa also looked back, a bashful smile floating between her brows, neither rusty nor warm.

“Don’t mind coming along.” Randy’s gaze rested on Lindsey, his voice low and polite. “It’s rare to meet.”

“Mind.” Lindsey tugged at Larissa with a smile on her brow before she could speak, raising her eyes to meet Randy’s gaze. “If you’re trying to pry someone out of me here, I’m really sorry, we don’t know either.”

Randy tucked his eyebrows, his cold face vaguely flushed with a dark red, and uncomfortably sat down with Selena at a card table not far away.

Karen had been avoiding him lately, not answering her phone and not returning home.

He was too embarrassed to go to Grant Residence to look for someone, in case Karen was not there, it would not be a joke.

Lindsey after seeing him sitting down, can’t help but laugh and lower his voice, quietly gossip with Larissa. “Guess, how many times Karen has gone into hiding?”

“I think it’s a million times.” Larissa laughed meaningfully. “I heard Karen say that she would rather hide than be with this guy.”

“Tsk …,” Lindsey exaggeratedly staggered. “In your opinion, which of your Hector is more like wood than him?”

“What kind of description is that!” Larissa deliberately sank her face, only halfway through the words in her mouth, she was interrupted on the tip of her tongue.

Only to hear a low, mellow man’s voice ringing out behind the two. “Miss Lindsey, we meet again.”