The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

The three people were all stunned, and then burst out laughing.

After dinner, Lindsey received a call from Edward and learned that his auction house was having an event, so she said goodbye to Old Mr. Grant and got in the car early to go back downtown.

The auction house was right downtown, and the event had already started when Lindsey arrived.

She found Larissa and sat with her in a less conspicuous position to one side, quietly inquiring about the details of the event.

“I heard it’s a professor from the Royal Academy of Art in Y. He’s brought a few nice paintings and some jewelry he wants to sell.” Larissa lowered her voice, looked her dress up and down and laughed, “You’re dressed like this, aren’t you afraid people will think you’re a cleaning lady.”

Lindsey glanced down at the orange coat she was wearing and spread her hands breathlessly. “Bruce picked it out, he thought it looked good on me.”

“That’s really … good taste,” Larissa joked, narrowing her eyes, “A proper straight man’s eye.”

Lindsey gave her a blank look, took a sip of milk from the coffee table and asked her who was attending tonight.

Larissa pointed to the guest table and said, “There are a few collectors from abroad, as well as Miss Aurora and others, and there are also many people from the entertainment industry.”

“It’s not a small scale.” Lindsey followed her fingertips and looked around, inadvertently saw Clyde among them, and her eyebrows subconsciously knitted.

After sitting for a while, tiredness came up, just as Larissa also did not want to stay long, so the two quietly slipped out and got into the car to return to the old house.

On the way, Lindsey remembered Old Mr. Gregor instructions, deliberately sold a shuttle, said with a smile: “You were curious why you could not attend my wedding, Saturday you will take you to see.”

“To The Grant family?” Larissa looked at her in surprise. “That’s not necessary, I’m just saying.”

Lindsey pulled out the blank invitation given by Old Mr. Gregor and flicked it up. “Of course not, it’s The Gregor family.”

“You want me to accompany Karen there, don’t you?” Larissa burst out laughing at once. “I think she’s been anticlimactic for the past two days.”

“How so.” Lindsey put away the invitation and mysteriously lowered her voice. “She’s not pestering you to ask about making love, is she.”

Larissa made her face flush with embarrassment, darted a glance at Hector in the passenger seat, and pouted, “Impertinent, how could I be that kind of person. She was asking me where to start if I wanted to chase a guy.”

Lindsey laughed back, her voice lowering a few more notches. “You should tell her to just sleep with nothing.”

“Rascal …” Larissa moves to shake her arm in an exaggerated manner and turns to laugh.

Lindsey also laughs, index finger very rhythmically flicked on the invitation a few times.

The time always flies on a quiet day, and on Friday, Lindsey had the guard drive to the military school as soon as she got off work to wait for Bruce to get out of school.

She arrived a little early, waited outside the school gates for a while, saw that it was raining outside, immediately got out of the car with her umbrella, checked in with the gatekeeper, and strolled into the campus.

It was Lindsey’s first time at the military academy and she couldn’t help but look around as she was curious.

She wore a long military green trench coat with khaki slim pants underneath and a pair of dark brown flat shallow shoes on her feet, walking in a crowd full of uniforms, which was particularly eye-catching.

On the road, there were people who looked at her curiously, their eyes full of amazement.

Lindsey was oblivious to this and easily found her way outside the classroom, following Bruce’s directions on the phone.

She didn’t notice that Randy was standing not far away, looking at her with a complicated gaze.

When she realized it, Randy had already reached her and spoke calmly, “What a coincidence.”

“Yeah, I’m here to pick up Bruce.” Lindsey smiled at him, and then stopped talking.

Randy wanted to say something, but he looked at the tip of her small nose from above, and his mind unconsciously flashed to Karen’s face.

Lindsey saw that he had no intention to leave, so she had to take the initiative to break the silence. “Old Mr. Gregor said it’s your birthday tomorrow and he wants us all to go.”

“Welcome.” Randy said without meaning to, his eyes falling back to her face, this time with only her in the bottom of his eyes. “But I have to train tomorrow, and I may not have my birthday.”

“Doesn’t matter, I wasn’t planning on going anyway.” Lindsey lifted the corners of her lips and saw Bruce coming out of class from a distance and whirled around to meet him with a brisk step. “Bruce.”

Bruce heard her voice and ran over excitedly, hugging her. “Why did you suddenly want to pick me up.”

He smiled and nodded at Randy, who was standing at the entrance of the stairs.

Lindsey saw Warren following behind her, and her cheeks instantly burned red as she pushed him away. “Let go of me first, many people are watching.”

“Hold your own daughter-in-law, who wants to watch who watches.” Bruce domineeringly tightened his grip, embraced her and waved at Warren, striding out the door.

It was still raining and Lindsey opened her umbrella and handed it over, “Hold it up for me.”

“No problem.” Bruce reached out and took the umbrella, then squatted down in front of her, smiling openly with bravado. “Come on up, I’ll carry you out.”

Lindsey just wanted to say no, but noticed that many people were watching them, forehead instantly hanging three black lines, and quickly climb on his back. “You’re not afraid that people will say you’re a strict wife control”

“What are you afraid of? People are envious of me.” Bruce picked her up with one hand and held the umbrella with the other, smiling smugly, “The gossip must still be single.”

Lindsey instantly lost her smile at his words and clung to his neck with both hands, rambling and complaining.

On the long corridor outside the classroom, Randy watched the two of them with their backs as if they were like glue, and lowered his eyes sadly, feeling an indescribable loss in his heart.

As the rain got heavier, Lindsey and Bruce returned to the car and went to the old house to change clothes before leaving for Nine Lakes Mountain.

Since Bruce came over for training, Old Mr. Grant did not look for Lindsey to play chess for a long time, and even Lily rarely called back.

And the parrot, probably because Warren’s level was so bad, it was not even interested in spitting.

As the weather became dry and cold after winter, Old Mr. Grant no longer went outside to play chess.

After dinner, Bruce dragged Old Mr. Grant to his study to talk about something.

Lindsey accompanied Warren in the living room to chat and turn on the TV to watch the news.

It was almost eight o’clock when Bruce and Old Mr. Grant came downstairs together, one with a gloomy face, the other with a happy face.

Lindsey called out to Old Mr. Grant in a soft voice, which drew a scolding and an order to come back every day except weekends.

Turning her head to look at Bruce, she found him with an ‘I don’t know’ look, and her mind was clouded with suspicion.

Coming out of the courtyard, Lindsey grabbed his arm and whispered, “Come on, did you say something to Grandpa.”

Bruce leaned over and kissed her quickly on the cheek, a light smile on his lips. “I told him that Aunt San almost killed his great-grandson.”

“Nonsense, how can you go and tell on him like that.” Lindsey’s heart was actually very flattered, but her mouth meant something else. “How disappointed grandpa must be.”

“Disappointment is disappointment, no one can bully you anyway, not even the third aunt!” Bruce reached out and wrapped his hand around her shoulders, his voice was chilly. “Next time, I’ll take matters into my own hands and teach her a lesson!”

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The time was not too late, the two returned to the city, Bruce proposed to go to the movies, Lindsey hesitantly agreed to go.

When they arrived at the cinema, they found nothing good, so they picked one at random and bought tickets to go in.

When Bruce went to buy popcorn, he somehow ran into a reporter and tried to get rid of it.

Lindsey found that the situation is not right, just want to notify the security guards to help, but found that he has brought a reporter over, and also bought a ticket to the reporter, and had to follow him into the movie.

The reporter had never seen such a situation before, and he was still on assignment, so he didn’t want to go in.

Bruce didn’t care if he was willing or not, he asked the guards to watch him, he took Lindsey’s hand and went into the screening room without any haste.

“Aren’t you afraid that tomorrow’s headlines will be all about how you mistreated the press?” Lindsey joked, holding back a laugh. “It’s possible that another group of people will take the opportunity to throw dirty water on you.”

“What are you afraid of? He’s lucky he stopped me first. If he had stopped you first, I would have thrown him out in a minute.” Bruce raised his eyebrows, took her hand to the seat and sat down, whispered: “This kind of people must not be spoiled.”

“As you wish, I won’t.” Lindsey took advantage of the lack of people, leaned over without moving, and quietly took his earlobe. “Are you sure you want to watch this, dull and uninteresting film.”

“Wife …” Bruce’s breathing became noticeably rapid, and his voice was a little dull. “Why don’t we go back.”

Lindsey shook her head with a smile, and her left hand deftly probed into his shirt, rubbing upward a little. “No, I suddenly want to watch a movie.”

Bruce sat up straight, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. “I kind of don’t want to watch it.”

After a week of seeing each other and Lindsey being physically unavailable, God knows how much he wanted to.

“Don’t …” Lindsey’s voice was soft and sticky, delicately crisp and tickling his emotions. “Watch the movie first, you proposed to come, how can you stop halfway.”

Bruce was completely speechless and could only wait hard for the movie to start.

Lindsey played for a while, found the film is not bad, so seriously look.

Bruce let her stir up all the fire, good and funny.

When the movie broke up, it was already 10 o’clock at night. Lindsey felt a little hungry and asked Bruce poorly if she could go to a barbecue.

“No, I’ll take you for soup.” Bruce scratched her nose affectionately, embraced her back to that reporter and signaled the guard to let go.

The reporter was stared at for more than an hour, his legs were scared soft, where he still dared to interview and take pictures.

Lindsey watched the reporter walk away, shrugged, followed Bruce out of the studio, got in the car and set off for soup.

The car drove in the city center for a moment, turned into an alley in the old city, slowly through, and finally stopped outside a store by the park.

Lindsey got out of the car, looked around curiously, and laughed, “I don’t think I’ve been here before.”

“I heard from a classmate that the soup at this store is very tasty and nourishing.” Bruce rubbed the top of her head, reached out and pushed open the ancient wooden door, embracing her inside.

The interior of the store is simple and rustic, with solid wood benches and tables, and coconut shells everywhere on the walls, hanging in an orderly fashion, looking quite like a martial arts movie, the kind of small stores outside the country.

Lindsey looked at the store’s decoration with amazement and couldn’t help but sigh with admiration. “This place is so interesting, if you don’t know, you’ll think it’s a movie city.”

“Do you like it.” Bruce smiled and pulled her down. “I’ll buy it for you.”

“There’s no such thing as a forced sale.” Lindsey put one hand on her jaw and looked at him with a smile. “But if you open one of these for me, I have no objection.”