Seize His Little Wife

Ignoring her staggering questions, Baird Lane opened the noose before bending slightly and placing the jade around her neck.

“Alright, let’s go.” He went ahead and chased after the old man in the direction he had left.

Christine White was still frozen for a moment.

She ran towards Baird Lane while gripping the jade pendant around her neck.

The jade pendant was not large, she could just hold it in one hand, and she could clearly feel the warmth of the jade pendant lingering on it.

That’s what Baird Lane left on it, warmed to her heart through the palm of her hand.

“Baird, thanks!” After catching up with Baird Lane, Christine White’s first words were thanks.

Baird Lane raised an eyebrow, “Thanks for what?”

Christine White waved the jade pendant around her neck, “Of course it’s this one.”

He put it on her himself, and she thought she might not be able to take it off when the time came.

Baird Lane, however, misunderstood her and said, pursing his thin lips, “You should thank Grandpa, it’s from him, not me.”

“I’m not talking about … Forget it.” Christine White released a smile.

Originally, she had wanted to explain that she was thanking him for putting the jade pendant on her with his own hands.

But now that I think about it I suddenly don’t think it’s necessary.

Misunderstandings like this are actually quite good!

“Baird, Furber’s calling us.” Christine White pointed ahead.

Baird Lane followed the look and quickened his pace.

Christine White didn’t expect him to suddenly accelerate, and hurriedly chased after him with a two-legged trot.

By the time she got to the old man, she was so tired she was starting to catch her breath, while Baird Lane, on the other hand, had nothing to do with it.

She was instantly a little indignant!

Really, long legs are great!

Mentally, he spat this out, but more than anything, he was proud.

Christine White surreptitiously ogled Baird Lane from the waist down, a glint of fascination in her eyes.

As expected, he was worthy of being her male god, these legs and this waist, there were really no words.

“Ouch!” Christine White yelped out as the back of her head was suddenly slapped.

Baird Lane looked at her sullenly, “Put away those strange looks you’re giving me, the ancestor sacrifice is about to begin.”

At that, Christine White looked shocked and hurriedly collected all her thoughts, following the others’ serious lead and looking ahead.

In the front, the old man was holding up incense to the old ancestor’s tablets, and behind him Christine White followed Baird Lane to offer incense as well.

Ancestor worship is a tedious process, and a long one at that.

After the incense, you have to listen to a very long speech.

Christine White couldn’t hear much, and could only force herself to listen attentively, lest she doze off on such an occasion.

It was hard to wait until the speech session was over, and Christine White thought it was almost time for the ancestor worship to come to an end, but she didn’t realize that the old man had called her over again.

This time, when she was called, it wasn’t to send her something, but to personally write her name on the family tree.

Looking at her name and Baird Lane’s name right next to each other, Christine White clasped her palms together in excitement and boldly asked, “Grandpa, am I now a bona fide granddaughter-in-law of The Lane Family?”

The old man smiled kindly, “That’s right.”

Christine White’s happy tears began to well up in her eyes again, “Great …”

“Have a good life with Baird from now on.” The old man patted the back of her hand.

Christine White nodded repeatedly, “I will.”

She loves Baird Lane, and naturally she’ll have a good time with him.

As long as Baird Lane doesn’t abandon her, she’ll stay by his side for the rest of her life.

“All right, go back to Baird’s, and don’t be alone, lest some of the minders come looking for you.” The old man admonished.

Christine White hmmm’d, waved, and trotted off.

Baird Lane was in the flower room with some of his elders, and Christine White, without disturbing him, eased her steps to a stop behind him.

But Baird Lane had noticed her coming and stopped talking to a couple of his elders and turned his head to look at her, “What did grandpa call you for?”

“Grandpa put me on the family tree.” Christine White’s eyes curve with laughter when she says this.

Baird Lane hmmm’d, “I see, nothing next, you can go to your room.”

“Okay.” Christine White looked at a few elders and nodded in agreement.

Baird Lane called for a servant to take her back.

With the maid leading the way, Christine White made it back to her room without encountering those who were trying to pick on her.

I don’t know if those people are afraid to do so, or if they just don’t feel the need.

Either way, though, she was relieved that it was better to do less than more.

Christine White yawned and took off her shoes and lay back on the bed, ready for a short nap.

As a result of this sleep, he slept until the afternoon, and it was dark outside.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Christine White rubbed her eyes and sat up, and out of the corner of her eye she suddenly saw that Baird Lane was also in the room, sitting in a chair reading a paper.

“Baird?” she called out softly.

Baird Lane didn’t turn around, he just gave her two words back, “Awake?”

“Uh-huh.” She stretched.

Baird Lane snorted softly, “That was a long sleep you had, those sidekicks are gone.”

“Finished walking?” Christine White flinched, “What time is it?”

“Seven o’clock.” Baird Lane signed his name to the document.

Christine White swallowed hard and asked tentatively, “Seven p. m.?”

“Or what?” Baird Lane asked rhetorically.

Christine White’s mouth twitched, “I can’t believe I slept this long …”

“Six hours!” Baird Lane stated the exact time.

She was sound asleep when he went back to his room to call her for dinner.

He called out to her twice, but she didn’t wake up.

If he hadn’t been sure she was just asleep, he would have thought she had passed out.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t think I’d sleep so long, I was just going to take a short nap.” Christine White was embarrassed.

Six hours of sleep and she didn’t feel a thing at all.

“You don’t have to tell me you’re sorry, go have dinner.” Baird Lane stopped the pen in his hand.

Christine White changed and got out of bed, “Good.”

The two came to the dining room one after the other, and the old man was already waiting for them.

Seeing the two come over, he asked with concern, “Christine ah, is something wrong?”

“No, I’m not uncomfortable anywhere, thanks for your concern Grandpa.” Christine White waved her hand and sat down.

The old man was puzzled, “So what took you so long to sleep?”

Christine White was embarrassed, “I probably didn’t sleep well the last few days, so I accidentally slept for a long time.”

“So.” The old man sighed regretfully.

He’d thought she was pregnant for sleeping so long, and had planned to find a doctor to look at her.

But by the looks of her, maybe she’s actually okay.

“Okay Grandpa, let’s eat.” Baird Lane took a piece of fish and put it on his old man’s plate, derailing the conversation.

The old man glared at him and picked up his chopsticks to start eating.

Right after the meal, Christine White followed Baird Lane out of the old mansion and back to the cottage.

When he returned, he took a call and went upstairs, leaving Christine White in the living room.

Aunt Lucy took the bag from Christine White, “Ma’am, did the ancestor offering go well today?”

“It went well.” Christine White smiled back.

She had expected someone to come after her, but nothing had happened, causing her to be on edge for so long for nothing.

But it was also possible that she had slept and avoided those looking for trouble.

“That’s good that’s good.” Aunt Lucy exhaled in relief, then asked, “By the way ma’am, is it on the family tree yet?”

“It’s on, and Grandpa gave me this.” She dragged the jade pendant from around her neck.

Aunt Lucy saw it and was very happy for her, “Congratulations, ma’am.”

“Thanks.” Christine White played with the jade pendant lovingly.

Buzz!

At that moment, her cell phone suddenly vibrated.

“I’ll take a call first.” Christine White spoke to Aunt Lucy, tucked the jade pendant back into her shirt, and took her cell phone out of her bag.

Her lips pursed when she saw the caller ID, “Why him?”