Seize His Little Wife

Hmm?

Christine White turned around to see a little girl in a pink princess dress standing on the stairs, staring at herself with a hostile look on her face.

The little girl was about five or six years old, but grew much stronger and taller than children her age, and her face was still fleshy and looked very cute.

Unfortunately, it was ruined by the expression on his face.

This is the same Ann Lane who led the bullying of Bao, right?

As expected, she is the daughter of Molly Bort, the way she looks at people and the way she speaks to them is just like Molly Bort, so people can’t like her.

Though displeased, Christine White would not show it on her face, pretending not to recognize the man beside her and asking, “Baird, so she’s your daughter.”

Baird Lane frowned, and was about to say stepdaughter, but then thought that Ann wasn’t sure of her origins yet, and had to rephrase, “Well.”

“So cute.” Christine White complimented against her will.

Baird Lane didn’t speak anymore, looking Ann up and down the stairs.

Cute?

Why didn’t he feel it at all.

“Who the hell are you?” Seeing that Christine White didn’t answer her question, Ann got a little upset and stared at her with two big eyes, questioning again.

This time she didn’t just have a hostile expression on her face, her tone took on hostility as well.

Baird Lane narrowed his eyes, “Ann, get a better attitude!”

“It’s okay, kids.” Christine White smiled and waved at Ann, “Come here little friend, come here and I’ll tell you who I am.”

Ann hesitated for a few seconds, but went over on her short legs, “You can talk now.”

She sounded like a little adult.

Christine White tried her best to convince herself to smile slightly more lovingly at her, “I’m a friend of your dad’s, you can call me Auntie Toki.”

“Dad’s friend?” Ann looked at her deeply.

Christine White nodded, “Yeah.”

Unbelieving, Ann looked toward Baird Lane.

Baird Lane nodded slightly, “Ann, call Auntie.”

“I don’t!” Ann retorted loudly, glaring at Christine White with an exasperated look on her face, “Mommy said that all aunts are bad and have bad intentions.”

“What?” Christine White flinched, then looked blankly at Baird Lane.

Baird Lane’s handsome face slackened, “Ann, do you realize what you’re saying?”

“I know, mom said that there are a lot of women out there who want to climb into dad’s bed, mom also said that if I hear a woman in dad’s company asking me to call her auntie, that woman must be trying to curry favor with me to get close to dad, dad you’re asking me to call this woman auntie right now, then she must be the vixen that mom said wants to climb into dad’s bed!” Ann pointed at Christine White and raged.

Christine White was stunned by her comment, it was hard to imagine that it had come from the mouth of a five year old girl.

What crawling into daddy’s bed, what approaching daddy, what vixen, is this something a child should say? A lot of adults would blush if they said these things, but it was staggering that she, a human child, said it so naturally.

What has Molly Bort been teaching this kid!

Not to mention Christine White was surprised, Baird Lane was even more furious, his handsome face was horribly gloomy.

He looked down coldly at Ann in front of him, “Ann Lane , did Molly Bort teach you to say all these things?”

Sensing his anger, Ann’s little body quivered and nodded timidly.

Baird Lane’s fists clenched up, the veins in his arms showing from squeezing so tightly, “What else did she teach you to say?”

Ann scowled, “Mommy also said that whenever a vixen shows up, she’ll let me get rid of the vixen, and that Daddy is Mommy’s and should never let a vixen take him.”

“Chia!” Baird Lane gritted his teeth and squeezed out those two words.

That woman, she actually teaches her children that way.

Off to the side, Christine White heard this and stroked her chin in realization.

No wonder the kid had just looked hostile to her.

So it’s all Molly Bort’s teaching.

Molly Bort is really refreshing her mind and her limits, she is not afraid of destroying her children by teaching them like this.

“Ann Lane , I’m telling you, none of those words are allowed in the future you hear me, if I hear you say them again I’ll kick you out just like your mom.” Baird Lane laid down the gauntlet.

Ann was instantly brought to tears.

A child’s world is half black, half white, half demonic, half innocent.

That’s what Ann is doing at the moment, naively believing she’ll be thrown out.

She was scared, and in her perception, being kicked out meant that her dad didn’t want her anymore.

That’s why she’s crying from fear.

“Daddy I was wrong, I won’t say those things anymore, don’t kick me out oooooo…” Ann cried.

Baird Lane’s face looked slightly better, “Now that you know you’re wrong, correct yourself, forget all that your mother taught you, and listen to Grandma Song from now on, if you don’t do as you’re told, I’m still going to kick you out.”

“I know, I’ll listen to Grandma Song.” Ann nodded her head in a hurry.

Baird Lane hmmm’d, “Now apologize to Auntie.”

Ann sniffled and turned her front to Christine White, apologizing reluctantly.

Christine White bristled darkly and laughed inwardly in exasperation.

It wasn’t that she had to bother with a small child, it was just that this small child left her speechless.

Is this an attitude of apology?

If you’re so reluctant, why don’t you just not apologize?

She was even thinking that even if Baird Lane had said for this small child to apologize to Bo, this small child would be reluctant to do so, I’m afraid.

Baird Lane could also see that Ann was apologizing poorly and had displeasure in her eyes, “Ann, apologize properly.”

Ann was even more aggravated by his comment.

She didn’t really think she was at fault, her mom had taught her to say all those things, and even if she was at fault, it was her mom’s fault.

The only reason she admitted she was wrong was because she didn’t want her dad to kick her out.

Dad told her to apologize, and she did, so why say it again?

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt inside, Ann, in a fit of pique, gave Christine White a hard stare, and after shouting out an apology, she flew towards the stairs.

Baird Lane’s face sank again at the sight.

Christine White patted him on the shoulder, “Forget it, don’t be mad, I’m not above taking on a kid.”

“Sorry.” Baird Lane looked at her apologetically.

Christine White shrugged her shoulders, “It’s okay, I’m going to the restroom.”

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When she reached the restroom, she closed the door and the understanding smile on her face instantly disappeared, replaced by a slow mockery.

It’s true that Molly Bort taught her daughter to be this virtuous at a young age.

And as she saw it, the boy’s character seemed to be set, and could not be corrected, and in this life, there was not much to be done.

Thinking about this, Christine White gave a cold snort and unscrewed the faucet.

By the time she came out of the bathroom, Aunt Lucy’s lunch was almost ready.

Christine White followed Baird Lane to the dining room and saw some surprise in her eyes when she saw several plates of food on the table, all of which she loved.

Soon, though, it dawned on her that this was something Aunt Lucy had made just for her, I think.

A warm current crossed her heart and Christine White smiled a little tenderly.

Baird Lane looked at her with this smile, a little dazed.

Subconsciously, he felt that this was the smile that came from her heart.

The smile she usually showed, although also true, was more or less mixed with some other emotions in it, so it didn’t seem as natural as this smile.

Christine White noticed Baird Lane’s gaze and moved her eyes from the dish to his face, “Baird, what are you looking at me for?”