Seize His Little Wife

“Molly Bort’s.” Christine White answered truthfully, even though she was uncomfortable.

Baird Lane frowned, “Said what?”

“I didn’t answer it, I just hung up, if you want to know, just give her a call, she approached you yesterday too, in case it’s something real.”

Baird Lane didn’t answer, and after a few seconds of silence, took his cell phone and went outside.

Seeing him do this, Christine White knew he was going to call Molly Bort back.

She felt a little sour and astringent in her heart at once, and it was very unpleasant.

She obviously asked him to call Molly Bort back, and now that he actually did, she cares… what a no-brainer!

Christine White gripped her fork and poked at the eggs on her plate in a fit of rage, poking them to pieces before her mood barely improved.

The maid witnessed the entirety of her venting on the eggs and though surprised, did not say a word.

It wasn’t until she was done venting that the maid couldn’t help but speak, “Young Granny, shall I re-serve you a new breakfast?”

“No need.” A calm Christine White looked at the mess of eggs on her plate, more than a little chagrined, and naturally embarrassed to get another serving.

Seeing her insistence, the maid didn’t try to persuade her any further and quietly retreated to the side.

When Baird Lane returned from his call, Christine White had finished her breakfast and was sitting in a chair wiping her mouth.

“Is Miss Molly Bort all right?” She inquired, forcing herself not to care.

Baird Lane poured a glass of water, “It’s fine.”

“Really? But she called you both days.” Christine White’s eyes flickered, wanting to know more.

Baird Lane, however, stopped talking, dropping his eyelids and wondering what he was thinking.

Christine White sighed mentally, a little hurt, and kept her mouth shut from asking any more questions.

Unexpectedly Baird Lane snapped at that moment, “She called me and asked me if I was going to take you back to the old mansion to honor your ancestors.”

“Eh?” Christine White flinched for a few seconds before responding, “Are you answering the question I just asked?”

Baird Lane lifted his chin slightly in acquiescence.

Christine White smiled in a flattered way, her inner loss all swept away at the moment, “How did Miss Molly Bort know about the ancestor sacrifice?”

“She always knew The Lane Family had an ancestor service, but wasn’t sure if I would bring you, so she specifically approached me to ask about it.” Baird Lane said.

Christine White wondered even more, “Then why would she think you’d bring me?”

“Ives Norton told her.” Baird Lane blacked out.

Ives Norton told Molly what to do.

Christine White looked at the man whose face was not so good, did not know what was in his mind, only thought that he was worried about Molly Bort, held back the hard feeling in her heart, and said in a low voice, “Miss Molly Bort is very sad, isn’t she?”

“Hmm?” Baird Lane uttered one syllable.

Christine White rubbed her cheek, “Sorry, I’m talking to myself a bit haha …”

She smiled dryly.

In her mind, Molly Bort is also in love with Baird Lane, and it must be hard to know that the man she loves is taking another woman to pay homage to her ancestors.

But she doesn’t sympathize or pity Molly Bort.

After all, from the moment she fell in love with Baird Lane and became Baird Lane’s wife, she was in opposition to Molly Bort, and there’s no way she would have given up her position just to sympathize with poor Molly Bort.

“Come on, let’s go down to the lobby and show you some pretty good elders.” Baird Lane said as he looked at Christine White for a moment and stood up.

His sudden change of subject also relieved Christine White, “Okay.”

She got up and followed him without a step.

The lobby was almost filled with people, Christine White took a cursory glance, at least twenty or thirty, men and women, young and old, all of them from the side branch of The Lane Family, and she didn’t recognize any of them.

Baird Lane took her hand again and led her over to greet a few of the older men.

The old men all looked very kind, and when they learned that she was Baird Lane’s wife, they only looked at her with surprise for a few moments, and then wished her and Baird Lane a happy marriage.

As for the others, Baird Lane had no intention of greeting her or introducing her.

Christine White generally understands that the part of the family he didn’t introduce would all be unrelated to The Lane Family proper.

“Christine, come here.” The old man in the main seat of the lobby beckoned to Christine White.

Baird Lane let go of her, “Grandpa’s calling you, go.”

Christine White nodded and stared at the pressure of many watching as she walked up to the old man, “Grandpa.”

The old man smiled kindly, “Christine, do you know what I called you over for?”

Christine White shook her head honestly, “I don’t know.”

“I called you over because I have something for you.”

“Stuff?” Christine White wondered.

Baird Lane pursed his lips, guessing what the old man was talking about with that item.

The old man craned his head to look at Fubuki.

Uncle Fu smiled knowingly and took out an aged antique box from behind him.

The old man took the box and opened it, pulling a white jade pendant out of it, “It’s a tradition of The Lane Family, every child and grandchild of The Lane Family is born with a jade pendant, and Baird has one too.”

“I saw it.” Christine White picked up.

It was still three years ago when she happened to see Baird Lane’s jade pendant.

At the time Baird Lane was still angry and warned her not to touch his things.

The style of that jade pendant was similar to the one in the old man’s hand, just a bit larger.

“Oh, since I’ve seen it, I won’t say much, this jade pendant is for you.” The old master solemnly handed over the jade pendant to Christine White.

Christine White froze, “For me?”

“That’s right, The Lane Family children and grandchildren have it, and likewise their wives naturally have it, and this piece of yours was supposed to be given to you three years ago, but for some reason …” Speaking of which, the old man glared at Baird Lane in an ungraceful manner.

What that reason is is self-evident.

Christine White also turned her head to look at Baird Lane with a somewhat difficult expression, wondering if she should take the jade pendant and was asking for his help.

Baird Lane could see she was torn and his thin lips moved slightly, “Grandpa gave it to you, take it.”

With his permission, Christine White had no more qualms and carefully held the jade pendant in her hand, her eyes moist.

She was so happy and excited.

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By agreeing to this jade pendant under her hand, which represented the people of The Lane Family, he had shown that he approved of her as a wife.

“Grandpa, thanks …” Christine White choked back her thanks.

The old man cried and laughed, “Why are you still crying.”

“I’m not crying, I’m just so happy.” Christine White explained embarrassed.

The old master exchanged a glance with Fu Bo, smiling more kindly, “It’s time to be happy, but hurry up and wipe your tears, everyone is watching you.”

As soon as she heard the old man’s reminder, Christine White then reacted to the fact that there were still many people in the lobby, and hurriedly took the handkerchief handed by a servant and wiped the corners of her eyes, rearranging herself, “I’m sorry grandpa, I lost my temper.”

“It’s okay, just pay attention, let’s go, let’s go to the ancestral tomb to offer incense to the old ancestors.” The old man got up and led the way out of the lobby.

Christine White strides over to Baird Lane and hands him the jade pendant.

Baird Lane looked at the jade pendant in his hand and frowned, “What are you giving me?”

“Keep it for me, I’m afraid I’ll lose it.” Christine White lowered her voice.

Baird Lane returned the jade pendant to her with a black face, “Keep your own things to yourself, and since you’re afraid of losing them, put them in the safe in your room.”

“But …”

“All right.” Baird Lane interrupted her impatiently.

Then, in her uncomprehending gaze, she picked up the jade pendant in her hand again and unlocked the string of the jade pendant.

“Baird, what are you doing?” She asked busily.