The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

It’s just a jade bracelet, but it’s five million dollars.

To be honest, Lindsey’s heart was a little uncomfortable with this kind of behavior that doesn’t treat money as money, but it’s a good thing the person who raised the card wasn’t Bruce.

Seeing that he was about to continue to raise his card, she reached out in time to stop it and shook her head gently: “There is no need to make a splash in this kind of thing. Grandpa has been clean all his life, and he certainly wouldn’t want you to be so flashy.”

“Listen to you.” Bruce patted her gently, with a smile in his eyes, “By the way, there is a nickname for literary youth in the circle, do you know what it is.”

“What?” Lindsey intuited that his smile was not good. edward’s style is indeed literary, if not for the influence of three brothers since childhood, she would probably also like that, gentle and elegant, flirtatious but not dirty talent temperament.

Bruce blinked and leaned over to her ear and laughed out lowly: “Iron cock.”

“You’re so bad …” Lindsey looked like I knew it and couldn’t help but laugh away.

Bruce raised his eyebrows in triumph, leaving Edward in the wind to watch the host drop the hammer.

Edward was really depressed, he was sure Bruce would pursue the auction, so he deliberately raised the price, who had thought this kid was just deliberately teasing himself. He suddenly looked forward to what his face would be when he pursued Lindsey.

The auction continued, Lindsey was bored, squeezing Bruce’s thick palm again and again to pass the time. As each lot was auctioned off, the atmosphere in the room became more and more heated.

Lindsey yawned in boredom and turned around to see Bruce smiling, so she couldn’t help but pinch him: “Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Are you hungry.” Bruce smirked and raised his hand to look at the time: “Come on, let’s go home and eat chaos.”

Lindsey’s cheeks burned as she threw a blank look at him and got up to put on her coat.

When she returned to Grant Residence, it was already late at night. Lindsey took off her high heels as soon as she entered and fell into the sofa with her teeth bared to look at her feet. As expected, the heel and big toe had blisters on them.

Bruce was shocked and immediately slid his wheelchair over, concerned, “Should I call Dr. Hunter up?”

“No, it’s just a few blisters.” Lindsey said as she slouched back into the couch and squinted at him, “Why do you look so pale.”

“Ugly?” Bruce unconsciously touched his face and wondered, “Why don’t I feel it.”

“It’s weird that you can feel anything.” Lindsey gave another big yawn, “I’m going back to bed, you go to bed early too.”

Bruce smiled and nodded, “Good night.”

“Good night.” Lindsey passed by him and poked him in the ear mischievously, then quickly flicked it away, “If you keep messing around, I’ll tell Old Mr. Grant.”

Bruce frowned in pain, froze, and then smiled gangly: “I’m not fooling around …”

Lindsey didn’t care about him, went into the room and quickly closed the door.

The next day was the weekend without having to go to a class, Lindsey stayed under the covers to call Fiona until after 9:00 a. m. Bruce went to the training room, and the courtyard was quiet everywhere.

After breakfast, the maid at the door brought a gift box and said that the other party had said it was for her.

“For me?” Lindsey reached out and took it, saying casually, “Did he say anything else?”

Lindsey weighed the weight of the box and walked to the training room.

“It’s just a gift, what conspiracy can there be.” Bruce took a sip from his glass of water and laughed, “Just open it and see.”

Lindsey looked up at him for a second and opened the gift box. Inside, in addition to the jade bracelet she had seen at the auction last night, there was a pair of posters.

“What the hell is this?” Bruce took the postcard and slowly read it: “Since ancient times there are beautiful, western beauty and eastern neighbor.”

Surreptitiously picked up the phone, googled the meaning of these words, Bruce immediately angry with the seven orifices of smoke!

This Edward, how dare he praise Lindsey’s beauty in a roundabout way, clearly has other intentions, deliberately provoked.

Lindsey raised her eyes and deliberately smiled in an exaggerated manner. “If he writes love letters, it must be very touching.”

“You like love letters?” Bruce asked sullenly, his voice lowered to a low mutter. “How dare you steal a woman from me.”

Bruce’s handsome face was suffused with red: “Let’s not discuss him, Dr. Hunter said to suspend training this afternoon, where do you want to go.”

“It’s so cold, it’s better not to go out.” Lindsey is afraid of the cold, and is more homely and immobile.

Bruce smiled, but in his heart, he thought about how to deal with Edward. sitting for a while, he continued to train, Lindsey went back to his room to bring the laptop, accompanied by.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The sky outside the window is as blue as a wash, and the dazzling sunlight dapples Lindsey’s body through the flowery windows. She lowered her head and looked at the screen intently, a quiet and gentle look.

Bruce looked at her quietly from time to time, with a satisfied and sweet smile on his lips.

After lunch, Lindsey was about to go back to her room for a nap when she received an unexpected call from Professor Lee’s assistant.

“3:00 p. m., right? I’ll be there on time.” Lindsey gave an affirmative answer and looked up at Bruce: “Professor Lee has a lecture at the School of American Studies this afternoon and asked me to sit in.”

“That’s a good thing.” Bruce frowned slightly: “Do you want me to go with you.”

“Sure.” Lindsey answered very simply.

Bruce was silent for a few seconds, then changed his mind: “I’d rather not, I have to go to the office this afternoon to see my sister.”

“Suit yourself.” Lindsey muttered and turned to her room, “I’m going to take a nap.”

Bruce watched her enter the room and thoughtfully took out his cell phone and called Cary.

Edward sent the bracelet over in the morning, Professor Lee had a lecture in the afternoon, the two events came together, surely not a coincidence.