Seize His Little Wife

Nana Dodge lowered her head rather sheepishly, “You just know, what’s the point of saying it?”

Cici Jagu smiled, “What does it matter, it’s just the two of us here, by the way, when is your brother Baird arriving?”

“I don’t know, my dad said he’d be here, but so far, I haven’t seen anyone else.” Nana Dodge looked bleak and bowed her head.

At this time, a waiter came over, “Miss Jiang, Old Lady Dodge and Mr. Dodge asked you to come over and said for you to gradually Mr. Lane.”

“Mr. Lane?” Nana Dodge’s eyes lit up.

This Mr. Lane wouldn’t be Baird Lane, would he?

No wonder she had waited here for half a day without seeing anyone else, it turned out that he had already arrived a long time ago and was still on her grandfather’s side.

“I know, I’ll be right there.” Nana Dodge returned with a joyful smile.

The waiter nodded and walked away.

Cici Jagu looked at such a happy Nana Dodge and patted her on the shoulder, “Congratulations, you get to meet your brother Baird.”

Nana Dodge clasped her hands together excitedly without speaking.

Cici Jagu pushed her, “Why don’t you go?”

“Okay, I’m on my way.” Nana Dodge said and quickly ran towards the restroom.

Cici Jagu watched her go, and with a glass of red wine in her own hand, she began to roam the party as well.

As she walked, Cici Jagu stumbled, her body weight unsteady, and she fell on her butt.

And the moment she fell, the red wine in her hand flew out, right on top of the oncoming woman.

The woman was wearing a gorgeous black gown, and the glass of red wine smashed against the woman’s shoulder.

The woman stifled a grunt before the red wine quilt fell to the ground as well, shattering into several pieces.

The red wine in the quilt, however, spilled out and poured all over the woman.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

It was a good thing the woman was wearing a long black dress, and you couldn’t see much of the red wine spilled on it, but the piece got wet and stuck to her skin in a bad way.

Christine White looked down at the wet spot on her leg and just felt a headache.

Bess Camp came over to check on her, “Christine are you okay?”

Christine White shook her head, “It’s fine, it just hurts from the glass, and the wet skirt.”

Bess Camp breathed a sigh of relief, “I’m glad it’s okay.”

When he finished, he looked down at Cici Jagu, who was sitting on the floor, his brow furrowed, “What just happened to you, can’t you see there’s someone in front of you?”

Cici Jagu was shocked early on when she got herself into trouble.

Now when he heard Bess Camp s words, his face turned white, and he quickly stood up and reddened his eyes, “I m sorry I m sorry I didn t mean to do that, I m sorry Miss, I … How about I help you wipe it clean?”

With that, Cici Jagu panicked and took out her handkerchief and was about to go wipe Christine White’s clothes.

Christine White took a step back, “No, there’s no point in you wiping it off, you can’t wear this dress when it’s wet.”

At that, Cici Jagu’s expression was stunned, “So … What about that?”

“What else can we do, pay for it.” The people watching around said.

Cici Jagu bit her lower lip when she heard this.

Compensation?

She actually didn’t really want to pay for it, the people who came to the banquet were definitely all either rich or noble, the dress on this young lady was so gorgeous and expensive at first glance, although she wasn’t short of money, she didn’t have much of it either, and after she paid for it, she would definitely have no money left.

“Why are you silent?” Bess Camp looked at Cici Jagu without a word, her thin lips parted.

Cici Jagu squeezed her palms, “I … I …”

How could Christine White not see what was going on in her mind, and beckoned for a waiter.

The waitress quickly came over, “Can I help you miss?”

“I need a pen and paper!” Christine White replied.

“Okay.” The waiter answered and quickly went to get ready.

Two minutes later, the pen and paper came.

Christine White took a pen and paper and wrote something on it.

Bess Camp inclined her head to look at it and couldn’t help but smile when she saw what was on it.

Cici Jagu was also curious and wanted to poke her head over to see it as well.

But she didn’t know the other person, and after doing that, she was sure to upset them, so she just had to suppress her inner curiosity and not look.

Soon, Christine White finished writing and returned the pen to the waiter, then handed the note to Cici Jagu, “This is my contact information and bank card account, as well as the price of this dress of mine, and I won’t make things difficult for you, just credit the dress to this account, brother, let’s go.”

With that said, Christine White took Bess Camp’s arm and walked away.

Cici Jagu stared at the note in her hand in a daze, only to feel another thousand pounds and humiliated in addition to being hot.

She just soiled that woman’s clothes, just wipe it off, what can’t wear it again, clearly it’s just pretense.

Two million dollars, it is clear that it is deliberately to make things difficult for her, obviously so beautiful, why is so narrow-minded, can not let it go?

The more she thought about it, the more aggravated she became, Cici Jagu clutched the note in her hand and twisted her head in the direction Christine White and Bess Camp had left.

Seeing the two talking and laughing, she bit her lip and stomped her foot before running off with a wink.

Bess Camp noticed out of the corner of her eye and frowned, “That woman just now, she seemed to be crying.”

Christine White shook the red wine in her hand and laughed, “Crying is just crying, what is in her heart, I know exactly what she is thinking, thinking that I am making it difficult for her by asking her to pay for her clothes, such a person, I have seen a lot of people in the past few years, typically unable to suffer a little bit of aggravation, and whoever is letting her suffer is a bad person and sorry for her. ”

If she were her old self, she probably wouldn’t have let the woman just now pay for her clothes, thinking that it wasn’t just a little wet from the red wine, no big deal.

However, after she became stronger, she realized that in this world, no one is born to put up with others. Isn’t it natural to pay for others’ dirty clothes?

“That woman.” Bess Camp returned with a sip of her drink.

Christine White raised an eyebrow, “Brother, how long have you only been back in the country and how come you even know the term white lotus?”

Bess Camp laughed softly, “It’s not those female employees of your company, they gossip a lot, if you listen to them more, you’ll understand.”

Christine White nodded, “So that’s how it is, but you’re right, that woman just now is the White Lotus, looking soft and weak with a kind look, but actually in her heart she is more selfish than anyone else, and she doesn’t have a normal sense of right and wrong, these types of people only recognize what they feel is right.”

To make an analogy, if it was not the woman who had just soiled her clothes, but someone else, and she asked that person to pay for it, the woman would have come up to persuade her that it would be too much to ask someone else to pay for her clothes after they had been soiled a little bit.

But when the same thing happens to that woman, and that woman is made to pay for it, that woman feels aggrieved.

“Come on, leave people like that alone, you’ll never see them again anyway.” Bess Camp patted Christine White on the shoulder.

Christine White hmmm’d and picked up a plate of pastries and ate them.

Bess Camp didn’t stay with her for long, seeing two acquaintances and going over to say hello.

Christine White sits alone in the lounge area, eating while she waits for Baird Lane to come back for her.

After waiting almost ten minutes, Baird Lane returned, followed by a shy-faced woman.

At the sight of the woman, Christine White raised an eyebrow and set the plate of pastries down in her hand.

“Back?” Christine White stood up.

Baird Lane nodded slightly, “Keep you waiting?”

“No, I have my brother with me, it doesn’t feel long, it’s you that’s taking so long to come back not to mention a little tail?” Christine White looked behind him with a smirk.