The Billionaire’s Treasure Wife

“I met him at the funeral home, and he said he wanted to thank me, and I couldn’t knock him out and throw him out.” Bruce did not feel comfortable with Randy’s visit. “What a big deal.”

Lindsey listened to his chatter, his eyes fell on Randy, and politely said, “Master Gregor came here today, not just to say thank you, right?”

Randy was slightly surprised, but luckily he hid it well and didn’t show it, just shook his head gently.

Could it be that he thought too much … Lindsey smiled, ordered the maid to bring the fruit plate, and stopped talking.

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Bruce sullenly drank a mouthful of tea, unhappily said: “The words are also finished, you are fine is not it time to go.”

“There is something else.” Randy faintly converged his eyebrows. “I’d like to ask Mrs. Mr. Grant to write an inscription.”

“Uh …” Lindsey looked at him with difficulty and hesitantly spoke, “I don’t know what kind of writing Mr. Gregor wants.”

Randy raised his eyes and looked straight at Lindsey. “Next month, it will be our Old Mr. Grant’s 90th birthday, and I would like to ask for a longevity inscription.”

Lindsey turned her head to look at Bruce. “Bruce, what do you think.”

“It’s the same to get someone else to write it, it’s just a piece of writing.” Bruce felt that Randy was making a big deal out of it.

Lindsey knew that Bruce was uncomfortable, and she herself felt that it was a little bit too much.

There is no shortage of famous calligraphers who can write well.

In addition to Old Mr. Bosh, Old Mr. haley’s handwriting is also often given as gifts to foreign guests. If he were to invite, he would get a piece of work of great value in a minute.

Randy’s idea was completely different from theirs. Grandpa and Old Mr. Grant had different philosophies in governing the military, so everyone thought that the relationship between the two old men was not working.

He wanted to take a piece of writing back from Lindsey in the name of the birthday, so that Grandpa could let go of his prejudice and let go of his grudge with Old Mr. Grant.

In the silence, Lindsey opened her mouth with a smile, but did not agree to this immediately, only said she would consider it.

Randy didn’t force himself to do so, so he sat down for a while and then got up to say goodbye.

As soon as he left, Bruce started to chatter again. “What do you think of Gregor’s name.”

Lindsey ignored his emotional question and asked seriously, “What do you know about Old Mr. Gregor, of The Gregor family?”

“Not too much, he and his grandfather, one in the Navy and one in the Air Force, bicker from time to time over the situation today.” Bruce thought carefully for a while and instantly came to his senses. “This kid named Gregor has a deep enough mind.”

“How so?” Lindsey was confused by his unspoken words. “He didn’t ask for anything too much.”

Bruce rubbed his temples and explained with a bitter smile, “Old Mr. Gregor is on par with our grandfather, both of them have retired, but they are not uninvolved in the world.”

After a pause, he continued, “The two of them almost every time they meet, they can quarrel a lot.”

Hearing this, Lindsey also understood Randy’s intention and could not help but feel amused. “Come to beg word with me, might as well just go beg grandpa to attend it, this guy is really calculating.”

“Wait …” Bruce snapped sitting up straight with a look of indignation. “This kid is punking me.”

Lindsey saw him startled, simply did not bother to pay attention to him, himself went to the study to read a book.

Bruce sat alone in the living room for a while, thinking that he still had to talk to Lindsey, so he also went to the study.

When he pushed the door in, he saw her flipping through an ancient book and said with a bitter smile, “Don’t be busy, you can’t agree to this.”

“Tell us the reason.” Lindsey put the book direction, eyebrows with a smile at him: “Can’t just not agree for no reason.”

Bruce sighed, pulled out a chair and sat down, incidentally, told the past between the two old generals, and looked at her with sunken eyes. “Do you think this painting can be given away.”

Lindsey did not think there was such a deep connection, so she shook her head gently.

Old Mr. Gregor has a straightforward temper and likes to be straightforward when it comes to tactics. Old Mr. Grant, on the other hand, is the opposite, and is concerned about the military is not tired of deception.

The two actually have no deep-seated hatred, but if her own words are sent over, it is Old Mr. Grant’s initiative to make peace, and this kind of thing certainly can not do.

But she had been to The Gregor family, and was no stranger to Old Mr. Gregor.

It can be said that this time Old Mr. Gregor is ill, she has also contributed to the effort. However, the birthday is different from her private visit, once this word is sent out, it may make Old Mr. Grant unhappy.

With this in mind, Lindsey also felt that Randy was too much of a pest and had almost made her do something wrong.

Bruce laughed when he saw her face change from one side to the other. “I almost fell for it too, so you don’t have to worry about it.”

Lindsey shrugged and remembered that there was a painting exhibition by a painter from N in the art district today, so she suggested going there to have a look.

Bruce thought there was nothing to do during the day, and the wedding house for Cary and his wife had already been bought, so he agreed to her request.

The art district was a bit far from the old house. Bruce was worried about Lindsey’s hunger, so he told the driver to go to a nearby bakery and buy some cakes and bread to keep on hand, as well as drinks.

After more than half an hour of driving, the car entered the parking area of the art district.

Lindsey got out of the car and saw that there were still a lot of people, so she couldn’t help but feel a little bit of anticipation.

This painter is generally famous in N, and his character is also numb, but he is highly praised by the H media, making it seem like he is the titan of the art world.

After buying the tickets and entering the venue, Lindsey took Bruce’s hand and slowly looked at the works one by one, and occasionally commented on the ones she liked.

Bruce has little research on painting and calligraphy, which one is pleasing to the eye, which one is good.

After seeing the oil paintings, the two of them took a short break and continued to visit the ink paintings.

Lindsey loves ink painting, so she spent a long time admiring each painting, while still trying to educate Bruce.

Bruce looked like listening carefully each time, but in reality, his mind was not on the painting at all, and he paid attention to her red lips.

When he came to a painting with lotus flowers, Lindsey started to give him a lesson again, but when he didn’t say anything, a young man on the side interjected and said in a hard H language, “This lady’s knowledge of calligraphy and painting is so shallow, it’s rare to see.”

Lindsey turned around in surprise and found that she did not know him at all, and became a little angry. “What this gentleman means is that you are very knowledgeable.”

Saito Muzo raised his head proudly and sneered, “That’s natural.”

“You are not from H, are you?” Lindsey also laughed, and a flash of disdain quickly flashed across the bottom of her clear, bright eyes. “I wonder what the author of these paintings is related to you.”

“This is my teacher’s work.” Saito Muzo swept a contemptuous glance at Lindsey, his eyes showing contempt. “I am certainly not a lowly person like you.”

Lindsey was furious at his words, and with an arm raised, he directly gave the other party a big mouth. “Who are you calling inferior!”

Saito Muzo was hit dizzy, reacted to the whirlwind wailing security. “Come on, someone, this woman is …”

Bruce did not give him the opportunity to continue talking at all, one hand choke his throat, eyes ruthless. “Believe it or not, I’ll break your neck!”

“Help …” Saito Muzo’s soul was flying as he looked at Bruce in front of him, and recognized that Lindsey had saved his life and his teacher’s life in Africa, his tongue was in a knot, and he couldn’t finish his sentence.

Security guards quickly gathered around, but no one came forward to dissuade. This person, on the grounds that he is the painter’s apprentice, likes to boss around from the time the venue is set up, and despises H people left and right.

Seeing that Saito Muzo’s pupils had begun to dilate, Lindsey promptly patted Bruce’s shoulder and advised, “Forget it, it’s not worth making a mistake for such a person.”

Bruce hated to let go of his hand, his tone stern. “Apologize!”

Saito Muzo felt his neck loosen up, and suddenly took a big breath of fresh air, which had the effort to consider Bruce’s request for an apology.

Bruce did not rush him, and when he was almost out of breath, his big hand went up again to choke him cruelly by the throat. “Apologize!”

Saito Muzo did not think he had said anything wrong, he is now a foreign guest, and also from the honorable N country.

What’s wrong with a curse, he didn’t say anything wrong.

In the stalemate, the security guard, fearing that someone might get killed, notified the nearby police station while contacting the organizers of the exhibition.

Lindsey was worried that things would get too big, so she advised Bruce again. “Forget it, he’s been taught a lesson anyway.”

Knowing what she was worried about, Gu Xu let go again and retreated to her side, asking with concern, “Did your hand hurt from the punch?”

“It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt very much.” Lindsey smiled, her eyes fell on Saito Muzo and her eyebrows furrowed slightly. “This gentleman, I don’t know where your pride comes from, but this is the land of H. Please watch your words.”

After the words, his eyes fell to the work tag on his chest, and the smile on his lips grew cold. “I think Mr. Saito Muzo, soon you can return to your country, you are not welcome in our country H.”

Bruce also noticed his badge and silenced his name a few times.

The police arrived a few minutes later, and when the two heard that they had gotten into a confrontation with a foreign guest, they immediately had to take Bruce and Lindsey back to the police station.

“What country are you police, out of the police without asking questions to arrest back, who taught.” Bruce’s face was grim, his gaze was cold as he looked at the visitor, and added: “This son of a bitch humiliated my wife, I didn’t beat him to death is considered light.”

“Please cooperate with us …,” the police officer spoke weakly: “Please get in the car.”

Bruce was angry and did not listen, but Lindsey stopped him and apologized to the police.

As we were talking, the organizers and the artist himself arrived. After asking what happened, he apologized to Lindsey.

“This is the land of H. You are welcome as a guest.” Lindsey opened her mouth in fluent international language and looked cold. “But the behavior of this student of yours is disappointing.”

The painter listened and bowed deeply in apology, and offered to give the painting Lindsey had just admired.

The steep change in the situation made the police officers at the side also feel quite speechless.

Lindsey narrowed her eyes and glanced at Saito Kiso with little emotion. “No need, speaking of the name of your country, or the name given by a female emperor in our history, according to your student’s logic, your entire country is not even considered inferior.”