Mrs. Chen laughed, “Can’t you see, The Bort Family That girl, she purposely sought out and angered your wife.”
Christine White drops her eyes, “Actually, I know …”
“Hey?” Mrs. Chen froze, “You knew?”
“Yes.” Christine White bit her lip, “She just greeted me at first, and after that she took it upon herself to bring up the things that mattered to me the most, so how could I not be angered, and then later when I calmed down just by thinking about it, I realized that she did it on purpose.”
Mrs. Chen now to some surprise, “Since you know, then why did you still do it?”
Christine White tightened her grip, “Because as I just said, she mentioned what I care about most.”
“Even so, you’re still a bit too impulsive, have you ever thought about what you’re doing to yourself?” Mrs. Chen asked her.
Christine White shook her head, “I was too late to think about it.”
“Hey …” Mrs. Chen sighed, “Let me tell you then, if you do it regardless of the occasion, the people at the banquet will have a preconceived notion that you’re a shrew who can’t get on the stage, understand? ”
“I understand, but I don’t regret hitting her.” Christine White said stubbornly.
Mrs. Chen shook her head helplessly, “Ah girl, you’re still a little too young.”
Saying that, she looked at Baird Lane, “Now many people at the banquet saw that Little White was taken by you, and about guessed Little White’s identity, so Little White’s reputation must be all damaged, Baird, what do you plan to do?”
Baird Lane rubbed his brow, “For the charity auction afterward, I’ll take an item in her name alone.”
“In my name?” Christine White was slightly surprised.
Don’t see how him doing this has anything to do with her reputation being damaged.
But Mrs. Chan’s eyes lit up as she caught Baird Lane’s meaning, “Are you trying to portray a philanthropist in little White to cover up her bad behavior at the party?”
“Nice.” Baird Lane nods.
Mrs. Chen took a sip of tea and looked at him appreciatively, “Baird, you have a quick mind, this is indeed a good idea.”
“Thank you Mrs. Chen for the compliment, then we will go out first.” Baird Lane finished speaking and pulled Christine White’s hand out of the room.
On the way, Christine White was so ashamed in her heart that she couldn’t stop picking her two hands together, her fingers were red, “I’m sorry …”
“Apologize for what?” Baird Lane craned his head to look at her.
Her head was buried low, a low mood radiating around her, “Actually, you don’t have to salvage my reputation, and I don’t regret doing it, you can set aside your relationship with me so that they won’t mock you because of me.”
The interests of luxury couples are basically tied together, and when a wife makes a joke, others are likely to mock the husband for it.
And what a proud man Baird Lane was, how could he stand to be ridiculed.
“Are you concerned about me?” Baird Lane reached out and lifted Christine White’s head up, his eyes looking at her with a dark look, “I’ve heard all the backstabbing in the mall, and I’m still afraid of their little taunts?”
“But …” Christine White’s little face scrunched up, “I’ve embarrassed you after all.”
“It wasn’t you that caused this.” Baird Lane looked in the direction of the lounge, his face a little grim.
Christine White’s eyes flickered as she spoke tentatively, “Are you trying to say that Molly Bort did this?”
“Isn’t it?” Baird Lane asked rhetorically.
A flash of surprise crossed Christine White’s eyes, “Yes, but it surprised me that you would admit it was her.”
“What’s the surprise?” Baird Lane pursed his lips.
Christine White let out a meaningful laugh, “Of course it’s because of Molly Bort’s position in your heart, in your heart, Molly Bort has always been a kind and pure girl, by all rights, you shouldn’t believe that she would do these things.”
Hearing this, Baird Lane’s brow furrowed with some displeasure, “Is that all I think of Molly Bort in your opinion?”
“Not in my opinion, because that’s what happened, the first two months, it was clearly Molly Bort who initiated the phone call to piss me off, and you decided I was bullying her after hearing her preconceived complaint, so …”
“I’m so sorry.” Baird Lane suddenly turned and hugged Christine White.
Christine White’s eyes widened, “Sorry?”
“Yes, I apologize for my actions at the time, at that time, I didn’t recognize Molly Bort for what she really was, and my impression of her stayed at the beginning.” Baird Lane knocked his chin on the top of her head and whispered.
Christine White closed her eyes, “Maybe it’s because you never really knew her.”
A ghostly light swept under Baird Lane’s eyes, “Maybe, not anymore.”
“It really won’t?” Christine White was a little unconvinced.
He had said last time though that Molly Bort loved someone other than him and was using him instead, and he had developed anger and hatred towards Molly Bort for that.
Still, she could see that Molly Bort had that little place in his heart.
After all, the white moonlight is after all the white moonlight, as long as the white moonlight does not really do a thing to make him completely disappointed, then he will have a trace of feelings in his heart for Molly Bort, even if that feeling is not love, but also friendship, so she does not believe in him, unless he really completely disgusted with Molly Bort, and there is no feelings for Molly Bort whatsoever, then she will believe.
Baird Lane, on the other hand, assumed that Christine White’s disbelief was due to his previous defense of Molly Bort, which made him feel a little defeated, “That’s okay, I’ll get you to believe it later.”
As we speak, the lounge arrives as well.
Baird Lane entered with a sullen face and Molly Bort rose timidly from the sofa, “Baird, you’re back.”
Baird Lane didn’t respond and walked straight toward her, “You said I told you to come back home?”
“Yeah.” Molly Bort nodded, “Didn’t you already send word that you weren’t counting on that, so I came back, Baird, I missed you.”
She opened her arms and was about to embrace Baird Lane.
Baird Lane’s eyes narrowed a bit at the sight, and he stepped back sideways next to him.
Molly Bort pounced and stood there awkwardly, both hands still open and frozen, forgetting to put them away.
At this scene, Christine White couldn’t hold back her giggles as she watched.
The laugh fell on Molly Bort’s ears as abject derision.
Molly Bort gave her a hardened glare in her eyes, which quickly retracted and dissolved into a resigned look at Baird Lane, “Baird how do you …”
“You go out first.” Baird Lane ignored Molly Bort and went straight to Christine White, “There’s something I’d like to say to her alone.”
Christine White looked at him, then at Molly Bort, and finally nodded, “Good.”
After she left, Baird Lane sat down in front of the couch and looked at the woman across from him with a morose gaze, “At the party, you purposely pissed off Christine White and let her beat you up, for what purpose?”
Molly Bort’s pupils quivered at her words, “You …”
“You’re trying to say how I know right?” Baird Lane raised his eyes.
Molly Bort’s lips twitched, “Now that you know, I won’t hide it from you, yes, I did do it on purpose, but why did I do it, Baird don’t you understand? Because she doesn’t deserve you! The fact that a little verbal provocation made her strike on such an occasion shows how vulgar her nature is!”
“It’s true she has more to learn behaviorally, but if you say she’s not good enough for me, then who is, you?” Baird Lane sneered and grunted.
Molly Bort puffed out her chest, “Yes, it’s only me, whether it’s my family, my appearance, or my personal honor, Baird, I’m a thousand times better than Christine White, so I’m the only one who’s right for you,”
“Does Toby Dean know when you say that?” Baird Lane folded his legs and looked at her playfully.