Treasure Hunt: Tycoon's Priceless Runaway Wife-Chapter 814 - 812: You Are Mine (First Update)

Da Bao leaned in, his hand bracing against the couch’s back, forehead resting against hers, his dark eyes deep as pools.

"Baby, there are many things we can do." His seductive voice murmured by Nuonuo’s ear, as if electricity swept through the air, grazing her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.

"But..." Nuonuo swallowed nervously, not really knowing why she felt nervous. The brother in front of her seemed like a different person, his usually handsome and spirited demeanor now tinged with mischief and mystery.

"But what?"

Da Bao pecked her lips, and her nervous, flustered little white rabbit look fully awakened the wicked impulse within him.

He really wanted to bully her!

Wanted so much to ravage her recklessly!

Nuonuo, however, did not realize that the brother so close to her now was mentally a completely different person, harboring a devil within him.

She only found the person in front of her so unfamiliar that she felt chills and panic, so she closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, mustered her courage, and spoke timidly.

"But didn’t you say you would explain all of your work relationships to me?"

Because of that woman with ulterior motives who approached Da Bao at noon, Nuonuo recalled in annoyance afterward, so her words inevitably carried a sour tone with a hint of jealousy. To prove his innocence, Da Bao had voluntarily promised to explain his colleagues and interpersonal relationships one by one to the girl.

The enchanted Da Bao was daydreaming, imagining many wonderful things he’d long thought about but never dared to act upon.

Her reminder suddenly woke Da Bao up, internally cursing himself for being a beast. Propping himself up, he moved away from the couch and stood upright beside it.

"Hmm, I’ll take a shower first, and then we can go over everything slowly afterward!"

Nuonuo nodded rapidly, watching his tall figure disappear through the bedroom door, feeling an inexplicable sense of relief.

This place was just a simple company dormitory, so there was only a small bathroom. The two took turns showering, and neither had objections about the sleeping arrangement.

After Da Bao finished showering, he lay on the bed reading. When Nuonuo came out after her shower, she naturally climbed onto the only big bed in the dormitory as well, scrambling to Da Bao’s side, lying half on his chest, curiously peering at the book in his hands.

"Brother, what are you reading?" Realizing the text was incomprehensible to her, she withdrew her curiosity and buried her face in his neck in defeat.

"Management books. Do you want to take a look?" Da Bao asked, holding the book in one hand while gently caressing the nape of her neck with the other.

"I don’t understand..." Nuonuo replied gloomily.

Whether it was the text or the content about management, she understood none of it.

Da Bao turned his face slightly and kissed her cute, tiny earlobe, "You don’t need to understand. As long as Little Treasure and I understand, it’s enough. You just focus on the youth literature or music theory books you like."

Da Bao spoke very naturally about taking over the Ji Family’s business and even splitting his attention to handle some affairs of the Yang Family, even though his parents always said they would respect his choice. However, he always felt it was his responsibility and right to do so.

But Nuonuo didn’t see it that way, "Brother, it’s hard on you!"

"Silly, I like this kind of life, so it’s not hard at all!"

For Da Bao, many things others found difficult to accomplish were easy for him, so busy and challenging work attracted him more.

Nuonuo recalled the dormitory warden mentioning he only slept four or five hours a day, and her heart ached.

"Brother, even if you like challenging work, you shouldn’t exhaust yourself. Didn’t Mommy always tell Daddy that his body belongs to her? It’s the same for you. Remember, your body is mine, and you must take good care of it. Don’t end up old and weak, making it hard on me!"

Now Nuonuo was quite clever, knowing her words carried little weight, so she borrowed Mommy’s words. Sure enough, Da Bao listened to her and was silent for a while before closing his book, placing her head onto his arm, making both of them comfortable.

"You’re right, my body is yours, and I’ll take good care of it from now on. I won’t let you suffer."

Nuonuo’s words made Da Bao recall when he was six and fell ill.

At that time, being young, his thinking and attitude were positively active. His optimism and positivity were not only to prevent Daddy and Mommy’s worries or sadness but largely due to ignorance of the future, which led to a lack of fear.

But he remembered clearly the helplessness and sorrow Mommy hid behind her smiles.

If he weren’t sick, Mommy wouldn’t have to endure such sadness and pain.

Therefore, for his family and Nuonuo, he indeed could not disregard his health for work.

"Although Doctor Dong said your health is no different from others, you still need to be cautious, you know?"

Da Bao’s childhood illness was not unknown to Nuonuo. After all, in the years that followed, Da Bao needed to take nutritional supplements and visit the hospital regularly for check-ups.

But precisely what illness, Nuonuo never knew.

It wasn’t that she wasn’t curious, but the Ji Family strictly avoided discussing it, so Nuonuo naturally didn’t pursue it.

"I know!"

Da Bao pulled the quilt up to cover them both, kissing her face and lips softly, "Let’s get some sleep because you’re sleepy too."

For Da Bao, it was indeed a bit early to sleep at this time, and since the two hadn’t seen each other in a while, spending the time sleeping seemed a bit wasteful.

But he knew clearly that nothing he could say would reassure the girl as much as going to sleep immediately would.

Sure enough, when the girl heard him say they should sleep, she immediately snuggled into his embrace. Then, as if remembering something, she leaned in to kiss his lips and wished him goodnight before nestling comfortably back into his arms, awaiting Zhou Gong’s call.

Da Bao thought it would take him a long time to fall asleep, but that goodnight kiss from the girl seemed to have a hypnotic effect, and soon he felt drowsy, his eyes closing gently, mentality gradually shutting down...

When he opened his eyes, the room was flooded with light, and the girl who had nestled into his arms the night before slept soundly in the same position as if nothing had changed.

Da Bao glanced at the clock; it was nearly seven.

He had promised to take her for morning tea, but seeing her now, it seemed Zhou Gong’s allure outweighed the temptation of delicious dim sum.