My billionaire husband spoils me too much novel Chapter 455

Christina's domestically-produced car was parked in the company's parking lot, so she had to ask the Hopkins family's driver to send her and Brianna to work this morning.

Christina sat vigilantly away from Brianna as usual. When she came back to the company to have a meeting with Penny and the others, she was excluded again. Anyway, she was not good at talking about discussing business, so she just left the meeting after listening to their heated discussion.

"Is Christina from the same family as that rich girl?"

"I saw them taking the same car back to the company today..." Coming out of the conference room, the two female anchors gathered together to gossip.

Walking behind them, Christina said coldly, "She picked me up halfway and brought me back to the company."

The two guilty female colleagues in front of her were startled. They turned to look at Christina and smiled awkwardly. "I see." Then they quickly left.

Christina stood there and looked at the small company which had about 20 people. She tutted, "Bad people gather in bad place."

It seemed that her words aroused the interest of the Ancient Coin in her pocket. "Then why are you wasting your time here?"

"I‘m killing time."Christina thought for a moment and really couldn't find any reason.

"You should go to Italy!"

"No."

Miss Dickens had always been straightforward in rejecting others. The Ancient Coin roared as if it now understood that it was not easy to persuade this woman to help it.

When Christina was about to get off work in the afternoon, she got a phone from Patrick, "What? You want me to accompany you to a charity party?"

She thought for a moment and found it strange. "Didn't you dislike these occasions before? Why did you suddenly ask me to go with you this time?"

"You are my wife," Patrick explained.

It is only right and proper for a wife to be her husband's female companion.

"Is there a conspiracy?" Christina felt a little strange. He usually wouldn't let her attend such occasions.

Patrick was speechless for a moment and then he said in a more forceful tone. "I'll wait for you downstairs at 6:00," he said.

"I don't want it," Christina immediately refused, "Don't come over..."

"Can't I see your colleagues?" Patrick was a little annoyed.

"The person in the limelight bears the brunt of the attack."

Christina explained to him seriously, "Anyway, don't come over. I'll drive over to IP&G by myself... No, it's even more congested at the IP&G during the rush hour. Hey, why do you have to let me go to the damn charity party? I have nothing to talk about with those rich women."

In the end, Christina made an order.

"Patrick, you're the big boss. Skip your work early to pick me up downstairs. Remember to park at least 500 meters away from the entrance of my company. It would be better if you park in dark alleys."

Patrick held the phone that had been hung up, speechless. She had learned to order him to do things.

"How did Patrick Hopkins like you?"

The coin in Christina's pocket suddenly asked her seriously.

Christina put away the documents on her table, ignoring the Coin as usual. "It's none of your business."

The Ancient Coin sneered, "You two get along so strangely."

"I really appreciate your concern for us." Christina sneered.

Having nothing to do in the afternoon, Christina killed the time in her office. She always felt that the Ancient Coin seemed to know her very well, and all her relatives.

Ancient Coin sneered, and then its misty voice disappeared.

Christina clocked out at about 6 o'clock on time. She went down to the first floor of the company and looked around, seeing a conspicuous silver-gray Rolls-Royce 800 meters away on her left.

Opening the door, she sat on the passenger seat directly.

Patrick leaned over to help fasten her seat belt. "Why are you so nice to me all of a sudden?" Christina was surprised. She thought that he would be grim-faced and unwilling to hide in this corner to pick her up.

Patrick drove immediately. "Am I usually bad to you?"

"It's not... It's just that you're usually too busy."

She felt that he had stayed at home longer after Derek came back.

Patrick didn't think about her thoughts. He looked straight ahead and told her, "I'll send you to the beauty salon to get your hair done and dressed up. The party doesn't start until 10 o'clock. What do you want to eat? I'll tell the hotel to pack the food up and send it over."

"Why do you rich guys like to hold a charity party in the middle of the night?" Christina kicked the expensive car in boredom.

"If you kick harder, I'll turn around and take you to the hospital."

Patrick didn't care much about the party. But he was really angry when he saw Christina kicking the carboard childishly.

Christina withdrew her feet and sat down obediently.

It was not far, but there was a traffic jam. Christina asked Patrick a question to avoid boredom, "Patrick, I want to keep a pet..."

"What kind of?"

"I don't know," Christina thought for a moment. "There are a few cute squirrels near Charles's house..."

A while had passed.

Patrick decided, "Then find someone to bring the squirrels home tomorrow."

Christina looked at him, surprised. It was stealing. Patrick was indeed a capitalist.

Some people had said that romance itself was a boring thing.

Romance could be two people sitting in a car in a traffic jam, talking about meaningless things.

The so-called charity party, in Christina's opinion, was a group of idle rich people gathering to drink, chat, and flatter each other.

In short, she did not like such a hypocritical and luxurious occasion.

"This is Hopkins family's granddaughter-in-law. Nice to meet you."