Treasure Hunt: Tycoon's Priceless Runaway Wife Chapter 817 - 815: A New Olive Branch (Second Update)

Da Bao kept his promise and, after Nuonuo obediently finished her al, ordered her an extra-large portion of ice cream.

Nuonuo enjoyed the creamy, tasty ice cream, her cheeks puffing out like a little frog, making Da Bao, sitting opposite her, really want to pinch her.

Thinking like this, his hand reached over and pinched her cheeks, which had beco much thinner than before.

"Wow, you’ve lost weight..." After over ten days without seeing her, Da Bao realized her chin had beco sharper.

"Ugh... End-of-term reviews are intense..." Nuonuo stated the fact calmly.

"Makes my heart ache. Luckily, exams are over now. Do you want to go anywhere tomorrow? I’ll take you out for so fun!"

Da Bao had been busy these several days himself, needing to finish all his work to free up the weekend to spend ti with the little girl.

"I want to sleep!" Nuonuo spoke with sincere pity, her big eyes sparkling with the strong desire for sleep.

Da Bao felt both sad and amused, the force he used to pinch her cheeks naturally becoming gentler, filled with love as he watched her gleefully finish the extra-large portion of ice cream.

"On the way back, let’s stop by the specialty store and buy so ice cream to keep at ho." Da Bao suggested in a gentle voice.

Le Tong doesn’t manage the children’s affairs much, but when it cos to ice cream, Le Tong never approves of the kids eating too much. However, Da Bao, knowing this act would definitely invite a round of complaints from mommy, still wanted to spoil Nuonuo properly.

"Really? Thank you, Brother!" Nuonuo’s eyes shone even brighter. If not for the table in the middle, she would surely jump over and kiss him to show her gratitude.

"Excuse , are you Miss Si Han?"

A rough voice suddenly interrupted, causing both Da Bao and Nuonuo to look up.

At the table, stood a middle-aged man in his forties. His attire was ordinary, but his eyes were bright and spirited; one look, and it was clear he wasn’t just anyone.

Nuonuo’s eyes flashed with surprise because she never thought she’d be recognized; after all, she had been a spokesperson for so long, and nothing like this had ever happened dostically.

"Si Han? Who is that?" Just as Nuonuo was about to say sothing, Da Bao spoke first, his handso face full of puzzlent, as if it was the first ti he’d heard the na "Si Han".

The middle-aged man focused intensely on Nuonuo’s face, muttering to himself, "Could I have mistaken it? It’s really similar!"

Da Bao’s gaze sharpened, and he stood up to block the man. "Sir, I think you must have mistaken us for soone else. We don’t know anyone nad Si Han!"

Da Bao’s tone was extrely displeased, mostly because the man recognized Nuonuo, but also because of the way the man looked at Nuonuo, like she was rchandise.

Having one’s treasure appraised like rchandise would bother anyone, especially young people with a strong sense of possession like Da Bao!

The middle-aged man wasn’t as tall as Da Bao and felt the young man’s strong aura and pressure as he slightly raised his head, wanting to see the little girl’s face but couldn’t because the tall youth blocked him completely.

"Oops... Young man, you must have misunderstood. I’m not a bad person. I just think she really resembles a model nad Si Han..."

Da Bao’s gaze was icy, narrowing his eyes at the middle-aged man.

"She’s not Si Han, please don’t disturb my lovely date! Can you?" Although Da Bao was domineering, he preferred diplomacy before force.

The middle-aged man turned away, disappointed.

That unpleasant little episode didn’t have much impact on Da Bao and Nuonuo because they were still imrsed in the joy of reuniting, sharing endless secrets and doing countless new things.

Nuonuo, the little girl, didn’t really care about the incident and rely thought the man had seen her print ad abroad, considering him a fan, just barely.

As for Da Bao, though slightly uneasy, he soon got busy with work again after two days and completely forgot the matter.

Until the day Nuonuo returned to school to collect her grades; as she ca out, she unexpectedly found Zhang Ziweng standing by the car picking her up.

"Sister Ziweng, why are you here?"

When not working, Nuonuo rarely contacted Zhang Ziweng, given that as a high school student, she had very demanding studies.

"Yes, I’ve co to talk with you and invite you for lunch, is that alright?"

It wasn’t a weekend; Le Tong and her husband were at work, Da Bao still in M City, and Little Treasure, already on holiday, remained in Beijing to help Uncle Yang Sheng manage business. Returning ho now would an spending ti alone, either taking a nap or playing with the pets.

"Sure, thank you, Sister Ziweng."

Despite being invited for lunch by Zhang Ziweng, Nuonuo didn’t take her car, opting for a driver accompanied instead. Zhang Ziweng had long been accustod to this and followed in a car after Ji Family’s car to the arranged restaurant.

"Is it about the advertising contract?"

Having just sat down, Nuonuo went straight to the point. She recalled her contract with the brand was due to expire in October, and previously, Mr. Mai had already communicated with Nuonuo and her family that they would extend the contract under the original terms for another year.

But Nuonuo understood that it was just a verbal agreent and that until the contract was signed, it was subject to change.

"No!" Zhang Ziweng imdiately shook her head, denying her guess, "You’re hungry, right? Let’s eat first and talk slowly after you’re full."

Although in a rush, Zhang Ziweng dared not neglect Nuonuo; after all, she couldn’t afford to let the Ji Family’s daughter go hungry.

Nuonuo didn’t inquire further, ordering her al and finishing it quickly, then looked at Zhang Ziweng, ready to listen.

Having dealt with Nuonuo for four years, Zhang Ziweng knew the girl appeared simple, but when needed, she was extraordinarily perceptive.

After all, she was the Ji Family’s daughter; even if her intellect didn’t match her brothers’, her shrewd and ticulous mind was far beyond ordinary peers.

"Si Han, aside from modeling, are you interested in acting?"

Nuonuo paused, holding the water she was about to drink, placing the cup back on the table, "Acting?"

Though she didn’t have a clear future path like Da Bao and Little Treasure, it was certain acting was not part of what Zhang Ziweng ntioned.

"Yes, there’s a youth-thed movie here. I’ve read the script; it’s a nice story. The female lead is a sixteen-year-old blossoming girl, much like your image. Are you interested in trying it out?"