One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Chapter 2732: He can finally enjoy some peace and quiet.

"Mhm. If we put it up for auction, the minimum bidding price will at least be a few million." The maid told him this with a smile.

"…"

Baby Chu inhaled sharply before fearfully putting back the vase to its original place.

That was close! If I failed to catch it just then, would I have to compensate for it?

I saw on TV that such relics are carefully stored away in glass displays, though. At the very least, it shouldn't be placed in a random spot within a dining hall.

What if someone accidentally breaks it?

He asked with some trepidation, "Since it's an antique vase, it shouldn't be placed just anywhere like this. Shouldn't one be particular about its display location?"

The maid, however, nonchalantly replied, "The old master instructed us to place it there."

"Why?" He could not help feeling more baffled than ever.

"Because he thinks this spot looks good."

"…"

What sort of a reason is that!

The handsome uncle is so wealthy that he doesn't care where he places such relics? He won't even feel the pinch if they break?

I'm so jealous!

If I were as rich as him, I could afford to eat thirty steamed buns for breakfast and pig out on lunch meals without needing to worry about money!

Would that also mean I could eat all sorts of exotic delicacies?

Forgive him for his naïve thoughts, but he truly felt blessed at the notion of having adequate clothes to wear and an endless supply of food to eat every day.

…

By the time Gu Jinglian woke up, it was already nine in the morning. Due to his biological clock, rain or shine, he would always wake up at this time.

When the butler brought him his attire of the day, he could not resist asking, "Where's the boy from last night?"

"That kid has woken up long ago and is currently having his breakfast in the dining hall."

He cocked a brow, only to knit it with the other a moment later when he heard the butler asking, "What should we do with him, sir?"

Now that the little one has slept and eaten his fill, it's time for him to scoot off, of course.

I already made an exception for him by letting him stay for one night.

Thus, he instructed, "Get someone to take him to the police station after he's done eating his breakfast."

"Aren't you going to meet him before he leaves? He's been clamoring to meet you."

"No, it's annoying."

"Okay, I understand." The butler gave a bow and retreated.

The man lazily put his hands behind his head, then he flipped off the bed and walked into the living room, where he sat on the sofa and sipped the tea the butler had earlier prepared for him. It was his habit to drink some warm, nourishing black tea in the morning to help soothe his stomach.

The thought that the child would be sent away later set him at ease, for he could finally enjoy some peace and quiet.

…

After breakfast, the butler told Baby Chu that he would be taking him to the police station, but upon hearing that, a look of reluctance and vexation crossed the latter's face. "Where's that handsome uncle? I'm looking for him!"

"The old master has matters to attend to after his breakfast, so he isn't free to take you to the police station in person. He has, thus, assigned me to take you there."

As he studied the butler's expression, his eyes grew dim and his face fell in utter disappointment. Despite his tender age, he was quite perceptive; he somehow understood the meaning behind the adult's words.