Treasure Hunt: Tycoon's Priceless Runaway Wife-Chapter 884 - 882: If You Don’t Marry Me, Who Else Would You Marry?

Chapter 884: Chapter 882: If You Don’t Marry Me, Who Else Would You Marry?

In early May, the film crew was planning to head out for outdoor filming.

Nuonuo was packing her luggage, while Da Bao helped her. Originally, it was supposed to be Le Tong helping, but Da Bao sent her off to accompany their dad.

"The temperature in D Province is still quite low, bring a few thick coats and sweaters," Da Bao advised while helping her pack daily essentials, as Nuonuo organized clothes in the wardrobe.

"Okay, will you be visiting the set, Brother?"

Even though Little Treasure had been working at the Ji Family for several months, Da Bao always seemed busy.

"I’ll try my best..." Da Bao was uncertain.

"It’s okay if you don’t come, I’ll have to return by the 18th****, which is just half a month away."

Honestly, for two people in love, not meeting for half a month is quite hard.

Sure enough, five days into filming on location, Da Bao couldn’t resist and adjusted his work schedule, had his secretary book a direct flight to D Province.

The filming location was over a hundred kilometers from the airport, and Da Bao had made arrangements with friends in D Province who had a car waiting for him outside the airport.

Da Bao declined the driver’s offer, borrowing the car to drive himself to the filming site.

He hadn’t informed Nuonuo of his trip, nor had he mentioned it to Tian Fang. Thus, when Nuonuo saw Da Bao in the hotel restaurant, the spare rib she held with her chopsticks slipped onto the table in shock.

"Director Sun, borrowing someone from you!"

Before Nuonuo could react, Da Bao had pulled her to stand up and taken the chopsticks from her hand.

"Alright, alright! Si Han, go keep your brother company." Director Sun waved his hand and readily agreed.

Da Bao asked Director Sun to find some people to help unload a few boxes of fruit and food from the car, saying they were home-grown from friends.

Once the crew had taken the fruit and food, Nuonuo got into the passenger seat, buckling up while curiously looking around. "Is this car rented?"

"It’s my uncle’s..." Da Bao meant his uncle, not Yang Sheng, but rather Le Tong’s sworn brother Zhang Yi in D Province.

Over the years, Zhang Yi’s farm had grown more successful, opening many direct chain stores in D Province. Le Tong hadn’t mentioned Nuonuo’s trip to him, fearing it would trouble him.

"Oh, so where are we headed now? You haven’t eaten yet, right?"

Since the last time Da Bao visited the filming set, Nuonuo had stopped asking why; she understood he visited because he missed her!

Driving with Nuonuo, Da Bao didn’t go far, likely not really caring about the food but wanting a chance to be alone with Nuonuo.

The car stopped at a restaurant, they got out; Da Bao affectionately brushed her cold cheeks, asking with concern, "Are you getting used to it?"

Nuonuo slightly tilted her face, her eyes like a mist-covered lake gazed at Da Bao, "Well, the hardest part is not seeing you."

Da Bao’s hand around her waist tightened slightly, unable to resist pecking her lips softly.

Luckily, Da Bao was very rational; otherwise, this little girl might not have been able to eat her meal.

The restaurant’s decor seemed ordinary, but the dishes were quite special and tasted great, which was delightful for Nuonuo, who had been eating plain meals with the crew.

Initially, Da Bao smiled as he added dishes for her, but seeing her gobbling food heartily made him feel more tender and affectionate.

"Is the crew’s food really bad?"

Da Bao refilled her soup bowl; the whole meal, he focused solely on adding food and soup for her.

"Yeah, I’ve never tasted such awful food."

Nuonuo always thought she wasn’t picky about eating, she ate everything at home.

Yet she forgot that at home, Aunt Guan and Mommy were the cooks, and though Aunt Guan’s skills weren’t as good as Mommy’s, they were naturally much better than outside delivery.

During her time filming, Le Tong specially prepared her lunch bento; only after arriving for outdoor shooting did she realize the crew was often too busy to eat more than a sandwich.

Especially for her and Fang Kai, they needed to film all scenes for their ten-day leave ahead of schedule, the intensive filming was tough on her.

"Actually, there’s no rush for the vacation, we can wait until your summer break," Da Bao looked at a noticeably thinner Nuonuo, regretting not stopping her travel proposal earlier.

"But I want to spend time with you!" Nuonuo said, cheeks puffed, looking like a manga character’s Q version, so adorable that Da Bao couldn’t resist kissing her again.

After kissing, Da Bao licked his lips to savor, "Hmm... such a strong cheese taste."

Nuonuo blushed, grabbing a sweet and sour rib, chewed a few times, leaned over to kiss Da Bao, then shyly asked.

"What about this one?"

Da Bao smiled slyly like a crafty fox, licking his lips thoughtfully, "Hmm... a sweet and tangy flavor..."

Nuonuo couldn’t help but smack him, "You think this is yogurt? Sweet and tangy..."

Seeing her embarrassed and angry look, Da Bao couldn’t stop teasing her, "Of course not yogurt, it’s the taste of love!"

The dinner stretched longer than usual; after playfully finishing, it was near ten o’clock. They settled the bill and got into the car towards the hotel where the crew stayed before Nuonuo remembered something important.

"Brother, where are you staying tonight?"

Da Bao chuckled, teasing her, "Wherever you stay, I stay too!"

Nuonuo had never realized how cheeky her brother was; she glared at him and instinctively replied, "If anyone’s getting married, it’s me! Don’t you know anything?"

Da Bao couldn’t help laughing aloud, while sitting in the passenger seat, Nuonuo blushed and mumbled, "I wasn’t wrong; even if you’re willing, Dad and Mom wouldn’t allow it."

Da Bao finally stopped laughing, pinching her cheek, "Oh, how adorable is my wife? Can’t wait to marry me? Pity you’re not nineteen yet, you have to wait until you’re twenty-two, such a headache!"

Nuonuo got teased into a mix of anger, annoyance, and embarrassment, "What are you so smug about? Maybe by the time I’m twenty-two, I won’t want to marry an old man like you."

"Silly girl, haven’t you heard ’Men are like flowers at thirty-one’? In three years, you’ll be twenty-two, I’ll be twenty-eight, it’s the prime time for a wedding!"

Nuonuo prided herself on her debating skills, but facing Da Bao, she often stumbled over her words.

Seeing her quiet, Da Bao confidently added, "Besides, who else would you marry if not me?"