In the afternoon, inside the wedding suite of a recently married couple, Lu Lian was in the midst of getting ready. She turned to the man already dressed in a sharp suit and inquired, "Could you please tell me where we're headed?"
Ming Rusheng met her curious gaze with a mysterious smile as he picked up his phone from the table. "You'll find out soon enough once we get there."
"Then quit with the questions and come with me," he helped her with her dress, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Or I can think of more interesting uses for that lovely mouth of yours."
She playfully shrugged his hands away. "Don't be such a pervert at this hour," she teased, then went to the mirror to give herself one last check. "Otherwise, don't blame me if I decide not to join you."
He grinned and held her hand firmly. "I'll hold you to that for later," he replied, leading her towards the door. "But for now, let's go."
