Holding Su Bei's hand, Lu Heting took off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders. Surrounded by bodyguards, he walked through the crowd and got into his car.
The bodyguards fended off the reporters and fans, and the two of them got into the car. The windows rolled up, shutting out the noise and bustle, leaving only the quiet space.
Lu Heting was still holding Su Bei's finger. She tilted her head and smiled sweetly. "In the future, everyone will know that you're my husband. You won't be able to fool around even if you want to."
"Do you think I have any intention of fooling around? I can't wait for the whole world to know that I'm your husband so that more people will know my identity." Lu Heting laughed and rubbed his fingers on her face. At this moment, she had sharp eyebrows and thin lips. Her smile was extremely sweet, making people fall for her contradictory yet harmonious charm.
"You make me sound like a queen."
