Guan Te ignored her and immediately covered her face, took the album, and ran to the counter. This was the problem of marrying a person working in the political sector of the country. Everywhere she went, she was always recognized not by what she did but by her husband's status. This was annoying to her. She watched as he moved to her counter too to cash out what he had paid for.
"I am sorry for asking. I just assumed you two were related. He apologized and, in return, offered to pay her bills. In the end, Guan Te agreed, and he paid her bills. He helped her with her shopping bag and dropped it into the car, which she pointed at. "Can we exchange numbers? It is difficult to find someone who loves the same genre of music as one does. I hope you do not mind."
