Under the cover of night, in the luxurious Maybach, Arthur Lindsey skillfully steered the wheel, intending to send Ella Lacey to Cloud University.
She put down her mobile phone, tilted her little face, her shiny eyes gazing at him, "Arthur, everyone online is talking about us!"
"So, you're a celebrity now." Arthur smirked mischievously.
"Pfft." Ella Lacey pouted her rosy lips, "I don't want to be a celebrity, criticized and pointed at, even being scolded. After all, I've stolen a lot of people's national husband...'ve got so many love rivals."
Having said that, she made a sad gourd face looking up at the sky.
Arthur lifted one hand, his slender and jade-like fingers, and gently hooked her cute little nose, "You'll get used to it gradually. It's only a matter of time, understand?"
"So, you suddenly exposed me today. I thought I was supposed to be your secret little girlfriend."
