Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie's eyes scanned across the dishes near her. Then she smirked a bit as she laid her eyes on the raw trout. She hummed lightly and picked up a pair of chopsticks. She took some trout, dipped it in mustard, and then aimed it towards his lips.

"Here, open up," she said in a singsong voice.

Her friends looked at her as if she were crazy. It was shocking enough that she was feeding Carlos, but that much mustard? "Is that even edible?" whispered Kasie. She was cringing along with Jared and Dixon while Kristina tried to keep to her composure.

"Will he eat it though?" Kristina asked.

Carlos studied the mustard-wrapped trout before opening his mouth to eat it. Before Debbie could pull out her hand, she felt a hand grabbing her by the head. Her hand dropped the chopsticks as she felt Carlos' mouth pressed down on hers.

'W-What the hell!?' she exclaimed in her mind.

"OH MY GOD!" Kasie shouted. "I gotta take a pic and put it on WeChat!"

Jared, Kristina, and Dixon cheered and whistled at the scene upon them. She felt his tongue probing the food towards her mouth. The excessive mustard was already making her face red. It even made her nose sore and her eyes started to water. She had this strong urge to punch him but not right now.

She wanted to spit it out! But this man kept pressing on, making sure he didn't let her go.

'This isn't a kiss! Damn it!' she screamed in her thoughts. 'I really want to crush his balls right now!'

Her tears started to fall. Her hands trembled as she gripped his jacket. 'Looks like I didn't see that coming.

Hmph. Two can play this game!' Her grip loosened and she snaked her arms around his neck. A moment later, they were already making out passionately in front of their guests. She was gliding her fingers into his hair as his hand slipped from her head to waist.

The other four stared at the scene awkwardly.

Jared sighed, scratching his nape. When did Debbie get this soft?

going to eat each other?

"Oh my! Our Debbie is actually kissing Carlos Huo! How did she manage to unfreeze his cold

nodded, "I know right? Our Debbie has grown! She's now kissing a hot rich guy! Shouldn't we excuse ourselves?

making out. The rest looked at each other, shrugged, and then started to eat. After a while, Carlos finally released the struggling woman in

She picked up a cup of tea and drank it

herself another cup which brought her back to Earth.

and started eating. As if to comfort Debbie, he

his tone

going to fuck or something which is something I

he would have

his best friend, Debbie, and her husband, the powerful Carlos Huo.

even isn't herself anymore around Carlos Huo.' He drank some water to calm himself down. 'How much longer? This meal is frigging killing me, ' he fumed

spoke to

out a few cards from his breast pocket and presented them to Carlos. "Here

only said,

Carlos' permission, Tristan handed the four VIP cards for the fifth floor of Alioth Building one by one to Debbie's friends. He handed the first one to Jared.

the gilt card. He cheered and gave it a kiss. Then a thought rang in Jared's head. 'With this card, I can come to this place whenever I want. But why do I

care of Mr. Huo. I'll see you guys later,"

table too. Jared stood aside and waited for them to leave together. Next, Tristan went to Kasie. She grabbed the card and her purse and whispered to Debbie, "Girl,

only looked at her coldly as her thoughts went, 'You

if she refused it. Despite her reluctance, she still took the card and grabbed Dixon's hand before she said to Debbie, "Deb, now that we have this card, we can come here anytime. So we'll just leave you and Mr.

Debbie thought, as if making a hit list.

Dixon," Debbie thought hopefully, chewing her lip. She knew how honest and upright Dixon was. He was all she had!

Dixon. His hesitance caused Debbie to feel relieved.

Huo. You have been always a good friend to Mrs. Huo and it means a lot to both Mr. Huo and Mrs. Huo! Besides, I've heard that your brother is having some problems with transferring school. It's said that the new school's