Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Emmett watched Debbie's figure recede from view. He needed to get back in the car again and tell his boss what happened. Carlos, sitting in the back seat, didn't respond. It was what he had expected, though. He knew Debbie wasn't willing to let others know about their relationship. Every time they were in the midst of a crowd, she would act as if they were strangers.

Carlos had been away on official business for the last two months, and this was his first class after he'd come back. The classroom was fully stocked with his admirers. Debbie, sitting in the last row, gave her full attention to the man on the podium, her husband.

People all believed that Carlos was cold and detached, but Debbie knew that was not the case. It was a ruse that he adopted, to keep people at arm's length, to add to his mystique. Debbie had seen different sides of him—an angry Carlos, a gentle Carlos, an upset Carlos... Just like ordinary people, he had the full range of emotions. He could be cold and distant, yes, but also loving and warm.

He was just used to concealing his true feelings in front of strangers.

He was 28 years old now, yet he was a successful businessman. He was confident, strong and powerful—better than 99 percent men in the world.

Debbie couldn't help but wonder whether he was the favorite creature of God and he was born to be the winner. She felt so lucky she was his wife. She was lost in her own thoughts when the man's voice brought her back to her senses.

"Debbie Nian, please stand up and tell us what you've learned so far."

His voice was so cold that she immediately stood without any hesitation. She winked at Dixon, who was sitting next to her.

Lowering his head, Dixon whispered to her, trying to catch her up, "Mr. Huo has taught us AIP—automatic investment plan, and risk prediction..."

With a cunning smile, Debbie cleared her throat and repeated, "Mr. Huo, you've taught us AIP and risk prediction..." While she recited the litany that Dixon was helping her with, Carlos left the the podium and walked towards her.

The girls fixed their eyes upon him, looking excited. They even began whispering, "He's coming this way!" Some of them even took out their phones and took photos of his back or selfies with Carlos in the background. There was giggling and more whispering as they checked out their handiness with a camera.

When Carlos at last stood beside Debbie, Dixon shut his mouth and pretended that he was reading his book. He wasn't dumb enough to get caught.

Once Dixon stopped whispering to her, Debbie was unable to continue. With an embarrassed smile, she said, "T-That's all I can remember... I-I need to study more, huh?"

Carlos tapped her desk with his index finger and said in a cold voice, "Come up to the podium with me. Stay focused."

'Dang! Is he the same Carlos Huo as last night? He was so enthusiastic last night when he held me in his arms in bed. So warm, so loving. But now, he looks like I owe him a shit-ton of money!' she thought.

Staring at his back, Debbie stuck out her tongue and made a face before following him up to the front of the classroom.

Debbie stopped not far away from him. Suddenly, an idea struck her. While the other students were discussing something, she said in a low voice, "Mr. Huo, do you want to have lunch with me after class?"

cast a warning glance at her.

Flo has left." She

towering over

giggling and furtive whispers followed. "What are they

handsome. I wish

She just can't get enough! That bitch!

"

get Carlos' point. "Now what?"

Debbie shut her mouth, as she knew he was a man of

was silent, Carlos secretly heaved a sigh of relief and thought to himself, 'What a naughty girl to seduce me

over, Debbie approached Carlos and asked,

Carlos asked and looked at the girl.

go ahead. What time do

a dinner party at 6 p.m., but I'll be

it!' "Okay.

to him and then walked off with a spring in

it because her

his phone on the desk in front of Debbie and

message saying, "I'm going to a salon to get a makeover. Carlos and I have a party to go to." Some of the other members

and taunted Megan in her mind. 'It's just a party and she's attending it with my husband. Does she have to

phone and mentioned Megan in her comment, "But I

to take his phone

a

Han, did your brother

how did you know that? Are

Han, would you like to go out

"

late for Jared to delete the message. He cast a

arm to keep the phone

well saying, "I just called Carlos, and he says he's still