Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"I don't care where you are," Carlos answered nonchalantly.

Emmett's heart broke. "You should care. I'm your assistant, and I've worked for you for so many years," he retorted.

Carlos lit a cigarette, took a drag on it and blew it out. "I heard you've been at the cafe near the office the last couple days."

Covering his chest, Emmett said excitedly, "Boss, it's the first day of the Lunar New Year, yet you expect me to work. There's a reason I'm at this cafe. This is my 36th blind date, and she'll be here in ten minutes."

It was already late at night, but he couldn't even go back home.

"That can mean only one thing," Carlos said.

"What?" Emmett asked while working on his laptop.

"Your taste in women has improved after you started working for me."

"Isn't that a good thing I have better taste? As for my future wife, I hope she's at least half as pretty as Mrs. Huo, and at least half as cheerful. She doesn't need to know anything about martial arts. I hope she can learn yoga and dance...like Mrs. Huo..."

Carlos knitted his brows as he felt like Emmett had some special feelings towards his wife. "You like my wife, huh?" he pried.

Emmett was too focused on deleting negative comments under Megan's posts on Weibo to figure out what his boss was getting at. "Of course. She's a classy lady. She's so special, the one and only. You are so lucky, dude," he said casually.

"Emmett Zhong." Carlos' voice was as cold as ice.

A shiver ran down Emmett's spine. He raised his head to look at the central heating, which was still working. "Boss, I'm deleting the comments on Miss Lan's Weibo. These kids are so mean..."

'Why am I cold? That's weird, ' he thought.

"After the Lantern Festival, I'm reassigning you to L City's branch in D Country. Gay marriage is legal in D Country, and you can find a husband there. I'll ask the manager there to introduce you to some excellent men. I remember you seem to like... muscular men like Dwayne 'The Rock' Johnson. Don't worry. You'll find the perfect husband there," said Carlos.

Mr. Huo, why would you do that? Did I say

the phone, Emmett was desperate. Carlos had

he dialed Debbie's number. She must know how to cool

had turned off her phone. It went straight

himself across the face. 'I was such a fool. Why did I say

possessive when it

arrived at the cafe. When she found the table,

Zhong? Why are you doing that?" she asked.

this Taylor's date? Emmett

the girl before

looked around the cafe, then back at him. "Are you Taylor Mo's

phone out and checked the name—it was Taylor Mo. "You're

to her. "Wait a minute! You're Mr. Huo's assistant!

and changed the topic. "None of your business. But I

could do now was call Debbie and ask for her help. But she couldn't get through

didn't think Emmett had any proof

reaction had already sold her out. He turned his laptop and pointed at the screen. "See? You posted a comment, and I've been busy solving the problem for the last two days because of you. I had to do damage control on Mr. Huo's public image

assistant. Isn't this IT's job?" Kasie asked in

No one is still working but me! What's more, Mr. Huo only trusts yours truly." Emmett had a perfect reason to neglect his dates—he had to work for Carlos and had no time to chat. It made it hard to have a social life when he was on call 24/7.

at Emmett, Kasie pried, "Can you please not

"Why not?"

the comment, she decided to admit

nothing to do with me. I

eyes. 'He has his orders? He thinks he's a

her seat and said, "I only came here to pass on Taylor's message.