Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Before grabbing her chopsticks, Debbie called Carlos. Just as she guessed, he was too busy to come back for dinner. Despite feeling a jolt of loneliness, she understood why. He had already abandoned his schedule to pick her up from the Southon Village. Earlier, he had received quite a few business calls, even in the car. All his time was devoted to either flirting with her or dealing with work.

After reminding Carlos of his meal, Debbie hung up and dug into her dinner.

She had to admit one thing—without Carlos at the table, she was free to do anything she wanted. She liked to play on her phone, but Carlos rarely let her do anything other than eat and talk to him. And he did precious little of the latter. Sometimes, there was little to talk about, especially with a man of few words. And she did love to mess around with her phone...

Debbie had just opened her Weibo app when her phone suddenly rang. It was Kasie calling.

After quickly swallowing down a mouthful of tasty soup, she answered in a happy tone, "Hi, Kasie!"

"Debbie! Did you see the top trending topic on Weibo?" Kasie was obviously excited, and her words came out in a rapid-fire jumble.

"Not yet. I just sat down for dinner. I was about to get on Weibo when you called. Something happened?"

"Yeah. Your husband made the headlines again! Carlos seems to have become a newsmaker. I don't know what you did to him, but it's almost like he's craving the limelight now. He used to issue takedown notices for stories about him, but not anymore."

'Made the headlines?' Debbie tensed up. "What did he do this time? Anything happened to him?"

"Well, you'd better read the news yourself. You're involved. You'd probably know better than I would." Kasie had scarcely finished her sentence before she hung up the phone immediately. Debbie had no chance to say a word.

With a torrent of doubts flooding her mind, Debbie clicked the hot topics list on Weibo. The topic "Carlos Huo is married" ranked first. The story had gone viral—a lot of people had seen this, and the number kept ticking upwards.

'Carlos Huo is married? Has our marriage gone public?' Debbie thought.

Her heart jumped into her throat. Losing her appetite, she put down her chopsticks and glued her eyes to the headline for several minutes.

After a long pause, she took a deep breath and mustered the courage to click the title. There were a few photos posted at the end of the article. Instead of reading the article, she took a quick look at the photos first.

photo was a full body shot of Carlos attending an award ceremony this afternoon. He was holding a trophy with a

hand holding the trophy. It was obviously meant to show

after the award ceremony. He was surrounded by a throng of reporters; his face had almost been buried amidst the microphones. Then, he was escorted to his car by

That one was secretly taken by paparazzi when Carlos walked

headlines. "Better put a ring on it! Carlos

wedding ring

thrust of the article was about how

on Carlos' finger and snapped pictures of it when he was on stage at the award ceremony. Even after the event, Carlos didn't answer any of the reporters'

the ZL Group's official account. Some of

was probably Mr. Huo's wife, and left comments to that effect. Tons of reporters wanted to interview the students of the Economics and Management School, but they couldn't, because the school was on

found them, some of these comments began to disappear. It

This was the second time people had gotten a look

Carlos' finger could make the Internet explode. Once again, it proved that he did have a huge

the crazy amount of comments. Her train of thought was interrupted by

"You read the news?"

"Hmm..."

announcing their marriage to the whole world. He wanted everyone to know that Debbie was his beloved wife. He had expected the news to get out.

gossip had already spread like wildfire, which was more serious than last time. Carlos felt so helpless. The PR department of his company had gotten a flood of calls about the viral posts. They were understaffed for that sort of thing, so the phone lines were all lit up, and many callers were on hold. The best way to stop

would be following his life this closely.

Debbie was confused by his question. 'Shouldn't his PR department be doing damage control?' she

"Do you think we should post our

the waves of rumors spreading on Weibo, she knew Carlos couldn't keep silent anymore. He had to post something. "Then tell everyone you are married.

a damn what anyone else thought. They had nothing to do with

and with tons of eyes on her, she'd be extremely nervous. She'd be hounded by paparazzi, and never have any time of her own. And even when she did, inevitably, there would be a hidden reporter, with a hidden camera, ready to sell his pic to any tabloid that would pay