Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Carlos' only comment was, "What a good wife!"

Two days later, an eight-million-dollar Maserati was delivered to the villa. Debbie realized that Carlos took everything seriously. After that, she made a mental note to think before opening her mouth.

Right now, she wandered around in the garage, searching for a cheap car, but it seemed that the Porsche Cayman was the cheapest one among them.

She got the keys to the car from a locker and sped away from the manor in the Porsche.

When she reached the Shining International Plaza, her friends were already waiting for her. She was the last one to arrive. Jared placed his phone close to her face and complained, "Look what time it is! I got out of bed so we could go shopping, and I end up waiting for half an hour. My ass is frozen!"

Dixon cast him a sidelong look and was ruthless in exposing his lie. "Actually, I and Kristina have been waiting that long. You just got here. You've been here maybe five minutes tops."

Embarrassed, Jared took his phone back and wrapped his arm around Dixon's neck. "I'm your friend. How could you do that to me? I'll kill you."

Debbie always had a good time when she was with her friends. "Hey, big guy, don't bully Doctor," she laughed.

"Right. You won't lay a hand on Tomboy, so you bully my boyfriend instead. Cut it out, Jared!" Kristina pulled Dixon out of Jared's grip and massaged his neck.

The rest of the group giggled.

It took a long time for Kasie to decide what to buy for her boyfriend. Then they walked into a clothing shop. While the girls were trying on some clothes, the boys played games on their phones as they waited. The nice thing was that the chairs had charger cords that were compatible with their phones. So they were able to maintain a charge while playing some of the more intensive games. The chairs were comfortable as well.

When the picture revealing Carlos' marriage was exposed to the public, Debbie accidentally set the fashion trend.

in the pic that was posted on his Weibo page, both

them some white clothes. She thought it was actually wild. Usually, people were seen mixing

wasn't odd at all to ask for white clothes. What surprised Debbie was some of the conversations revolving around the clothing.

thing for white sweaters, but I'm sure he doesn't hate them. So if I wear something like that,

Huo and I have similar figures. If I wear my hair in a bun and put on a white sweater and a pair of casual shoes like she was wearing, people might think I'm

shoes? Have you seen the price tag?" her companion sneered.

because even she herself didn't know how much that pair of shoes cost. They were given to her. It was Carlos' money, and he seemed to

woman retorted, a trace of anger in her

going to cough up that

it was,

chest to steady it. "Wow! Mr. and Mrs. Huo

her clothes, her shoes, her diet and so on. The walk-in closet in the manor was huge, but even so,

knew Carlos wouldn't settle for anything but the best. Yet $17, 999 for a pair of shoes?! That sounded a bit ridiculous, not to mention the fact that she had tons of shoes .She had bins stacked up against the walls. Each one

assistants stared at them, weirded out. Kasie then jumped excitedly and remarked, "Hey, call me if you

closet alone would cost millions of dollars. 'What was Carlos thinking?' Debbie was no rare beauty, no fashion plate. She knew men found her attractive, but she didn't think she was worth all that fuss. There were plenty of knock-off brands that looked exactly the same as some of these designer ones. There was no reason to drop

to find some rare and pricey stuff to

she remembered this, she was thinking that was why her closet was so expensive. Carlos had never told her how much any of those things was worth. He might not answer even if

shop, Debbie still felt the whole thing was surreal. Carlos had done too much for her. She

streets, Jared spotted a barber shop and dragged Dixon inside without even asking him. When the girls saw Jared again, they almost choked. If they were carrying beverages, they would have done a spit take.

so many colors adorning his head, Jared was definitely the most dramatic person in the mall. Everyone was looking at him. He liked being the center of attention, and today

away from him as soon as they walked out of the shop. However, as if oblivious to the stunned look in his friends' eyes, Jared stalked towards the girls, gloating, and made sheep's eyes at them while stroking