Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

The girl was one of Carlos' fans, so Debbie signed his name as well, right next to hers. She also drew a heart between their names.

Looking at her work, she flashed a broad smile and handed the pen and notebook back to the girl. "Done. I hope it's okay. My writing's a mess."

"Thank you, Mrs. Huo. Er, can I call you 'Debbie?' You're so down to earth. Thanks for the autograph!"

Before Debbie could answer, more pens and notebooks were put in front of her for her to sign. She wondered if she would get cramp in her hand before she finished.

Actually, Debbie felt a lot more comfortable and happier with these young girls. Compared to those fake women at the expo, these girls were cheerful and real. Coming from a noble family didn't guarantee that a person had a noble personality. In fact, it was often the opposite.

Suddenly, a light bulb went off in Debbie's head. With a cunning smile, she told Carlos' fans, "Well, my husband looks cold and uncaring, but he's actually a nice guy. If you ask him for autographs, I'm sure he'll do it."

"Really? If he says no, can you help us out, Mrs. Huo?"

"No problem. But he's busy right now. Not sure when he'll be done," said Debbie.

In stunned disbelief, the security guards looked at Debbie, who was busy chatting with the girls. She was so nice and unpretentious. She sounded like she was happy to be there, and they got the sense that it wasn't an act. They'd never been assigned to guard a celebrity who was so amiable and easy to approach.

And she was not just some actress or pop star, but Carlos Huo's wife.

At the expo, a security guard sprinted into the main hall and found Carlos, who was discussing business with a few guests. "Mr. Huo, your wife's being mobbed by fans..."

Carlos set his glass on a nearby table. "Thanks. I'll check it out." He then turned to Tristan. "Take your men and find two popular stars. Make it obvious they're around. Then split them up. That should keep the fans busy chasing them rather than my wife."

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

signatures. All of a sudden,

and Carlos walked towards Debbie, the picture of

popular celebrities left the building in two different directions, just as Carlos had ordered, and their fans followed after them in a hurry. This effectively

the way, Carlos managed to get close to Debbie quite easily. He pulled her into his arms and said, "I thought I

The fans yelled and screamed at the top of their lungs as

had to scream to be heard. She stood on tiptoe to

"I'll come with you."

the girl whom Debbie had talked with asked excitedly, "Mrs. Huo, you promised you'd get Mr. Huo to sign autographs. I've been

practically in tears because she

since you were in the military. We need your autographs." However, Carlos' bodyguards intervened. They stood between Carlos and the fans, making them stand two meters

the scene from Carlos' arms, mouth agape. 'Wow, these are really intense fans. They've liked him longer

was so overwhelmed that she couldn't breathe. She passed out and fell to

"Someone passed out! Help! Help

startled. She grabbed Carlos' sleeve, and then had a better idea. "Someone

his men to call an ambulance. Then he unbuttoned his suit and got down on

He rolled up his suit jacket, and used that to elevate the fan's legs above her heart level to avoid swelling. Debbie fell in love

eyes, blinking from the sudden influx of

a wet napkin from a bodyguard and began to

Huo

a great guy! He's a

Debbie had promised them she would have him sign autographs for them. He took a notebook from a nearby fan, and signed his name.

heart between them. A satisfied smile spread across his lips. Her tiny gesture put