Among the front rows’ cheering, Lu Man and Han Zhuoli’s standing together was extremely eye-catching.
Lu Man was the star of the award while Han Zhuoli was the star of the whole venue.
Yet when they stood together, they seemed so compatible.
Most attendees had no idea of their relationship, so they shook their heads in denial, feeling that they were overthinking.
When Liang Chengbing saw them, the scene felt familiar to him.
A scene he was well acquainted with flashed through his mind.
He finally knew what the thought he previously couldn’t grasp was.
During the road blockage, Han Zhuoli had said that his father- and mother-in-law were living in that sealed-off neighborhood.
Wang Juhuai and Xia Qingwei were there too!
And the woman standing beside Han Zhuoli was wearing a baseball cap and sunglasses, obscuring her features.
But looking at Lu Man’s silhouette now as she was standing beside Han Zhuoli, he felt that she looked increasingly like the woman back then.
Could she have been Lu Man, then?!
Shocked, Liang Chengbing immediately denied it in his heart.
Impossible!
It couldn’t be Lu Man!
How could it be Lu Man?!
If it was really Lu Man, why didn’t Han Zhuoli stand up for her these past few incidents?
Why didn’t Lu Man go public with their relationship?
Based on Lu Man’s smugness, with such a big backer like Han Zhuoli, how could Lu Man not have used him?
Not use Han Zhuoli to impress others?
He didn’t believe that anyone would be that foolish and low-key!
So it definitely couldn’t be Lu Man!
Liang Chengbing could only comfort himself this way.
Meanwhile, Lu Man was smiling at Han Zhuoli.
Han Zhuoli looked at her tenderly, having the barest hint of a hunch.
Lu Man had already stepped forward and hugged him.
Both arms around his neck, this was an action she was very used to, an action repeated countless times before.
Everyone was stunned.
My goodness!
Isn’t Lu Man too brazen?!
Is she trying to make some scandals about being with Han Zhuoli while she is an award-winner?
“How shameless!” Qiao Luna spat.
Many others were shaking their heads, feeling that Lu Man went overboard.
But what happened next caused everyone to disbelieve their eyes.
Not only did Han Zhuoli not push away Lu Man, he actually hugged her waist naturally.
His movements were so smooth, as if it had been done a thousand times over, not a hint of awkwardness anywhere.
What’s more, he smiled down at Lu Man, not a trace of anger in his face.
“You’ve thought about it?” Han Zhuoli asked softly, his pair of dark eyes looking at her, overflowing with warmth.
“Yes.” Lu Man nodded. “I don’t want to be so secretive. You’re so brilliant, you don’t belong in the dark. I want to let everyone know that you’re my husband and I’m your wife. I’m not afraid of rumors, I don’t care what they say about me, be it good or bad. I only care about you, and for any other important events just like this, I want to hold your hand as we walk the red carpet. I want to sit with you, and I want to be photographed with you publicly.”
Each and every one of her words struck him on the heart.
She knew all about his considerations for her.
And she was always being considerate of him as well.
Both of them were always thinking about the other party.
“How can I let you take the initiative for this type of matter?” Han Zhuoli said.
Lu Man did not understand, and while still in her confusion, Han Zhuoli already slanted his head.
Han Zhuoli’s hands were wrapped around her waist, and he suddenly lifted her up.
Lu Man was surprised and let out a little yelp.
But her exclamation was already drowned out by the collective drawn breath of everyone in the venue.
Han Zhuoli carried her with an arm, strong enough to hold her securely against him.
