Lu Xiaoyou chuckled, "If we get snapped, then so be it. Any media daring enough to openly write rumors about us would probably be asking for their hands to be chopped off."
The whole nation knows she belongs to Long Xiliang. Just the thought of fabricating a story about her being close to another man would get intercepted before it could even be published.
Being cut off isn't the worst part. Dragging down the entire news department, now that's truly tragic.
As they both walked into the hotel, Lu Xiaoyou heard the sound of camera shutters clicking.
She wasn't bothered, secure in her role as Long Xiliang's woman, bold and fearless.
They didn't book a private room and chose a spot by the window instead.
Since it wasn't mealtime, there were only two or three tables occupied in the high-end restaurant.
As Lu Xiaoyou entered, someone recognized her.
"It's Xiaoyou!"
"Who's that guy next to her? He's so cute!"
"Should we go ask her for a photo?"
