The Long-awaited Mr Han

Lu Man would not be simply a student then. She would be swamped by ambitious students who wished to become popular.

Hence, both of them decided to wait until Lu Man did not have to attend school—which was at least her junior year—before holding their wedding to let everyone know that she was his wife.

"Let's have a honeymoon first. After our wedding, we'll have a second honeymoon," Han Zhuoli said.

"When?" Lu Man asked.

Han Zhuoli had thought about it. "Before university starts."

"But school starts in a week." Lu Man counted the days. "And don't you have work too?"

She knew how busy he was.

Getting him to rest for three or four days was impossible, let alone going for a honeymoon, which required a longer period of time.

"Ever since the Chinese New Year break, I've been finishing up all possible work to free up at least seven days. I'll help you apply for leave for a few days from school. You just have to start a few days later." Even without Han Zhuoli's intervention, the university would have agreed to Lu Man's request.

"Okay, then. I'll consider our honeymoon destinations tomorrow," Lu Man said sleepily.

"Think now," Han Zhuoli said eagerly, unable to sleep and not willing for Lu Man to sleep.

Especially when he was satisfied and full of energy.

Lu Man even suspected that this man had mastered some "harnessing yin to strengthen yang" technique; or else, how could he be increasingly energetic?

"Any places you wish to go to?" Lu Man asked as she yawned.

She had no suggestions at all.

In both lifetimes, she had never traveled overseas once.

Lu Man only experienced domestic traveling due to work related to Lu Qi, but she was always so busy working she never had the chance to properly enjoy the sceneries.

"Visiting local cities won't be convenient for you," Han Zhuoli said, twirling a lock of her hair with his finger. Many people would recognize Lu Man. "So we should travel overseas, to places where no one will recognize us."

Han Zhuoli's finger slid down along her back as he suggested slyly, "How 'bout an island?"

At that time, Lu Man would definitely wear a bikini.

Utterly exhausted, Lu Man did not hear Han Zhuoli's words. She merely agreed with whatever Han Zhuoli said.

"Then tomorrow, you'll stay at home and pack our stuff. We'll go the day after tomorrow." Han Zhuoli had it all planned out. There were plenty of islands to visit where they could just sign their visas upon landing and depart with only their passports.

Almost asleep, Lu Man was not even sure of what she was agreeing to.

Come morning, Lu Man was still sleeping while Han Zhuoli was about to leave.

He woke Lu Man, who grabbed his arms. "Are you leaving already?"

"Remember to pack our luggage today," Han Zhuoli ordered.

Finally fully awake, Lu Man recalled that she had agreed to the honeymoon details in a daze.

Two days later, they left.

Even up until they'd boarded the plane, Lu Man still had not recovered.

Just because it was Lu Man's first marriage, it would be a poor move to assume that she would not know anything.

Other couples went for their honeymoon trips only after lengthy discussions to decide the destination.

That was unlike the two of them, who suddenly wanted to go on a honeymoon trip, all packed and ready to go in just two short days.

Moreover, they were boarding Han Zhuoli's private jet with no one else.

From the moment they left for their trip onwards, the two of them had perfect quality time—it was the start of their honeymoon.

Although visas were signed upon landing, the place Han Zhuoli chose was quite far. Hence, airfares were more expensive and not many people were there.