The Long-awaited Mr Han

Lu Man saw far fewer countrymen the moment they left the plane.

Since coming here would have been too troublesome otherwise, Lu Man and Han Zhuoli had taken a private jet. It made everything seem so easy.

If they were to have taken the normal flight, there would have been many stopovers on other countries, and that would have been too cumbersome.

There were people waiting for them when they arrived, and they were brought to the VIP lane for customs clearance.

A chauffeur was also waiting for them when they left the airport. Everything had been planned nicely.

By now, Lu Man would be a fool to believe that Han Zhuoli had wanted to go on a honeymoon with her only on the spur of the moment.

Recalling how he was still pretending to discuss it with her the other night, Lu Man subsequently realized that this man had already started planning for this a long time ago.

To have arranged everything so perfectly and kept the secret to himself. To have rushed to complete his work so that he would have time to spend with her, to have a honeymoon with her…

But before this, not a single word was said. He had acted all innocent as if he had just thought of it.

In actual fact, he'd had it all planned out.

Han Zhuoli never let go of Lu Man's hand once in this crowded airport, as if he were afraid of losing her.

Tourists from all over the globe were dispersed in the airport of this archipelago—there were hairs and skins of every color, though most were largely-built Westerners.

Even the ladies were much taller. There were plump women, and there were also hour-glass-figured women.

But even the body structure of skinny Western women was also larger.

Hence, Lu Man appeared extra petite in this crowd.

Yet Han Zhuoli did not appear smaller or lacking in here; he was still as striking, able to catch anyone's eye.

As Westerners had prominent features, they were easier to spot in a crowd. However, Lu Man preferred the softer features of the Orientals.

But Han Zhuoli's facial features were more prominent than a typical Oriental. If one did not know him personally, he would seem like a stern person when he was not smiling, though if he was, that would make him appear even more attractive as well.

In this crowd, Lu Man felt that Han Zhuoli was the most unique. No one else could compare to him.

Han Zhuoli squeezed her hand. "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at your handsome face. There are people from all over the world here, but none of them can compare to you." Lu Man held his hand with one of her own while grabbing his arm with the other. "My husband shines the most wherever he goes."

Han Zhuoli looked at Lu Man, unable to stop his smile.

He did not care if he shined the most in the crowd, as long as he always shone in her eyes.

Lu Man smiled at him, saying, "Seriously, did you plan all this beforehand? You acted like you just thought of it and discussed with me."

If that was not the case, why would their journey have been so smooth thus far?

Even though coming to this archipelago from mainland China was troublesome, there was no lack of direct flights to here from other countries.

If they were to take a flight from mainland China, they would have to first fly to countries that offer the direct route to transfer flights.

Therefore, this archipelago was still an extremely popular vacation spot, and even the most expensive hotels were fully-booked.

There were no rooms available when Lu Man secretly checked yesterday. Hence, Han Zhuoli must have booked one a long time ago.

"So do you like this surprise?" Han Zhuoli held her hand tightly, interlocking their fingers. His handsome face was alight with anticipation, obviously waiting to be praised.

"I love it," Lu Man replied immediately. "Although I spend every day with you in B City, the feeling out here is different."

There were many things that she had not considered, but Han Zhuoli was always one step ahead of her.