As soon as she said that, Lu Xiao: "..."
When he spoke again, his voice was faint as he murmured an acknowledgment, his tone deep: "I can find him, but don't think that this will make me overlook the fact that he is a man."
"Ha? A man, you're not only overestimating him, but underestimating me. You don't know that actually, there are some women chasing—" me.
Before she could finish the last word, Wen Xian hurriedly snapped her mouth shut.
"Some women chasing what?"
Lu Xiao slowed down the car, his eyes like the evening sky, gradually settling into a dark hue.
His face was devoid of any expression.
Feeling the icy gaze sweeping over from beside her, she quickly averted her eyes, chuckled dryly, and said, "What else could they chase? They're just calling me 'hubby'. But you don't have to worry; those are just fans, and that's how fans address me, as a term of endearment, but privately I don't even know them…"
By the end of her explanation, her voice had dwindled into a mumble.