Married to a Millionaire

Chapter 8

The airport facilities were so modern that Jennie was dazzled.

Lisa explained everything to her in a low voice, like a tour guide. The spacious hall was brightly lit. The tall man and petite woman walked side by side, one bending down to speak and the other listening intently. The listener would occasionally express surprise or nod and smile. From afar, they looked like a couple in love.

After over ten minutes, Jennie finally saw the airplane she would be boarding for the first time in her life. She thought the plane looked a bit small from the outside, but since she had never seen one before, Jennie prudently held back her opinion for fear of embarrassing herself. Once on board, she was thoroughly confused to find that the plane only had a handful of seats. She whispered to Lisa, "Does the plane only carry seven or eight passengers at a time?"

Lisa held back a laugh, but the amusement in his eyes was about to spill over. "Have you heard of private jets?"

Jennie had not, but now she understood based on the literal meaning.

She lowered her head and walked to the window seat, pretending to look outside, embarrassed about making a fool of herself.

The man sat down next to her. Jennie turned her face so close to the glass she was nearly pressing against it.

"We're about to take off. Let me buckle your seatbelt for you," Lisa considerately offered.

Recalling the seatbelt situation that morning, Jennie's ears turned red. She quickly declined his help, lowering her head to find it herself.

However, the airplane seatbelts were different from the ones in cars. Jennie was stumped again.

Lisa took the seatbelt and helped buckle it around her waist, avoiding her chest area. Jennie still felt rather awkward.

Lisa opened his laptop to check for any new developments today.

Jennie's attention was drawn to it once more.

Lisa introduced her to social media and helped her register an account. "Think of a nickname," he said.

Put on the spot to come up with a name, Jennie's mind went blank.

Staring at her, Lisa's long fingers typed a few characters in the nickname field: Cinderella in Crystal Shoes.

Of course Jennie knew the story of Cinderella. She stared at the nickname for a few seconds before suddenly pouting and pointing at the screen, indicating she wanted it changed. She didn't like such a high-profile nickname. One look and people would think of Cinderella, but she wasn't a real-life Cinderella.

"You don't like those high heels?" Lisa entered the password on his own.

Jennie was still agonizing over a nickname and didn't notice anything amiss with him inputting the password. By the time she wanted to suggest the high heels, the screen already displayed a successful registration message.

"If you really don't like this nickname, you can change it," Lisa said as he opened the editing page and gave her the final say. "I can switch it if you truly don't like it."

Jennie fell silent. The nickname Lisa chose did sound quite nice.

"Then we'll use this for now." Lisa followed Jennie first. Just as he finished following her, a new email came in. Lisa taught Jennie how to log in on mobile, while he handled his business correspondence first.

Jennie browsed Lisa's page and saw his verified account stated he was the CEO of Manoban Group. She then clicked open Lisa's most recent post from five months ago commenting on something. She saw many mentions of a "Diana," plus a bunch of people calling Lisa "husband," saying Diana was unworthy of him. Some defended Diana, describing her and Lisa as a perfect match.