“Get in,” Jiang Beihan instructed after giving her a quick glance.

 Song Wenxin nodded, opened the car door, and got into the car obediently.

 “Give me your phone!” Song Wenxin had only just settled into her seat when Jiang Beihan turned toward her suddenly with his palm opened.

 Song Wenxin promptly stuffed the phone in her hand into her pocket, saying, “I thought you had already given it to me as a present.”

 So did he want to take it back now? He had said so himself that this was a phone that the help had discarded. There was really no reason for him to be so tight-fisted!

 “Give it to me,” Jiang Beihan repeated firmly, too lazy to explain further.

 Sensing that he was serious and not about to give in, Song Wenxin, feeling like a loser, handed over the phone.

 Jiang Beihan took over her phone, opened the contacts list, and swiped the screen a couple of times on the screen with his fingers. After that, he threw the phone back to her.

 “What did you just do?”

 She took back her phone and asked, looking suspicious.

 “In the future, you are not allowed to go anywhere with anyone, and you are not allowed to have a meal with anyone!” he instructed, changing the subject deftly and avoiding her question.

 What he said made Song Wenxin pause, feeling muddled, not really understanding what he meant.

 The “anyone” that Jiang Beihan had referred to–could he have been referring to himself?

 1She was well and truly confused. Did he not tell her himself that he wanted her to lunch with him? So now, why was he telling her not to be casual about having a meal with anyone?!

 Song Wenxin shot him a look of disdain before opening her phone to find out what he had done to it.

 She discovered that her list of contacts had been totally wiped out and that the only remaining number was that of Jiang Beihan’s.

 The contact number of her classmate, Zhang, which she had saved earlier, had disappeared without a trace.

 Had the number been deleted by Jiang Beihan?

 “How could you simply delete my list of contacts without my consent!?” Song Wenxin exclaimed indignantly.

 “Oh, there is one more condition to be added: you are not allowed to add anyone’s number!”

 Stunned, Song Wenxin finally realized who he meant when he alluded to “anyone” in his statements.

 So, he had not meant himself, but that classmate of hers!

 Song Wenxin was not at all pleased with his overbearing ways.

 Presently, he was not only interfering with her activities but had also proceeded to control her phone!

 “Don’t you know that it is very rude to meddle so casually with someone else’s phone?”

 “But you are not someone else; you are my wife!” Jiang Beihan kindly reminded her. They had already obtained their marriage certificate on the previous day!

 1She was now his legally married wife, not someone else.

 Caught unawares by what he had just said, Song Wenxin was momentarily speechless. But she did mutter in her heart that even married couples had to show mutual respect for each other!

 Not forgetting the fact that they were married in name only!

 With that thought, without even realizing it, Song Wenxin shot a glance toward the front of the car at Shangguan, who was driving.

 …

 Jiang Beihan’s sports car eventually rolled up and stopped at the front entrance of a restaurant in A-City that served Chinese Specialty Cuisine.

 “Get out of the car,” said Jiang Beihan, turning sideways to face Song Wenxin.

 Song Wenxin gave him a nod before turning to look at the Chinese restaurant.

 She had never imagined that Jiang Beihan actually preferred dining at Chinese restaurants.

 Once out of the car, they both entered the restaurant, while Shangguan stood at the same spot and did not follow them into the restaurant.

 Puzzled, she asked, “What about Shangguan?” Was he not going to join them?

 At that, Jiang Beihan shot Shangguan a look, which he quickly interpreted in a split second.

 “I still have something to attend to. Miss Song and Boss, please go ahead!” Shangguan said politely.

 1…

 The restaurant was divided into two levels, with the second level comprising the private dining rooms, commonly called havens.

 Jiang Beihan and Song Wenxin entered one of the havens and sat down.

 He picked a few light, bland dishes at random and passed the menu to Song Wenxin for her to make her choice.

 Song Wenxin browsed through the menu and selected a few spicy and richly flavored dishes.