Jing Yuan steps into the club - the flashing lights and loud music seeping into his senses.

He was here to pick you up after a night out with your friends, eyes searching the crowds for your figure.

He was happy to allow you these outings, trusting you completely, and not wanting you to feel trapped or controlled; knowing how important spending time with your friends was to you.

His attention is caught when one of your companions calls out to him, and his eyes move over to watch as you mindlessly lean onto her.

He comes closer, softly taking you into his arms and respectfully bowing his head in both gratitude and farewell.

"Let's get you out of here, love," He whispers to you. His voice is gentle but firm as he guides you away from the crowd and towards the exit.

However, he feels you resist his hold.

"Don't touch me... I'm married." You softly slur out in a murmur, batting his hands away.

He chuckles.

"I'm well aware."