He's done pretending, he's laying it all out. He's longed for this day, where he could not only hold her hand in public but also unabashedly call her "wife."
Previously, he kept quiet, not out of fear, but because their relationship, in the grand scheme, was steered by him, but on minor issues, he fully respected Xia Siyu's opinions. If she didn't want to make it public, they hid it; if she wanted to reveal it, he would naturally be unexpectedly ecstatic!
He also wanted to speak up just now, but Xia Siyu spoke too quickly; she finished, and the reporter picked up, leaving no space for him to interject. Now, as he finally squeezed to her side, he naturally had to protect her.
He passed an arm behind Xia Siyu, this time not just a token gesture, but openly resting on her back. His assistant followed up, clearing a path for them and ushering them out.
Even though they managed to escape tonight, the reporters were still unsatisfied.
