Li Qiyun stared into his eyes without backing down and countered, "Do we need to go on a honeymoon?"
In Oslo's eyes, a storm was brewing. He tightened his grip on her wrist and asked, "What do you think!"
Li Qiyun avoided his gaze first and turned away, calmly saying, "I don't think it's necessary. Our marriage was a deal from the start. The content of the deal didn't include a honeymoon, so there's no need to waste each other's time."
"A deal? Terms? Li Qiyun, in your eyes, is everything in your life a transaction? Whatever you want to do, you depend on whether it's included in your inner deal. If it's not written, it's an invalid transaction, and you ignore it. Even if it's common human instincts, here with you, you can still overlook it if it's not specified in the contract terms!"
Every word from Oslo was filled with malice, a vicious interrogation.
