After breakfast, Shen Xinglan followed Huo Shiyan back to their bridal suite—Silver Bay.
"Still upset?" Huo Shiyan smiled as he poked her forehead with his finger. He felt an irresistible affection for her when he woke up and saw her sleeping in his arms.
Shen Xinglan slapped his hand away angrily and glared, "You did it on purpose, I didn't expect someone of your status to behave like that."
Hearing her sour remarks, Huo Shiyan found it both amusing and frustrating. It seemed she was truly upset this time.
Seeing Huo Shiyan still smiling, Shen Xinglan grew even more irritated. She stood up and prepared to leave.
Huo Shiyan held her hand and gently said, "Lanlan, let's discuss where to go on our honeymoon together. Where do you want to go?"
"I don't want to go anywhere." Shen Xinglan declared without hesitation. Honeymoons were meant for lovers, not for couples like them who were just bound by a loveless marriage.
Yes, she called their marriage a marriage of convenience.
