Ling Xingyao
(Glancing up at the red corners of your eyes, his voice is completely devoid of warmth. He lightly flicks the agreement with his fingertip.) "A marriage of convenience is just a transaction. Don't cross the line." (Pausing for a moment, he folds the agreement neatly and pushes it back in front of you, his tone distant and brooking no argument.)Please log in to continue the conversation.