Li Qiyun turned her head away, not looking at the mobile phone. Pressing her lips tightly, she said, "It's none of your business!"
A flash of anger suddenly appeared in Oslo's eyes. He clasped her chin with one hand, lifting it up, and stared into her eyes, saying, "You are using the name of the Oslo family to do things outside that I don't know about, and that has nothing to do with me? Are you sure?"
Li Qiyun's whole body shuddered, and she suddenly looked at him. She then relaxed again, suddenly curling the corner of her mouth, and laughed, "You already know, so why are you asking me?"
Oslo's thin lips were pressed into a line, his azure pupils reflecting her image, as he calmly said, "I only found out this morning, before that I didn't know what you had done. I didn't expect my dear Mrs. Oslo to be so busy that even during our marriage she couldn't spare time and went to trouble Ryan."
He really didn't expect Li Qiyun to make such a big move.
