Chapter 412: Fair, Beautiful, Long Legs
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qin Ruohan’s charming thin lips suddenly pressed against Ye Caitang’s red lips.
Before Ye Caitang express her surprise, Qin Ruohan straightened up and touched the top of Ye Caitang’s head dotingly.
“Good girl…”
Old Mr. Qin’s jaw dropped.
Wasn’t his grandson aromantic and avoided women like the plague?
The servants looked at Qin Ruohan in shock as if they had seen a ghost.
Their young master took the initiative to kiss a woman.
Were they seeing things, or were they hallucinating?
They remembered very clearly that there was once a woman who wanted to seduce Mr. Qin and he kicked her into the crocodile pool without any trace of sympathy.
Ye Caitang was baffled. “…?”
Why did he say that she was a good girl?
Qin Ruohan’s deep and husky voice—which was very mellifluous—suddenly rang in the air. It quickly answered Ye Caitang’s doubts.
“Grandpa, my wife just said that she would rather die than divorce me.”
Ye Caitang widened her big eyes in surprise.
“What?!”
When had she ever said that?
Did the level of Qin Ruohan’s lip-reading skills drop and he had misunderstood?
She hurriedly tugged at Qin Ruohan’s sleeve, wanting to write on his palm.
Dear, you have misunderstood.
But before she could write on Qin Ruohan’s palm, her whole hand was held by Qin Ruohan’s large hand domineeringly and forcefully.
It was over. She could not clear her name now.
When Old Mr. Qin heard Qin Ruohan’s answer, he slammed the table angrily and looked straight at Ye Caitang.
“Girl, would you really rather die than divorce my grandson?”
Qin Ruohan said calmly,
“Grandpa, my wife is timid. Don’t intimidate her.”
“I didn’t ask you. Shut up,” Old Mr. Qin shouted at Qin Ruohan impatiently.
“Girl, I asked you a question. Speak up.”
Ye Caitang glanced at the expressionless Qin the Satan beside her. After thinking about it over and over again, she pointed at her throat. She shook her head gently, indicating silently:
“My throat hurts. I can’t speak for the time being.”
When these two gods fought, she did not want to be caught in the crossfire. She wanted to avoid lightning.
When Old Mr. Qin saw Ye Caitang’s gesture, he glared at Qin Ruohan in shock and anger.
“Rascal, what’s going on? Why did you get a mute as your wife?” Qin Ruohan poured a glass of warm water for Ye Caitang.
“Grandpa, she’s not mute. She just has a sore throat and can’t speak for the time being.”
Just as Old Mr. Qin was about to speak, a clear and graceful voice suddenly rang in the air.
“Ruohan, don’t lie to Grandpa.”
“I heard from Qin Shi that you married a good-for-nothing little mute.” “Although I don’t know why you want to marry this good-for-nothing little mute, I hope…”
“You can think twice and take your marriage seriously.”
Si Manting held Old Mrs. Qin’s arm and slowly walked into the living room.
Ye Caitang sized Si Manting up quietly.
She was dressed in a ladylike pink dress with luxurious jewelry adorning her neck and ears. Her chestnut-colored hair was permed.
Standard, fair and beautiful long legs.
At the thought that Si Manting and Qin Ruohan were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, she felt an inexplicable ache in her heart.
Old Mrs. Qin looked at Ye Caitang critically. There was obvious displeasure on her face.
“Rascal, I’ve long heard that this little girl is still in high school, and…” “She’s also an academically-challenged student who scores big fat zeros every year.”
“This little girl can’t even compare to a strand of Manting’s hair.. Why must you marry her?”
Chapter 412: Fair, Beautiful, Long Legs
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qin Ruohan’s charming thin lips suddenly pressed against Ye Caitang’s red lips.
Before Ye Caitang express her surprise, Qin Ruohan straightened up and touched the top of Ye Caitang’s head dotingly.
“Good girl…”
Old Mr. Qin’s jaw dropped.
Wasn’t his grandson aromantic and avoided women like the plague?
The servants looked at Qin Ruohan in shock as if they had seen a ghost.
Their young master took the initiative to kiss a woman.
Were they seeing things, or were they hallucinating?
They remembered very clearly that there was once a woman who wanted to seduce Mr. Qin and he kicked her into the crocodile pool without any trace of sympathy.
Ye Caitang was baffled. “…?”
Why did he say that she was a good girl?
Qin Ruohan’s deep and husky voice—which was very mellifluous—suddenly rang in the air. It quickly answered Ye Caitang’s doubts.
“Grandpa, my wife just said that she would rather die than divorce me.”
Ye Caitang widened her big eyes in surprise.
“What?!”
When had she ever said that?
Did the level of Qin Ruohan’s lip-reading skills drop and he had misunderstood?
She hurriedly tugged at Qin Ruohan’s sleeve, wanting to write on his palm.
Dear, you have misunderstood.
But before she could write on Qin Ruohan’s palm, her whole hand was held by Qin Ruohan’s large hand domineeringly and forcefully.
It was over. She could not clear her name now.
When Old Mr. Qin heard Qin Ruohan’s answer, he slammed the table angrily and looked straight at Ye Caitang.
“Girl, would you really rather die than divorce my grandson?”
Qin Ruohan said calmly,
“Grandpa, my wife is timid. Don’t intimidate her.”
“I didn’t ask you. Shut up,” Old Mr. Qin shouted at Qin Ruohan impatiently.
“Girl, I asked you a question. Speak up.”
Ye Caitang glanced at the expressionless Qin the Satan beside her. After thinking about it over and over again, she pointed at her throat. She shook her head gently, indicating silently:
“My throat hurts. I can’t speak for the time being.”
When these two gods fought, she did not want to be caught in the crossfire. She wanted to avoid lightning.
When Old Mr. Qin saw Ye Caitang’s gesture, he glared at Qin Ruohan in shock and anger.
“Rascal, what’s going on? Why did you get a mute as your wife?” Qin Ruohan poured a glass of warm water for Ye Caitang.
“Grandpa, she’s not mute. She just has a sore throat and can’t speak for the time being.”
Just as Old Mr. Qin was about to speak, a clear and graceful voice suddenly rang in the air.
“Ruohan, don’t lie to Grandpa.”
“I heard from Qin Shi that you married a good-for-nothing little mute.” “Although I don’t know why you want to marry this good-for-nothing little mute, I hope…”
“You can think twice and take your marriage seriously.”
Si Manting held Old Mrs. Qin’s arm and slowly walked into the living room.
Ye Caitang sized Si Manting up quietly.
She was dressed in a ladylike pink dress with luxurious jewelry adorning her neck and ears. Her chestnut-colored hair was permed.
Standard, fair and beautiful long legs.
At the thought that Si Manting and Qin Ruohan were childhood sweethearts who grew up together, she felt an inexplicable ache in her heart.
Old Mrs. Qin looked at Ye Caitang critically. There was obvious displeasure on her face.
“Rascal, I’ve long heard that this little girl is still in high school, and…” “She’s also an academically-challenged student who scores big fat zeros every year.”
“This little girl can’t even compare to a strand of Manting’s hair.. Why must you marry her?”
