云缨的欢迎会禁慢天堂

When Ye Caitang heard this, she suddenly sat up straight and looked at Qin Ruohan warily. Her fingers typed rapidly:

“Why do you ask?”

“I’m concerned about you,” Qin Ruohan said expressionlessly.

If this lass’ muteness was acquired, he wanted to find a top doctor to see if he could treat her voice.

Hearing this, Ye Caitang suddenly raised her eyebrows, her face full of incredulity. ‘

Dear, when you say that you are concerned about me, can you also show some concern on your face?

Did he think she would believe such an insincere answer?

She did not want to continue discussing this topic with Qin Ruohan. She suddenly stood up—picked up her cell phone—and typed:

“Mr. Qin, I’m full and very sleepy now. I’ll go upstairs to rest first… Goodbye.” Ye Caitang smiled and waved at Qin Ruohan before running upstairs.

Qin Ruohan:

Qin Tian looked at Ye Caitang’s departing figure in admiration. ‘

He never imagined the day would come when the powerful Mr. Qin was ignored.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly. The breeze carried the fragrance of flowers as it wafted into Ye Caitang’s room.

Ye Caitang thought about how she would be able to speak in the future. She got up happily and went downstairs cheerfully.

She put today’s dosage of Chinese herbs in her bag and wanted to go to the infirmary to ask Grandpa Zhang to brew the medicine for her.

As for why she did not brew the medicine in the Qin family’s kitchen, it was because she had been killed in her previous life for trusting the wrong people. In this life, she did not know much about the mysterious Satan, Qin Ruohan.

Therefore—for the time being—she did not want people whom she did not trust to know her true condition.

As soon as she went downstairs, she saw that Qin Ruohan was already sitting on the couch and reading the financial newspaper.

She suddenly stopped in her tracks and cursed silently in her heart.

She was still a hardworking student, but Qin Ruohan was already in the phase of old age.

Sure enough, there was a generation gap between an old man and a young girl. Just look at their living habits.

“Good morning, Mr. Qin.” Ye Caitang went downstairs and waved at Qin

Ruohan with her cell phone.

“Mmm.” Qin Ruohan nodded expressionlessly when he heard the voice on Ye Caitang’s cell phone.

Ye Caitang looked at the cold Qin Ruohan and suddenly felt that her enthusiasm had been wasted. ‘

She quietly went downstairs and sat down at the dining table. She picked up her chopsticks and started eating.

Breakfast was very sumptuous. There was dim sum, and various types of dumplings—soup, crystal steamed—soy milk, fried dough sticks, tea eggs… There were also sandwiches and toast…

As she ate, she wondered. Did Qin Ruohan have to eat so many dishes every morning? Wasn’t it too wasteful?

However, this also showed that he was rich and willful.

“Why didn’t you invite me for breakfast?”

Just as Ye Caitang was eating happily, a low and cold voice suddenly rang in her ear.

Ye Caitang:

Was there a need to invite him? Wasn’t the delicious fragrance of the food on the dining table a blatant reminder?

However, out of fear of Qin the Satan, Ye Caitang still answered obediently on her phone:

“I’m sorry, breakfast is too sumptuous. I couldn’t leave the table when I saw the delicacies, so I forgot to call you.”

She glanced at Qin Ruohan—whose expression was obviously darker than usual —and hurriedly added:

“Mr. Qin, please forgive me.”

“Okay, don’t do it again.”

Qin Ruohan sat opposite Ye Caitang with a dark face. He elegantly picked up his chopsticks and started eating breakfast.

Ye Caitang:

This arrogant attitude… Did he really think of himself as an emperor?

This was too much…