云缨的欢迎会禁慢天堂

Qin Ruohan strode into the study. After drinking three cups of hot water, he slowly took a deep breath.

If not for the fact that he was afraid that the lass might be pregnant, he might have long lost control of the demon in his heart.

He picked up the document and tried his best to forget how that lass looked when she invited him for a shower earlier on. He tried his best to calm the inexplicable rage in his blood.

He wanted to work.

Alas… His mind was filled with the lass’s every frown and smile, as well as her dazzling performance on the stage.

At the thought of that lass, not only did his blood rage, but his body was as hot as magma. Even his heart couldn’t help pounding…

What was wrong with him?

Was he having a heart attack?

At the thought of this, Qin Ruohan instantly made a serious decision:

He would go to the hospital for a checkup tomorrow.

No, he did not have to go to the hospital for a checkup. He had a private hospital here. He could just call the doctor on duty and ask.

With this thought in mind, Qin Ruohan immediately commanded Qin Tian who was on standby,

“Give me the number of the doctor on duty today.”

“Sure, Mr. Qin.” Qin Tian quickly found the phone number and sent it to Qin

Ruohan as he asked curiously,

“Mr. Qin, I’ve sent you the phone number. Is someone sick?”

Qin Ruohan’s hand—which was about to pick up his cell phone—froze.

“No one’s sick. Prevention.”

If the doctor knew that he thought about a woman so much that he had a heart attack, wouldn’t that…

Wouldn’t that ruin his reputation?

Perhaps everyone would even laugh at him.

Then, the trending topics in the upper-class society would all be:

The crown prince of the Qin family, the one who controlled everyone’s life and death…

Had a heart attack from thinking about a woman.

At the thought of this possibility, Qin Ruohan immediately deleted the doctor’s cell phone number that he had just received.

“Qin Tian, don’t tell anyone that I asked for the doctor’s cell phone number.” Qin Ruohan reminded worriedly after deleting the cell phone number.

Qin Tian:

He looked at Mr. Qin’s lower body suspiciously and nodded expressionlessly.

“Yes, Mr. Qin.”

Could Mr. Qin be…

Impotent?

He wanted to ask the doctor, but was too embarrassed?

Why don’t I help Mr. Qin ask the doctor how to treat erectile dysfunction if there’s a chance?

At the thought of this possibility, Qin Tian patted his chest loyally.

“Mr. Qin, don’t worry. I won’t disappoint you.”

He decided to help Mr. Oin ask the doctor tomorrow.

Such illness must not be delayed. What ifMadam couldn’t get her “happiness” and cuckolded Mr. Qin?

Qin Tian’s loud reply gave Qin Ruohan a scare and he looked at him in confusion.

“That’s good.’

Why did Qin Tian look a little weird?

Qin Ruohan—who had been in no mood to work because of Ye Caitang—calmed down because of Qin Tian’s interruption.

He began to work efficiently.

Half an hour later.

Ye Caitang wiped her long wet hair with a dry towel as she walked into the bedroom.

She walked into the bedroom and realized that Qin Ruohan had returned.

Qin Ruohan had already taken off his silver-framed glasses and was sitting in an armchair. He seemed to be reading the news on his cell phone.

Without his glasses, he had suddenly transformed from a genteel scum to an aggressive Qin the Satan.

One was refined and handsome, while the other was wild and cold.

Two totally different sides of Qin Ruohan, but she was still charmed.

D*mn it!

Seductive beauty!

She did not want to be so superficial, but Qin Ruohan was so perfectly seductive that she could not help but…