Mr. Qin, Your Mute Wife is a Full-Level Bigshot

Chapter 540 - 540: Mr. Qin’s Ulterior Motives

Translator: Atlas Studios    Editor: Atlas Studios

Qin Ruohan said: “Honey, are you playing dumb?”

“Or do you want to ‘work overtime’ tonight?”

Ye Caitangs ears burned. She pouted her red lips helplessly and replied:

“Fine, I’m thinking of you too.”

Qin Ruohan curled his thin lips in satisfaction before pursing them into a straight line.

“Good girl.”

The senior executive who was reporting the progress of his work saw Qin Ruohan’s sudden charming smile and suddenly forgot where he left off.

Reflexively, he repeated everything.

He had thought that Qin Ruohan—who was focused on his cell phone—would not know that he had repeated himself. Unexpectedly, Qin Ruohan suddenly reminded him coldly,

“You’ve already said this part. Next.”

“Yes, Mr. Qin.”

When the senior executive heard this, he wiped the sweat off his forehead in fear and reported with trepidation.

Qin Ruohan sent another message to Ye Caitang: “Honey, let me ask you one more question.”

“Go ahead,” Ye Caitang replied.

Qin Ruohan said: “A holder made for shoes is called a shoe box, a holder made for a ring is called a ring box… What do you call something that is made for the two of us?”

“If you answer correctly, you will be rewarded. If you answer wrongly, you will be punished.”

When Ye Caitang saw the question, she immediately replied with a smile:

“That’s easy. The answer is urn.”

Qin Ruohan: ‘

He suddenly felt that his wife did not have a fiber of romance at all.

Qin Ruohan replied: “Wrong. I’ll give you one last chance.”

Ye Caitang: “Coffin?”

Qin Ruohan: ‘

He concluded that this lass was terminal.

“Honey, the answer is… a match made in heaven.”

Ye Caitang wiped the cold sweat off her forehead and sent a row of ellipses:

Where did Mr. Qin get all these mushy stuff that had totally ruined his persona from?

Was this something an unromantic wornan like her could answer?

Qin Ruohan saw Ye Caitangs reply and concluded evilly:

“Honey, you’ve lost. Don’t forget to fulfill your promise tonight.”

Ye Caitang asked: “What did I promise?”

Qin Ruohan’s charming thin lips curled up evilly.

“The promise of punishment for the wrong answer.”

Ye Caitang:

This was awkward.

She knew it—Qin the Satan was up to no good when he asked these questions.

“I’ll pick you up later.” Seeing that Ye Caitang did not reply to his message, Qin Ruohan immediately followed up with another message.

Ye Caitang replied with one word, “Okay.”

After replying to Qin Ruohan’s message, Ye Caitang used the last five minutes to call Gong Ke r er.

“Hey, Ke’er. Is Tang Shihan still at your house?”

Gong Ke r er glanced at Tang Shihan who had just woken up.

“Yes, she’s still here. She just woke up. I brought her food, but she refused to eat.”

Ye Caitang said worriedly,

“Give the phone to Tang Shihan.”

“Okay.” Gong Ke r er immediately put the cell phone to Tang Shihan’s ear.

“Tang Shihan, Ye Caitang is looking for you. Hear her out.” She said playfully,

‘The two of us can hear her out together, if you don’t mind.’

“Sorry, it’s not convenient.”

Tang             took the cell phone and said lightly,

“Ye Caitang, what is it?”

Ye Caitang hesitated for a moment before saying,

“Tang Shihan, 1 went to report them to the mayor, but…” “The mayor said he needed the victims to come forward and report them,”

“Only then can they be convicted and brought to justice.”

Tang Shihan’s eyes reddened in despair.

“Ye Caitang, give it up.”

“Even if I’m willing to come forward, the other girls aren’t.”

“My parents always thought that I was a good kid—the hope of the family—and someone who could bring glory to the family.”

“If I bring this to the forefront, the media and reporters will definitely have a field day and I will be front-page news.”

“At that time, even if I can calmly face the abuse and suspicion, what about my family?”