Mr. Qin, Your Mute Wife is a Full-Level Bigshot Chapter 224: Mr. and Mrs. Qjn’s Awkwardness

Chapter 224: Mr. and Mrs. Qjn’s Awkwardness....
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Seeing that Qin Ruohan was no longer moving, Ye Caitang frowned and hurriedly kicked Qin Ruohan.
Qin Ruohan looked at Ye Caitang’s red face with his obsidian eyes.
Perhaps because she had guessed the reason for Qin Ruohan’s pause, the moment Ye Caitang met Qin Ruohan’s gaze…
She immediately looked at Qin Ruohan with a red face and mouthed:
“Don’t f*cking think too much. We fairies don’t sh*t.”
“Hurry up and pull up my pants.”
Qin Ruohan:
Ye Caitang saw the weird look Qin Ruohan gave her and could not help but want to find a hole to hide in.
Was she right in the head? Why did she say such a stupid thing?
She no longer dared to look at Qin Ruohan’s face. She immediately closed her eyes. Out of sight, out of mind.
Ten minutes later.
Qin Ruohan carried Ye Caitang gently into the extended bulletproof Lincoln.
Ye Caitang’s eyes remained closed the entire time; she did not dare to look at Qin Ruohan.
It was so humiliating just now. She was too ashamed to face anyone.
Qin Ruohan watched as Ye Caitang stuck her head in the sand and could not help but curl his charming and sexy thin lips.
Actually, it was a physiological need; it was understandable.
But, that part about the fairies… how did she come up with that?
Qin Tian—who was in the driver’s seat—looked at the rearview mirror in surprise. ‘
What happened to the high and mighty, cold and inviolable Mr. Qin, who had severe mysophobia? He was not afraid of getting himself dirty anymore?!
He helped Madam in the bathroom and he was still smiling so brightly.
Was Mr. Qin’s mysophobia for more than twenty years fake?
Recalling how Mr. Qin’s mysophobia had tortured and driven him and the other staff up the wall until they were on the verge of losing it in the past, Qin Tian silently looked up at the dark night sky.
A few minutes later, a luxurious Lincoln limousine made its way back to Royal View Star City Manor under the escort of more than 20 black cars.
Half an hour later, the mighty motorcade finally arrived at Royal View Star City Manor.
Qin Ruohan carried Ye Caitang—who was already asleep—back to his master bedroom in a princess carry.
He looked tenderly at Ye Caitang, who was sleeping with rosy cheeks. His slender fingers could not help but pinch Ye Caitang’s fair and rosy cheek.
Her skin was so smooth and soft. For some reason, his heart skipped a beat and he could not bear to let go.
If this lass was not asleep, he would definitely ask her how she broke her arms.
Qin Ruohan could not help but sit by the bed. He gazed at Ye Caitang’s strikingly beautiful face for a while before going to the bathroom to wash up.
He had an important meeting tomorrow, so he had to rest.
After washing up, Qin Ruohan—who had mysophobia—could not bear that Ye Caitang went to bed without washing up. He hesitated for a moment.
In the end, he used a hot towel to clean Ye Caitang’s face and hands.
Ye Caitang opened her eyes in a daze. A devilishly handsome face appeared before her eyes in an instant.
Qin Ruohan had always been expressionless, but his expression was unbelievably tender as he cleaned Ye Caitang’s face. Ye Caitang immediately thought that she was dreaming.
She smiled brightly at Qin Ruohan and mouthed silently:
“Qin Ruohan, you’re really very handsome.”
Qin Ruohan’s thin lips had just curled up when he suddenly heard the lass mouth the death-courting words:
“If I become the richest woman, I’ll definitely keep eight to 10 young models like you.. Surround myself with different types of pretty boys, hotties… and then…”