At night.
Ye Caitang—who had been forced to work the whole day—appealed to Qin Ruohan in distress.
"Mr. Qin, it's almost dark. Can I go home and rest?"
"Do you know you're my wife?"
Qin Ruohan frowned and said coldly.
Ye Caitang nodded immediately.
"Yes, yes, I know."
Qin Ruohan asked casually.
"Your husband's life is in danger. How can you still be in the mood to go home and sleep?"
Ye Caitang: "…"
Could she say that she did?
When she met Qin Ruohan's cold black eyes again, she suddenly thought of Qin Ruohan's terrifying lethality. Hence, she immediately suppressed her true thoughts obediently to save her life.
She silently glanced at the only bed in the VIP ward that was occupied by Qin Ruohan. She hesitated for a moment before typing and asking:
"But there's only one bed in the ward. How are we going to sleep at night?"
She glanced at the couch not far away.
