"Not only do I speak English, but I also speak French, Russian, Korean, German, Spanish, Arabic… etc… Eight other languages."
"I can understand what you're saying. I just don't want to talk, that's all."
When Qin Ruohan heard this, a trace of pride and amazement flashed across his beautiful eyes. "…"
He had good taste in choosing a wife.
Qin Tian was stunned. "…"
Oh my God! Madam is so bada*s!
At the thought that Ye Caitang came uninvited and took the initiative to ask to be Mr. Qin's wife,
Qin Tian shed tears of envy. The tyrant Mr. Qin was truly very lucky.
When would the Heavens arrange for him to have a wife as outstanding as Madam?
Carl was shocked. The surprise in his eyes deepened, and his palms were sweating nervously.
A trace of resentment flashed across Mr. Ferguson's eyes. That damn lass was so tactless—what she did was a slap to his daughter's face in public.
