Chapter 822： Why are you angry?

She really hadn't thought that Qin Ruohan, a person who cherished words like gold in the past, could be verbose like this.

"Don't run, don't jump, call you if you want to eat, call you if you have something to do, call you if you feel uncomfortable..."

Qin Ruohan nodded in satisfaction when he heard Ye Caitang finish accurately.

"Just remember."

Immediately, he gently pressed a kiss on Ye Caitang's forehead.

"Be good at school."

Ye Caitang glanced impatiently at the time on Qin Ruohan's watch.

"I'm really going to be late."

Qin Ruohan, who immediately pushed away, turned and got out of the car.

Qin Ruohan suddenly asked in a loud voice against Ye Caitang's back in dissatisfaction.

"How long do you have for the final exam?"

After the exam, the little things should be ready for vacation, and he doesn't need to be worried anymore.

"It's coming, it's coming." Ye Caitang waved to Qin Ruohan without turning her head back.

"You go back first."

Qin Ruohan: "..."

The little thing with no conscience turned his head at him.

Sure enough, I didn't care about him at all.

If he has a child in the future, does he still have family status at all?

Qin Ruohan suddenly frowned and began to worry about his future family status.

"Hey……"

after an hour.

presidential palace.

Qin Ruohan was late, and Ye Ming immediately welcomed Qin Ruohan into the study respectfully.

"Master Qin, our President has been waiting for you for a long time."

Qin Ruohan nodded lightly.

"Ok."

Qin Tian glanced at it silently, high-cold, cold complexion, Qin Ruohan, who was not allowed to breathe all over his body, couldn't help sighing in his heart.

He very much doubted that the long-winded Lord Qin he saw at the gate of the school before was not the same person as the cold-hearted Lord Qin in front of him.

After Qin Ruohan entered the study, Ye Ming closed the door of the study and stood beside the president.

Qin Tian also uttered a protector gesture, standing behind Qin Ruohan.

The president sat on the sofa for the guests and looked at Qin Ruohan.

"Finally willing to come?"

Qin Ruohan sat down lazily on the sofa, and responded lightly.

"Ok."

Ye Xingyao looked at Qin Ruohan's taciturn and cold look, and he doubted whether the person who called him last night was Qin Ruohan himself.

"Do you know that your wife spent more than nine billion dollars on you casually?"

Qin Ruohan took the tea the butler poured for them and took a casual sip.

"Well, I heard it slightly."

"Aren't you angry?" Ye Xingyao looked at Qin Ruohan with an obscure expression on his face.

"Some of this money is something you can hardly earn after thousands of years of peril, and some are also the wealth that your Qin family has accumulated after several generations."

Qin Ruohan raised his sword eyebrows, put down the tea cup in his hand, and glanced at Ye Xingyao indifferently with cold eyes.

Does the president underestimate his wealth and business acumen? Is it too much to spend this money on my wife?

"Why are you angry?"

He played with the purple clay teapot and teacup, and said lightly.

"Aren't men earning money just to spend for their wives?"

"My wife doesn't work hard to spend money, how can I have the motivation to work hard to earn money?"

Ye Xingyao: "..."

He suddenly had an urge to vomit blood.

As the president, he is not as rich as Qin Ruohan as a businessman. Who can understand his pain?

With a cold expression in his eyes, he took a sip of his teacup, and said solemnly in the tone of the person who came over.

"Women are not so petted by you."

"You spoil her like this, and one day she will climb on top of your head to dominate and not put you in your eyes."