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

Chapter 289: A Slap in the Face: Step Two

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“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.

His daughter was the host. As a guest, shouldn’t she give the host face and go along with the host to say that she was indeed not good at speaking English?

This way, not only did she give his daughter face, but she also gave herself face.

That was why they said that behind every brat is an indulgent parent who could not differentiate right from wrong.

When the guests heard Ye Caitang speak perfect Queen’s English, they immediately said in admiration,

“Wow, she speaks English really well.” “Oh my God. She says she speaks eight languages.”

“No, that’s not the point. Didn’t you notice?”

“Notice what?”

“That this young lady’s voice is like a yellow oriole out of the valley; so pleasant to the ears. It’s so pleasant that it can impregnate one’s ears. She’s so charming.”

“To be honest, I suddenly feel that Miss Diana’s face must be hurting now.”

“She just said that the girl doesn’t speak English and the girl immediately introduced the fact that she speaks eight languages in perfect Queen’s English.”

“Shut up. Can’t you see that Miss Diana is about to eat Miss Ye Caitang alive with her resentful and malicious gaze? You still dare to speak ill of Miss Diana?”

“Yes, yes, yes. Nowadays, telling the truth will get you killed quickly. Better shut up to stay alive.”

Diana heard the whispers of the guests and was seething with fury. She wished she could immediately cut off the tongues of those who mocked her.

There was a trace of undisguised hatred and jealousy in her eyes as she looked at Ye Caitang coldly.

“Miss Ye Caitang, although you can speak eight languages… I’m sorry, we’re not competing in languages that you can speak.”

“It’s singing.”

She said confidently as she looked in Qin Ruohan’s direction with a burning gaze.

“If you can’t beat me in singing, don’t forget that the winner can make a demand of the loser.’

She smiled coyly.

“If you lose, you must promise me one thing. Don’t be a sore loser.”

Ye Caitang looked at the resentment and greed in Diana’s eyes and nodded lightly.

“Sure. But on the other hand, it’s the same for you. You can’t go back on your word. You have to promise me something.”

Diana confidently made an “OK” gesture at Ye Caitang.

“No problem.”

She immediately urged Ye Caitang impatiently,

“I have a live band here. If you’re ready, you can give me the score. I’ll have my band play for you.”

“Is 10 minutes enough preparation time?”

Before she went on stage, she had prepared for it the entire day yesterday.

This little girl only had 10 minutes to prepare; she would definitely not be able to sync with the band. At that time, even if she sang well, it would not be nice.

What was the use of being able to speak multiple languages? She couldn’t sing..

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