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

Chapter 32: You Don’t Want This Hand Anymore?

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Gu Junyi glared at Ye Caitang and said angrily.

“How can a lowly ugly freak like you joke around?”

If it weren’t for the fact that there was something strange about Ye Caitang, he would definitely beat her up so badly that her mother wouldn’t recognize her any more!

Ye Caitang casually took out the book she needed for the next class and then casually typed.

“Who said I was joking with you?”

Gu Junyi’s face turned ashen when he heard that. He immediately raised his hand and was about to smash it at Ye Caitang’s small face. Ye Caitang suddenly looked at the incoming fist and suddenly smiled strangely. She pressed her phone and spoke.

“You don’t want this hand anymore as well?”

Gu Junyi froze when he heard this. He glanced at his other black, numb, and painful hand and immediately retracted his intact hand. He angrily snarled out a threat.

“I’m going to tell my uncle that you took advantage of him and even crippled my hand.”

“I’m going to ask my uncle to skin you, peel off your tendons, and chop you up to feed you to the dogs.”

When the students heard Gu Junyi’s bloody threat, they were so frightened that they broke out in cold sweat and looked at Ye Caitang sympathetically.

On account of them being classmates, they were still willing to raise money to give Ye Caitang a wreath.

“If you can’t beat others, then look for their parents. Do you think you’re a three-year-old child?”

Upon hearing this, Ye Caitang smiled coldly and typed casually.

“If you don’t think it’s embarrassing, I’ll be embarrassed for you.”

“Don’t tell others that you’re my future nephew.”

Gu Junyi: “…”

Everyone: “…”

Everyone unanimously came to the conclusion that Ye Caitang was indeed a mentally ill person. She would never return from the path of seeking death.

Gu Junyi’s face was as black as the bottom of a pot as he glared at Ye Caitang.

“If you continue to spout nonsense, do you believe that I’ll destroy you even if I forego the use of my hands?”

This damned mental patient was simply testing the limits of his patience again and again.

Ye Caitang glanced at Gu Junyi’s dark fist and took out a black pill that looked like a chocolate bean. She shook it in front of Gu Junyi.

“You’re definitely going to call me Aunt today.”

She typed on her phone.

“Come, Nephew, call me Auntie. I’ll give you this antidote and tell you a secret about yourself.”

“You’re a fucking psycho.”

Gu Junyi only replied angrily.

“Let me tell you, even if I forego my hand, I won’t call you Aunt. Give up.”

Ding, ding, ding…

Just as Gu Junyi finished speaking, the bell for class suddenly rang.

Ye Caitang only glanced at Gu Junyi coldly.

She saw the worry in Gu Junyi’s eyes and curled her lips slightly. She typed casually.

“Since you’re unwilling to call me that, forget it. Class is starting anyway.”

“When the class is over, your hand will be completely crippled and you will become a real disabled person.

There’s no need to thank me for making your dreams come true.”

“You…” Gu Junyi clenched his fists.

He glared at Ye Caitang before slamming the table angrily.

“I can go to the hospital to find a doctor. It’s not like my only option is to ask for your antidote!”

“Let me tell you, Little Mute, the grudge between us has been formed.

Just you wait. Yours Truly will definitely make you pay the price.”

After saying this, Gu Junyi kicked his table with a bang and immediately turned to leave.

Seeing this, Ye Caitang didn’t say anything. Instead, she looked at Gu Junyi’s back and silently took out her stationery to prepare for class.

If Gu Junyi went to the hospital to take a look at his hands, he wouldn’t come to school in the afternoon, right?

As long as he avoided the school premises in the afternoon, then the bloody scene half an hour after school will not happen, right?