My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 50: Got the Wrong Person_1

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Officer Luo, I’m just a small fry without grand ambitions, let alone as noble as you make it sound. If you decide on my request, give me a call,” Ye Xiong laid down and flashed a grin.

“Are you even a man?” Luo Weiwei fumed, her face flushed with anger.

“Agree to my request, and you’ll find out if I am a man,” Ye Xiong laughed heartily and left the police station.

Back at the hotel, Ye Xiong reported what had happened to Du Yuehua. Upon hearing that the poisoner had been captured, Du Yuehua was overjoyed since this would minimize the damage to the hotel’s reputation.

Fortunately, Ye Xiong had reacted quickly at the time, smashing all the fake reporters’ cameras, minimizing the harm of rumors. Otherwise, it would have been a fatal blow to the hotel.

“Xiao Mei has already gone to soothe the patient, and all the family members’ emotions are under control, nothing serious. This storm has passed,” Du Yuehua sighed in relief.

“I’ll settle the score with He Haodong sooner or later,” Ye Xiong said coldly.

As Du Yuehua’s gaze landed on Ye Xiong’s face, she suddenly smiled.

“Sister Hua, what’s wrong?” Ye Xiong came over and sat beside her.

“I owe you big this time; I wouldn’t have known what to do otherwise,” Du Yuehua said gratefully.

“So, Sister Hua, how do you plan to thank me?” Ye Xiong smirked.

Du Yuehua suddenly blushed, as if making a big decision, then suddenly leaned in and kissed Ye Xiong on the lips.

This initiative ignited a long-suppressed fire in Ye Xiong.

He switched from passive to active, lifting Du Yuehua entirely and placing her on the couch next to the office, pinning her down.

“The door’s not closed.”

Ye Xiong hurried over, locked the door, and then continued their frenzy.

Du Yuehua offered no resistance; she had long been prepared—even longing—for this moment. She closed her eyes, ready to endure Ye Xiong’s tempest.

“Sister Hua, I want to be your man.”

“Come then, love me.”

Ye Xiong was about to begin his tempestuous assault when suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Doo doo doo!

From outside came a knocking sound, and Xiao Mei called out, “President Du, I need to see you urgently.”

Du Yuehua’s face changed abruptly, and she quickly pushed Ye Xiong away, hurriedly getting dressed.

“Ignore her,” Ye Xiong said, his desire peaking, unwilling to stop.

“Ye Xiong, there’s time in the future. Please, get dressed quickly,” Du Yuehua pleaded.

Ye Xiong knew she was shy, and if they were caught having a secret affair in the office, she would die of embarrassment. Anxious, he quickly got dressed.

In his life, Ye Xiong had never dressed so quickly.

After getting dressed, Ye Xiong straightened up, walked to the door, and opened it.

“What are you doing here?” Xiao Mei came in, looking at Ye Xiong with surprise.

A man and a woman alone in an office, with the door even locked—how could people not think the worst?

“Ye Xiong and I were discussing important matters and didn’t want any leaks,” Du Yuehua said, fixing her hair nervously.

Xiao Mei looked at Du Yuehua, whose flushed face hadn’t faded, then glanced at Ye Xiong and held back from saying more.

“Right, what’s the emergency?” Du Yuehua diverted the conversation.

“After the poisoning incident, thanks to our timely handling, we’ve earned praise from various media outlets. Now, Jiangnan TV Station has decided to feature our hotel, which could be a great promotional opportunity,” Xiao Mei said.

“That’s great. This means the poisoning incident hasn’t just left our business unharmed—it could actually attract more business,” Du Yuehua said excitedly. “Then contact the news media quickly and let me know when the interview is.”

“The police also made a significant effort; they suppressed the negative media stories and even primed the TV station,” Xiao Mei added.

“I know all that, now please go,” Du Yuehua nodded.

As Xiao Mei was about to leave the office, she cast a glance at Ye Xiong before departing.

“Xiao Mei, is there anything else?” Ye Xiong asked seriously.

“You forgot to pull up your zipper.” Xiao Mei cast a disdainful glance and left the office.

Ye Xiong looked down and saw that his zipper was indeed not pulled up properly, having forgotten the most important thing in the hurry.

“I’m so embarrassed, my image is completely ruined.”

With her face red to the base of her neck, Du Yuehua ran up to Ye Xiong, pounding on his chest and scolded, “It’s all your fault. Couldn’t you wait until tonight? You just had to do it here, now Xiao Mei will surely be laughing at me behind my back.”

“So what if she knows? It’s no big deal.” Ye Xiong was nonchalant.

“You’ve got thick skin, so of course you don’t care, but I’m not like you.” Du Yuehua was so anxious her face was beet red, pacing back and forth, “What to do now, what should I do?”

Watching her rosy complexion, and recalling the unfinished madness from moments ago, Ye Xiong felt the urge rising again.

All of a sudden, he scooped up Du Yuehua and threw her onto the sofa.

“Since we’ve been found out anyway, might as well do it one more time!”

“No, you jerk, the door isn’t even locked!”

With a kick, Du Yuehua sent him tumbling off the sofa.

The interruption by Xiao Mei had completely spoiled her mood.

Ye Xiong walked out of the office dejectedly, cursing Xiao Mei’s ancestors in his heart. If not for her, he would already be getting it on with Sister Hua.

Back at the hotel, after making a round, Ye Xiong was ready to leave work.

Just then, he received a call from Luo Weiwei?

Could it be she had made up her mind, ready to agree to his proposition?

Ye Xiong was extremely excited, consoled in the thought that fortune comes to one’s aid when all seems lost. The fire stoked by Sister Hua now had an outlet, and the busty police officer was dropping into his lap. He had a date tonight!

“Officer Luo, do you like any specific hotel?” Ye Xiong asked directly.

“What?” On the other end, Luo Weiwei asked puzzled.

“Didn’t you promise to roll in the sheets with me? Right, which hotel do you like, what kind of sheets do you prefer, do you want to drink some red wine or something to enhance the mood?” Ye Xiong said proudly.

“Roll?” Luo Weiwei bellowed angrily.

“Weren’t you thinking of getting it on with me? Then what do you want from me?”

“Yan Li has escaped from the police station, killed three officers, injured two, and even took your files from the database, threatening to take revenge on you…”

“What are you police good for, you can’t even keep an eye on one person.” Ye Xiong was startled and cursing.

“Yan Li is no ordinary person!”

Ye Xiong immediately hung up the phone, sped downstairs, and drove towards his home at breakneck speed.

If Yan Li wanted revenge on him, he certainly wouldn’t go directly after him.

In the police files, the only person related to him was Yang Xinyi. If Yan Li truly caused trouble for Yang Xinyi, the consequences would be unimaginable.

“He Haodong, you’ve played me time and again, I’ll settle this score with you slowly,” said Ye Xiong through gritted teeth.

Upon arriving home, he saw Yang Xinyi’s car in the parking lot and watched her getting out.

Seeing her unharmed, Ye Xiong breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to walk over when his phone rang.

“Your wife is in my hands, if you don’t want her to be passed around before being sold to Africa as a prostitute, do as I say…”

On the other end of the phone, Yan Li’s hoarse voice came through.

Ye Xiong was about to scoff when suddenly he remembered, inside this villa, there was another woman, the busty cousin Tang Ning. Could Yan Li have captured the wrong person?

Just then, a scream came from the phone, “Cousin-in-law, come save me!”

It was the voice of the busty sister Tang Ning.