My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

The speaker was a short man who, at this moment, was looking at Ye Xiong with a face full of mockery, completely ignoring the anger blazing within him.

Ye Xiong stood up and walked towards a group of burly men.

“Doesn’t know whether he’s coming or going, give him a taste of his own medicine,” the man with the wide mouth shouted.

Thereupon, the short and stout man stepped forward and threw a fierce punch at Ye Xiong’s face.

The punch was only halfway through when suddenly a figure flashed in front of him. The short man hadn’t even reacted when he was kicked hard in the stomach, doubling over in pain; he didn’t even know how the other person had made his move.

“You dare hit my brother?”

Ye Xiong lifted the short man by his collar, slapped his face repeatedly, over a dozen times, until the shorty’s entire face was swollen like a pig’s head. Then, with a kick to the man’s stomach, he sent him flying a few meters away.

This was all over in an instant. By the time the wide-mouthed man and his party could react, the short man was already out cold.

“You little punk, do you know who we are? Offend us and you’ll definitely meet a terrible end,” the wide-mouthed man bellowed loudly.

“First of all, it’s you who will meet a terrible end.”

Ye Xiong advanced with large strides, swinging his fists left and right. In a short while, all of the little hooligans around the wide-mouthed man were lying on the ground, not a single one able to stand up.

For Ye Xiong, dealing with this trash was no different than stepping on a few ants.

“I’m warning you, we’re underlings of Brother Bao from the XiBei Guild. If you dare touch me, Brother Bao won’t let you off,” the wide-mouthed man, having witnessed Ye Xiong’s ferocity, quickly invoked Lu Bao’s name.

Slap!

A palm struck his face, spinning his huge body around. Ye Xiong coldly asked, “What did you just say your gang was called?”

“XiBei Guild!”

Slap!

Another slap on his face, Ye Xiong asked again, “I didn’t hear you clearly just now, who are you with?”

“XiBei Guild.”

Slap!

The third slap sent several of the wide-mouthed man’s teeth flying.

The wide-mouthed man finally understood that this guy was not afraid of the XiBei Guild, or rather, he was picking a fight with the people from the XiBei Guild.

“Go back and tell He Bao and He Haodong, I will settle this account with them sooner or later,” Ye Xiong said coldly.

“Who on earth are you?” the wide-mouthed man exclaimed in shock.

Anyone who could speak to He Haodong in such a manner must be no ordinary person.

“Didn’t He Haodong send people to turn Jiangnan City upside down looking for me? How could he forget me so soon?” Ye Xiong sneered.

The wide-mouthed man was shocked; he finally realized who this guy was. He was clearly the one who had disrupted Young Master He’s wedding. Afterwards, he heard that Scarface had sent people to capture him, but instead, they got a severe beating. He had never imagined he would run into him here.

What rotten luck!

The wide-mouthed man touched his face. If even Scarface couldn’t stand a chance, all he could do was get beaten up if he stayed, so he prepared to slip away quietly.

“You think you can just walk away after hitting my friend?” Ye Xiong scoffed.

“Big Brother Ye, what else do you want?” the wide-mouthed man turned around, his face ashen.

“Pay up.”

“How much?”

“Hand over all the money you have on you.”

Left with no choice, the wide-mouthed man took out the few thousand yuan he had on him. Confronting this killing god, he could only curse his bad luck.

“And you guys, hand it all over too.”

The several men lying on the ground could only take out their wallets. Ye Xiong took all their money, then threw their wallets back at them and coldly commanded, “Get lost!”

The bunch of hooligans scattered, crawling and rolling away.

Ye Xiong flicked the money in his hand and smiled at Wang Tong, “Bro, there’s almost ten thousand here, that should be enough to buy some bruise medicine, right?”

“Enough to buy a whole tub for a soak,” Wang Tong replied, speechless.

Those guys just now were pretty gangster, but he hadn’t expected Ye Xiong to be even more so.

What shocked him more was that Ye Xiong turned out to be a skilled fighter; Wang Tong had really misjudged him.

Ye Xiong turned around and noticed Du Yuehua and Xiao Mei standing at the office entrance, staring at him with bright, intense eyes, as if they were looking at a monster.

Suddenly, a wave of pride surged through him. Ye Xiong couldn’t help but lean against the wall, cross one arm over his chest, flick his hair with the other hand, and smile with what he thought was his coolest gesture, “Ladies, don’t you find that I’ve become even more handsome?”

Pfft!

Xiao Mei had never seen such a shameless man, but seeing Ye Xiong chase off those thugs was immensely satisfying for her.

She’d been holding back her disdain for those people for a long time.

“President Du, didn’t I tell you I’m strong in many ways? I wasn’t lying, was I?” Ye Xiong’s gaze shifted to Du Yuehua.

“Despicable!” Du Yuehua cursed.

Though she said that, her expression didn’t really look all that disgusted.

“Correction, if men aren’t despicable, it’s the women who are,” he retorted.

“Have you ever been to school? ‘Despicable’ refers to men, nobody says women are despicable,” Xiao Mei countered.

“Who says it doesn’t apply? Women go through a few ‘despicable’ days every month,” Ye Xiong replied with a he-he laugh.

Xiao Mei thought about it and her face turned red with embarrassment.

She swore, she had never met a more shameless man in her life.

Du Yuehua gave Ye Xiong a sidelong glance and said with annoyance, “Come inside, I want to have a talk with you. Xiao Mei, take this gentleman to the infirmary and have his injuries checked.”

“You’re meeting with him alone?” Xiao Mei was shocked.

“That’s right, go ahead!” Du Yuehua urged.

“But what about his character? Aren’t you afraid he’ll lose control and in the office, do something to you…”

“How can you speak like that?” Ye Xiong interrupted Xiao Mei, sounding somewhat displeased: “President Du hasn’t said anything, so why are you spouting nonsense? Oh, I get it. You’re jealous because President Du shows interest in me, and you feel unbalanced.”

“Even if all the men in the world died out, I wouldn’t be interested in you. Look at the mess you are,” Xiao Mei scoffed.

“My name is Ye Xiong, of course, I look ‘xiong’ (masculine). You’re Xiao Mei, you got the look of misfortune!”

“You…”

Xiao Mei was left speechless.

She hadn’t expected Ye Xiong to be so sharp-tongued, and stormed over to Wang Tong, exclaiming, “Xiao Douding, shall we go?”

“Calling me Xiao Douding, as if you’re so tall,” Wang Tong replied, frowning unhappily.

“Taller than you, that’s what matters.”

“Try taking off those high heels,” he said, pointing at her shoes with their several-inch heels.

“If you don’t go now, I’m leaving you behind,” Xiao Mei snapped.

They continued their bickering as they left.

Once they were gone, Ye Xiong smiled cheekily to Du Yuehua, “President Du, shall we?”

“Alright.”

After entering, Du Yuehua turned and locked the door to prevent others from coming in.

Seeing this, Ye Xiong felt even more certain about his suspicion that this beautiful female president was attracted by his imposing demeanor earlier and was probably preparing to proposition him.

Sigh, although I’m not a frivolous man, it’s hard to reject when the other party is so sincere.

Ye Xiong began to remove his clothes.