My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 177: Chapter 0177: China Unicom Mobile_1
 

People on the scene, all were subdued by Ye Xiong’s unyielding spirit.

The dozen or so fierce bandits were like paper mache in front of him.

Was this guy really human?

Soon, they cheered, the feeling of escaping death made the group hug and weep together.

“Brother-in-law, you’re amazing, you’re my idol!”

Tang Ning ran over, not caring about her image at all, throwing herself onto Xiong.

“Xiao Ning, get down, aren’t you embarrassed?” Yang Yueru walked over, pulled Tang Ning to the side, then suddenly hugged Ye Xiong tightly and said excitedly, “Xiao Xiongxiong, you’re incredible, your auntie adores you to death.”

Yang Xinyi’s face darkened. What’s wrong with this mother and daughter, one crazier than the other?

“Auntie, there are so many people watching, aren’t you ashamed?” Yang Xinyi couldn’t help but walk over and say.

“This is a hug of kinship, a hug of excitement, not a lovers’ embrace. Where is that jealousy coming from?” After Yang Yueru said this, she finally let go of Ye Xiong, gave him a thumbs up, “Xiao Xiongxiong, I didn’t expect you to be such a hidden master.”

“They were just too weak.”

Ye Yangyang ran over, helped up the bloodied Ye Yuandong and hurriedly asked, “Dad, are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Ye Yuandong shook his head.

Having said that, he looked longingly at Ye Xiong from afar, his eyes full of expectation.

Ye Xiong, pretending not to notice, picked up a gun from the ground and clattered it toward the floor-to-ceiling windows. A torrent of bullets shattered the glass and countless shards fell from the sky.

This action startled the people around him.

“The police will be here soon,” Ye Xiong said, then sat down in a corner.

It was only then that everyone realized, he shot the glass to make it known that there was an incident, so the police would come.

About fifteen minutes later, the police arrived.

Ye Xiong then left in silence.

Alone, he walked the streets aimlessly, like a soulless being.

He didn’t even know how to deal with the relationship with Ye Yuandong.

After his mother died, he hated Ye Yuandong completely, but looking at the situation just now, he didn’t seem as cold and heartless as he had thought.

One by one, the people around Ye Yuandong left him.

First his wife, then his son, his little daughter hated him, and now even his second wife Dong Xuan was put in jail by his own doing. Now, he had not a single close person by his side.

With what he did today, starting from tomorrow, his reputation would be thrust into the spotlight.

Tomorrow, it’s very possible that the headlines will read: Chairman of Jianghai Group, Picked Up A Cast-Off Shoe

On the surface, he was dripping with wealth, but in reality, he was poorer than anyone else.

Ye Xiong’s mind was disturbed by the resentful look Ye Yuandong had given him before he left.

Suddenly, a familiar set of footsteps approached from behind.

“Why did you run out here? The whole world is looking for you!” said Yang Xinyi as she walked in step with him.

This was the first time Yang Xinyi had initiated a conversation with Ye Xiong since arriving in the Capital City, offering some comfort to his otherwise suppressed heart.

“I decided to come out and pretend to be melancholic before they find me,” said Ye Xiong.

“No need to pretend, you’re melancholic enough,” chuckled Yang Xinyi.

Ye Xiong abruptly took her hand, pulled her close, and held her tightly.

Yang Xinyi was held by him. She pushed him twice but failed to push him away and said, “Let go of me, I haven’t forgiven you yet!”

“When I encountered the assassin and called you, I already knew your heart. Xinyi, stop deceiving yourself, let’s make up!” Ye Xiong hugged her and whispered in her ear.

Yang Xinyi sighed, knowing she had been caught, and said faintly, “You think I want to pretend? It’s so hard to pretend every day, do you think it’s easy?”

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and her voice changed.

“Then stop pretending.”

“I can’t get past this myself.”

Yang Xinyi responded to his embrace and said faintly, “I admit I’ve fallen for you, but I can’t accept the fact that there are several women beside you, I really can’t do it.”

“There aren’t several women, just Sister Hua. Sister Hua has done a lot for me, and she already considers me the most important man in her life, I can’t leave her,” Ye Xiong explained.

“What about me?” Yang Xinyi asked.

“You are just as important as she is.”

“After all is said and done, you just want to have both. Why are you men so cheap, would you die from being faithful?” Yang Xinyi pushed him away and spoke unhappily.

“Feelings aren’t something that can be forced,” Ye Xiong explained.

“Not to mention Du Yuehua, what about that female policewoman, don’t tell me you have no relationship at all with her?” Yang Xinyi asked.

“You actually got it right, I have no relationship with her whatsoever.”

“No relationship, yet you go out to drink with her, drink till the middle of the night, and then she takes you to the hotel? I’m not a three-year-old.” Yang Xinyi said.

“I definitely have no relationship with her, do you want me to swear on the heavens?” Ye Xiong asked.

According to the normal plot development, Ye Xiong should be preparing to swear an oath, and Yang Xinyi should immediately grab his hand, stopping him from continuing his oath.

Who knows, Yang Xinyi just quietly waited.

Seeing that he made no movement for a long time, she gave him a contemptuous look: “Go on, swear. Why have you stopped?”

“I don’t know what counts as ‘having a relationship’ or ‘not having one.'”

“Have you slept with her or not?” Yang Xinyi asked directly.

Ye Xiong was covered in cold sweat.

Has she been spending too much time with Tang Ning, asking such a crass question so bluntly, and where’s the demeanor of the ice mountain CEO?

“I, Ye Xiong, swear to heaven, if I’ve ever slept with Luo Weiwei, may thunder strike me down, and may I never die a good death.”

This oath he could make.

“What about intimate gestures?” Yang Xinyi continued to ask.

“What kind of intimate gestures? When I worked with her to solve cases before, I held her hand, does that count?” Ye Xiong asked softly.

“I mean… the kind of actions that lovers would have,” Yang Xinyi didn’t know how to explain at the moment.

“You’re talking about hugging and kissing, caressing, and the like?”

Ye Xiong shook his head and lied decisively, “Never.”

“I don’t know which of your words are true and which are false,” Yang Xinyi rolled her eyes but obviously seemed to be in a better mood.

Ye Xiong heaved a sigh of relief; he was truly afraid that Yang Xinyi would make him swear an oath.

Because between him and Luo Weiwei, apart from the act itself, they had done everything else lovers would do; the only thing left was not having switched to a different telecommunication service.

“By the way, do you really not want to forgive your dad?” Yang Xinyi suddenly asked.

Ye Xiong fell silent and didn’t know how to answer for a moment.