My Wife, The Ice Queen President

“I’m fine… I’m just a bit tired and want to rest, you go to work quickly!” Du Yuehua urged.

“Then I’m leaving, remember our deal, if you lose, you have to give me a kiss,” Ye Xiong reminded with a smile.

“Just go, there’s no time,” Du Yuehua urged.

Actually, she didn’t believe for a second that Ye Xiong could accomplish this task—the client was incredibly tough, and even if she had taken it on herself, she wouldn’t have been more than 20% sure of success. She simply couldn’t believe that Ye Xiong, with his poor English, and Xiao Mei would be able to win over the client.

Lying in bed, Du Yuehua had a lovely sleep, and she slept right through without waking, until it was past seven in the evening.

She hurriedly picked up her cell phone from the pillow and found it had overrun with missed calls, for some reason, they hadn’t woken her up.

She checked her phone and found, at some point, it had been set to vibrate.

Needless to say, it must have been Ye Xiong’s doing, he had turned her phone to silent without her noticing.

Unexpectedly, this guy, so carefree and reckless, also had a thoughtful side, worried about the phone waking her up. A warm current suddenly rose in her heart.

Du Yuehua took out the phone and immediately called Xiao Mei, as the first thing she wanted to know was how the meeting with the client had gone.

“Xiao Mei, how did things go with the client?” Du Yuehua asked.

“I don’t know.”

From the other end of the phone, Xiao Mei’s angry voice came through.

It turned out that Xiao Mei hadn’t accompanied Ye Xiong to lunch with the client at noon. Ye Xiong had taken the client away without notifying her or contacting her. After a long search, she found out that Ye Xiong had actually taken the client to Luo City.

What kind of place was Luo City? It was an entertainment city combining foot baths, foot massages, and a large sauna, known as heaven in men’s mouths and hell in women’s. Ye Xiong didn’t bring the client to the hotel for a tour but instead took them for some ‘health care’ treatments. How could she not be furious?

“How did he communicate with the client without you there?” Du Yuehua asked, puzzled.

“He probably hired a translator. When the time comes, I’ll see how he justifies the expense,” Xiao Mei said bitterly.

“Okay, got it.”

Du Yuehua hung up the phone and then tried calling Ye Xiong, only to find his phone was turned off.

“Going to places like Luo City, he definitely turned off the phone. This guy, more trouble than he’s worth,” Du Yuehua threw the phone onto the desk and said angrily.

Any positive feelings she previously had also vanished.

Just then, the phone suddenly rang—it was the client’s call.

Du Yuehua hurriedly answered the phone and anxiously explained in English, “Mr. Klein, I apologize for my employee’s behavior, and I assure you, once we return, I will punish him severely…”

“Why would you punish Mr. Ye? He was fantastic, Ms. Du. I’ve decided to come to the hotel and sign the contract with you first thing tomorrow morning,” Mr. Klein declared.

“What, sign a contract?” Du Yuehua was caught off guard and, after a moment, muttered in response, “Mr. Klein, about Mr. Ye Xiong, he…”

“Mr. Ye Xiong is a great partner, very good, I’m very satisfied with his hospitality, and also, his English is really very good, I’m happy with it… Dear Ms. Du, see you tomorrow.”

After hanging up, Du Yuehua stood dumbfounded, entirely unable to react.

Ye Xiong actually spoke English!

He actually managed to land such a difficult client!

This carefree guy actually had such ability. She knew that even if she herself had handled it, her chances wouldn’t have been more than 20%.

At that moment, the phone rang again—it was Ye Xiong calling.

“Sister Hua, do you still have any food there? I’m starving,” Ye Xiong’s weak voice came from the other end of the phone.

“Where are you?”

“Just came out from Luo City. Mr. Klein, don’t know where he gets his energy from, he hired two ladies and kept at it for over two hours. I almost fell asleep waiting.”

“You didn’t call an escort?”

“Am I that kind of person?” Ye Xiong said with righteous indignation, patting his chest, “I swear to heaven, I called an escort but nothing happened.”

“Gross!” Du Yuehua scolded coquettishly.

She stood up, walked over to the fridge in the kitchen to take a look, and said, “We still have some vegetables at home, I’ll cook to reward you, come over!”

Having landed such a big client, Du Yuehua was very excited and, for the first time, she was inviting a man over to her home for a meal.

Just as Du Yuehua finished preparing the vegetables and was about to start cooking, the doorbell rang.

As soon as the door opened, Ye Xiong rushed into the kitchen like a starving ghost reincarnated, only to find that the food wasn’t even cooked yet.

“I didn’t expect you to come so quickly, wait a moment.”

Du Yuehua was about to start cooking, but Ye Xiong pulled off her apron and pushed her out of the kitchen.

“Just wait, today I will be the chef,” he declared confidently.

“Are you sure you can handle it? I have very high standards when it comes to food,” Du Yuehua said with a bit of concern, worried that the food Ye Xiong cooked might not suit her taste, and she wouldn’t settle for it; having to cook all over again would be such a hassle.

“A man should never admit he can’t do something,” Ye Xiong said as he pushed her out of the kitchen and slammed the door shut.

Du Yuehua had no choice but to sit at the dining table and wait. This guy had managed to deal with Mr. Klein, a notoriously difficult client, so it was possible his cooking might be a pleasant surprise. She felt a flicker of anticipation.

A few minutes later, when Ye Xiong placed a dish on the dining table, Du Yuehua couldn’t help but be astonished by the enticing aroma and appearance of the food.

Sweet and sour spare ribs, fragrant steamed fish, stir-fried loofah with shredded meat, and vegetable broth—a few simple dishes, but bursting with irresistible charm in Ye Xiong’s hands.

“Try it!” Ye Xiong said with a smile.

Du Yuehua picked up a slice of loofah and gently bit into it, her eyes lighting up instantly. She tasted each dish, then put down her chopsticks and fixed Ye Xiong with an intense gaze.

“How is it?” Ye Xiong asked anxiously.

After all, it had been over two years since he had last cooked. Although he had won high culinary awards during military training, he was unsure if Du Yuehua would like it, given that skills can get rusty over time.

“It’s… delicious!” Du Yuehua answered after a long pause.

To be honest, this was the best food she had ever eaten in her life. She had no idea how Ye Xiong managed to cook such simple ingredients so exquisitely.

“If you like it, then eat more,” Ye Xiong said, chuckling.

“By the way, where did you learn to cook?” Du Yuehua asked.

As Huaxia’s strongest special agent, he was trained to be the most militarized and all-around capable. It wasn’t just about fighting and firearms; all kinds of everyday skills were also a must-learn.

“Especially this braised sweet and sour spare ribs, they’re just too delicious—smooth but not greasy, melting in the mouth. I wonder which master chef came up with it,” Du Yuehua praised while eating.

Suddenly, she noticed Ye Xiong had frozen, his chopsticks hanging in mid-air, motionless for a long while.

Memories rushed to his mind like a series of scenes.

The Ice King, Six-man Squad, Team Leader Ye Xiong, martial skills strongest, code name Reaper.

Squad Leader Qiao Yang, strongest life skills, code name Hundreds-Transformations; his cooking was the best in the group, and he could adapt to a wide variety of identity changes.

There was also Lu Meng, code name Eagle Eye; Zhao Yishan, code name Mountain King; Zhao Chuanguo, code name Hunting Dog; Xu Xiaofeng, code name Demoness.

Yet, they had all died, and he was here enjoying life.

A moment of solitude flashed through Ye Xiong’s eyes, which did not escape Du Yuehua’s notice.

This man must have many unknown stories behind him!

A strong impulse to comfort him rose in the depths of Du Yuehua’s heart.