My Wife, The Ice Queen President

“Marrying this kind of wife really is bad luck for the past eight generations.” Ye Xiong shook his head.

After greeting Du Yuehua, Ye Xiong went to retrieve his bike from the shed, preparing to pick up his wife from the hospital.

He had barely stepped out of the parking lot when a familiar figure blocked his path, none other than the little wildcat he had thoroughly taught a lesson, the beauty from Vermilion Bird.

“What, you think you weren’t taught enough?” Ye Xiong’s gaze landed on her flat chest.

With an angry glare, Vermilion Bird still held back her temper and said earnestly, “I lost, and according to our agreement, I’ll work under you for a year.”

“Working under me means following my orders without question. Can you do that?”

“As long as it’s not against the law or morals, I can do it,” Vermilion Bird said firmly.

“Get in the car.” A hint of mischief was evident at the corner of Ye Xiong’s mouth.

Vermilion Bird hesitated for a moment but followed him and got into the car.

Ye Xiong drove to the busiest square and stopped, then took out a marker from the car and quickly wrote a line on a piece of white paper, handing it to her with a teasing tone, “I’m assigning you your first task. Wear this sign around your neck and stand in the middle of the square for ten minutes.”

When Vermilion Bird saw the sign, she was so angry she almost coughed up blood.

The line on it read: Sleeping over, thirty yuan per night.

“You’re shameless!” Vermilion Bird was so enraged she was about to explode.

Ye Xiong glanced at the time on his phone and said indifferently, “If you want to stay by my side, you’ll follow my orders. Otherwise, please get lost.”

Vermilion Bird clenched her teeth so hard her lower lip was nearly bitten through.

Just half an hour earlier, the chief had called her personally, insisting that she must find a way to stay by Reaper’s side. Vermilion Bird silently decided, no matter how much she was humiliated, she would persevere,

Hanging the sign around her neck, Vermilion Bird walked toward the square as if she were going to her death.

Within minutes, Vermilion Bird was tightly surrounded by a group of coarse men; countless smartphone cameras clicked non-stop, taking pictures. The various kinds of stares—lecherous, mocking, pointing fingers—made her almost unable to lift her head.

After enduring for ten minutes with great difficulty, Vermilion Bird ran back to Ye Xiong’s car, her face flushed. She had never been humiliated like this in her life.

Ye Xiong was eating an ice cream when she returned. He said casually, “Go back out for another ten minutes.”

Vermilion Bird gritted her teeth, ready to go back out, thinking that since she’d already lost face, she didn’t care about standing for another ten minutes.

“Stop, hang this sign instead.”

When Vermilion Bird took the sign and glanced at it, she almost fainted.

The line read: Touching available, five yuan a touch; flat chests, a special bargain.

The previous sign had already attracted a bunch of old lechers, who kept asking her price and for her phone number. If she hung this new sign, wouldn’t that invite a bunch of lechers to rip her clothes off?

Imagining that scenario, Vermilion Bird found it terrifying; this time, she absolutely couldn’t go out.

But if she didn’t go out, she wouldn’t complete the chief’s task. What should she do?

Ye Xiong was patient because he hadn’t finished his ice cream yet.

“I’ll go!”

Vermilion Bird decided to put aside her dignity. No matter how Ye Xiong humiliated her, she would not back down.

Although she thought this, the idea of wearing those words around her neck made it impossible for Vermilion Bird to face the situation calmly, and she involuntarily lowered her head.

Just then, a light bulb went off in her head.

Ye Xiong’s instruction was to hang the sign and stand in the square for ten minutes, but he hadn’t specified that the sign had to be facing forward!

Recalling the disappointed look on Ye Xiong’s face when she returned earlier, Vermilion Bird had an epiphany.

She quickly turned the sign around, displaying the blank side outwards while pressing the written side against her chest.

This time, there was no crowd to stir, and she passed the test with ease.

Back in the car, Ye Xiong had just finished his ice cream. He glanced at Vermilion Bird’s chest and said indifferently, “Small breasts, but at least you’re not completely dumb.”

It was only then that Vermilion Bird realized that Ye Xiong had only been testing her reaction ability earlier.

“Thanks for the guidance, Captain. I understand now,” said Vermilion Bird earnestly.

“Understand what?”

“To think before acting, be adaptable, and not rigid.”

Ye Xiong’s eyes showed a hint of admiration as he said, “Get out of the car. Starting tomorrow, you’ll work at Mingyang International Hotel.”

Vermilion Bird was overjoyed. She thought she could finally stay. As long as she could stay, she firmly believed she would find an opportunity to make Ye Xiong change his mind and come back to Dragon Soul.

“I’ll give you a new nickname since your breasts are so small. From now on, I’ll call you Xiao Song,” Ye Xiong stated blandly.

Vermilion Bird clenched her teeth and practically spat out through gritted teeth, “Fine.”

“Xiao Song, good girl!”

Ye Xiong laughed heartily, glanced at her flat chest, licked his lips, and sped away with a press on the accelerator.

Arriving at the hospital, Yang Xinyi was awake and lying in bed reading a book.

A woman dressed like a secretary was sitting beside her, clearly sent to take care of her. From the secretary’s stiff posture, it seemed that Yang Xinyi wasn’t so easy to serve.

“Du Juan, you can leave,” Yang Xinyi ordered, putting down her book as she saw Ye Xiong come in.

“Yes,” the secretary, Du Juan, exited the room.

“Wife, smile a bit. You’ll look ten years younger. Don’t always have a scowl on your face; it’ll make you age faster,” Ye Xiong said as he flopped down beside the bed.

“Who allowed you to sit?” Yang Xinyi’s face soured.

“I don’t have hemorrhoids, so what’s there to be afraid of?”

Yang Xinyi glared at Ye Xiong with such intensity that, if looks could kill, Ye Xiong would’ve been riddled with holes.

“Last night, who allowed you to change my clothes?” Yang Xinyi hissed through clenched teeth.

In her entire life, not only had no man ever touched her body, but even her hand had not been held by a man. Yet, last night, not only had this jerk stripped her naked to change her clothes, but he had also carried her into the car. Just thinking about her body being fully exposed to him, not knowing whether he took the opportunity to touch her or take advantage, Yang Xinyi felt a surge of hysteria.

“You were drenched and had a high fever. How could you not change clothes?” Ye Xiong explained.

“You shouldn’t have changed them, did you get my permission?” Yang Xinyi retorted angrily.

“Please, you were completely unconscious. How was I supposed to ask?”

“Even if you had to change my clothes, you didn’t need to help me put on my underwear, did you?” Yang Xinyi said, both embarrassed and angry.

That meant, this guy had seen her completely naked.

“It was for your own good. Think about it, if you had come to the hospital without underwear, and with those doctors taking your temperature, listening to your heartbeat, touching you all over, wouldn’t you have been at a greater loss?” Ye Xiong reasoned seriously.

Thinking about it that way, Yang Xinyi felt that it was better to be taken advantage of by this man than to let the doctors at the hospital benefit.

“Don’t you dare talk about last night’s incident, or you’ll see what I’ll do to you,” Yang Xinyi threatened.

“Yes, wife.”

“And don’t call me wife in public.”

“Yes, wife.”

“I told you, don’t call me wife,” Yang Xinyi declared again.

“Understood, wife.”

Unable to hold back any longer, Yang Xinyi snatched up a thick book from the bedside and hurled it with force.

Ye Xiong dodged slightly, and the book flew over his head, striking someone who was just entering the room right on the head.