My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 107: 107: Emotional Outburst_1

Chapter 107: Chapter 107: Emotional Outburst_1
She actually set a trap for herself to fall into, smart girls really aren’t likable.

Luckily, Ye Xiong reacted quickly as he explained, “It was Tang Ning who told me, last time she called me and said a male classmate in her class gave her a necklace worth over a hundred thousand and also called me a stingy rooster for not willing to spend money on her. Am I not doing it for her own good? She’s so young, it’s easy for her to develop a habit of spending money extravagantly.”

Keep making stuff up.

Yang Xinyi was so angry she clenched her teeth.

She had already inquired clearly, Tang Ning bragged about it at school, and the news reached her government official fiancé who, fearing a bad influence, confiscated the necklace; they even interrogated her thoroughly about the source of the necklace, which was bought by Ye Xiong on the day he drove her to the airport.

Yet to Yang Xinyi’s astonishment, Ye Xiong continued to boast without so much as blinking an eye.

“I was righteous when I lectured her, telling her not to accept gifts from boys casually because it would make it hard for her to refuse if a boy asked her out later, and one thing could lead to another, which might result in trouble. You know, the rich second-generation kids in the school nowadays are rotten to the core and take pride in toying with girls,” he said.

Finally, Yang Xinyi had an example of someone telling blatant lies with eyes wide open.

If she didn’t already know the truth, she might have actually been fooled by him.

This guy, not becoming a swindler, would be such a waste of talent.

But on second thought, him being willing to spend two hundred thousand on Xiao Ning meant he must value her quite a bit, which also made her look good.

“I’ll transfer the two hundred thousand to you later. When you go to Capital City to see Sister Hua, explain it to her yourself; just don’t mention my involvement,” Yang Xinyi said.

Ye Xiong laughed.

So Yang Xinyi knew all along, and here he was, foolishly bluffing away just now, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Then, Yang Xinyi went to work.

Ye Xiong didn’t go to work today; instead, he went to the computer city and bought several dozen pinhole cameras, setting them up both at his home and Du Yuehua’s villa.

The words of Green-Eyed Monster last night still rang in his ears, so Ye Xiong dared not be careless. But he couldn’t be everywhere at once, so he decided to install the cameras to ensure safety for both parties.

That evening, Ye Xiong didn’t go home nor did he visit Du Yuehua; instead, he parked his car midway between the two villas and sat inside it, watching the camera feeds.

His home was only a twenty-minute drive from Du Yuehua’s place, and if something happened, he could get to either one in ten minutes, or even seven or eight if he drove fast. This way, he could ensure the safety of both sides.

Staring at the screen in front of him, he didn’t dare to sleep, secretly determined that if Green-Eyed Monster dared to harm either one of them, he would risk his life to take the culprit down.

Nothing happened until one o’clock in the morning.

Ye Xiong was about to doze off when suddenly, a shadow flashed across the screen in front of the car.

Although the movement was quick, it didn’t escape Ye Xiong’s eyes.

“Green-Eyed Monster, if you dare touch a hair on Sister Hua, I will tear you to pieces,” he muttered.

The car sped off; a ten-minute drive made in six, but when he entered the villa, Ye Xiong found no sign of Green-Eyed Monster.

Du Yuehua’s room was tightly closed, locked from the inside with no signs of anyone having entered.

“Is this bastard playing hide and seek with me?” Ye Xiong thought, suddenly having a bad feeling.

He quickly pulled out his phone to connect to his home’s surveillance and saw a dark figure standing silently on his balcony, green eyes gleaming with pride as they stared right at the camera Ye Xiong had hidden in the corner.

“A ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain.”

Quickly returning to his car, Ye Xiong rushed home. Once there, he pushed open Yang Xinyi’s room.

The bed was empty, and Yang Xinyi had long since vanished. A towering rage surged forth.

“If anything’s happened to Xinyi, I’ll make you pay with hell.” Ye Xiong gritted his teeth in anger.

Just then, an angry voice suddenly came from behind: “Ye Xiong, what are you doing in my room?”

Yang Xinyi, wearing her pajamas and holding a cup, probably went to the living room for water, stood at the doorway, staring angrily at her.

Ye Xiong was very excited, walked over, and hugged her tightly, murmured, “You’re okay, that’s really great.”

For a moment just now, he truly thought that something had happened to Yang Xinyi.

“What are you doing, let go of me.” Yang Xinyi was startled and quickly pushed him away.

Unfortunately, Ye Xiong’s hug was so tight she couldn’t push him away at all.

Smelling the strong scent of manhood from Ye Xiong, Yang Xinyi unconsciously stopped struggling and let him hold her.

Because she discovered that she didn’t dislike being held.

Ye Xiong seemed very strange now, as if he was very excited.

“Let go of me, you jerk,” Yang Xinyi pushed hard.

Not only did Ye Xiong not let go, but he also picked her up and placed her on the bed.

Yang Xinyi panicked; she hadn’t expected Ye Xiong to suddenly become so crazed, like he had lost all control.

The Ye Xiong of the past, although shameless, and occasionally took liberties with her, mostly kept it verbal and never got physical like he was now.

Could he have drunk alcohol?

There wasn’t a hint of the smell of alcohol on him.

“Ye Xiong, let go of me, don’t.”

“Do you know what you’re doing, stop it, don’t!”

Yang Xinyi fought desperately, but regrettably, Ye Xiong at this moment seemed to have lost all reason, and her resistance was futile.

Tears slowly slid down from her tightly closed eyes.

As a woman, Yang Xinyi had imagined countless times the man to whom she would surrender her first time, in what manner it would be taken, never once thinking it would be forcefully taken in such a nearly brutal way.

And by a man she trusted deeply, no less.

“Ye Xiong, I hate you.”

Yang Xinyi opened her eyes and glared bitterly at this man about to enter her body, but when she saw Ye Xiong, she was startled.

His eyes were as red as flames, radiating a demonic glow.

On his face, blue veins sprawled, no, red veins, blue veins turning into streaks of red veins, flowing on his face like blood vessels.

Her gaze once again fell on his body, finding it also covered in blood-red meridians, shockingly vivid.

Ye Xiong at this moment looked unspeakably eerie, not seeming human; his eyes like that of a mercilessly vicious beast, like an ancient beast of immense power from a sci-fi movie.

The sight of Ye Xiong like this made Yang Xinyi momentarily forget her fear.