My Wife, The Ice Queen President-Chapter 492 - : Episode 0490 Warmth (Part 4)_1

Chapter 492: Episode 0490 Warmth (Part 4)_1

“Alright, let’s go back and talk.” Ye Xiong said, comforting as he patted Yang Xinyi’s head.

After a moment, Yang Xinyi finally let him go and nodded.

A group of people walked out of the room.

Outside, many bodies were scattered about, either passed out or crying out in pain, clearly severely injured.

This was one of Wang Guo’s secret bases, protected by a number of gang members, but all of them had been taken care of in an instant.

Xia Qiqi looked at Ye Xiong, her gaze filled with shock.

Upon leaving the house, Ye Xiong’s attention finally settled on Xia Qiqi and, for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

This feeling was so strange. In the past ten days, living with Xia Qiqi, even sharing the same bedroom, their relationship should have been very close.

But after recovering his memories, Ye Xiong found that this sense of closeness had completely vanished, leaving behind only a sense of strangeness. It’s hard to describe the feeling, like being reunited with a long-lost relative, knowing well that the person in front is very dear, yet unable to muster any impulse of intimacy.

“Xia Qiqi, thank you for looking after me these ten days, and I apologize for the trouble I caused you before,” Ye Xiong said.

Xia Qiqi looked at him, at a loss for words for a long while.

Ye Xiong had changed, but he had become a stranger, and this feeling made her very uncomfortable.

“Congratulations,” she managed to say after a long while.

“Wang Guo has some influence here. For your safety, I suggest you stay with us. I’ll sort things out here completely, then you can go wherever you like,” Ye Xiong said.

Wang Guo’s identity was more than complicated; people from both the underworld and legitimate businesses in Macau had to give him face. The man in front of her seemed so simple, as if taking down Wang Guo was just a matter of course. That’s what Xia Qiqi thought.

“Let’s head back to the hotel first!”

On the way back, Ye Xiong was constantly on the phone, first calling Phoenix, then He Mengji, and after that Long Zaitian.

He wanted to put the minds of these friends who cared about him at ease.

Hearing he was fine, they were all excited, although not very good at expressing it. Phoenix, in particular, only replied with: “It’s good you’re fine,” which made Ye Xiong feel particularly disappointed.

Soon after, the group returned to Fuyun Hotel.

In the evening, they gathered together for drinks and chat, but after a short while, everyone returned to their rooms to rest.

In the room, Ye Xiong and Yang Xinyi faced each other.

Yang Xinyi looked at him, eyes unblinking, and said nothing.

“Have you forgotten me after just ten days?” Ye Xiong asked with a smile.

Yang Xinyi stretched out her delicate fingers, gently touching his face over and over, murmuring, “You’ve lost weight.”

Then, her eyes began to redden.

Ye Xiong held her tightly and whispered in her ear, “Wife, I’m sorry for making you worry.”

Then, he cautiously kissed Yang Xinyi’s tender lips.

Suddenly, Ye Xiong felt a chill on his body. Turning his head, he saw Yang Xinyi’s tears falling on him while they kissed, each one laden with myriad thoughts.

At that moment, Ye Xiong’s heart was touched, showing just how hard the past ten days had been for her.

A fervor surged from deep within Ye Xiong. Having such a wife, what more could one ask for?

He didn’t care about her admonitions, nor how her clumsy actions might ease the longing in his heart.

At this moment, they didn’t need the love that was like a gentle stream, but rather a love that was as overwhelming as a tsunami.

Like a small boat returning to the great ocean, where in life do we not meet?

Once acquainted with the vast sea, other waters seem shallow, and beyond the witching mountains, there are no more clouds.

Parking the car and sitting to admire the maple woods in the evening, the frosted leaves are redder than February blossoms.

There will be times when we ride the wind and cleave the waves, directly hanging the sails to cross the blue sea.

Two hours later, Yang Xinyi, her cheeks flushed, was holding him with not a hint of sleepiness.

On the contrary, Ye Xiong was tired out.

Indeed, there are only dead oxen from exhaustion.

“Why aren’t you asleep yet?” Ye Xiong asked.

“You sleep first, I want to hold you a little longer,” Yang Xinyi said gently.

A fierce battle finally calmed her heart, which had been suppressed for ten days.

She discovered that she was growing more and more attached to this strong man.

Ye Xiong felt that Yang Xinyi at this moment had a real feminine charm, a world of difference from her previous cold demeanor.

This kind of woman was his favorite.

“I’ll sleep first, there’s a big battle to fight tomorrow,” Ye Xiong said.

“What battle?” Yang Xinyi asked curiously.

“I’ve crippled Wang Guo, and the Wanji Company won’t let me off that easily. I’ve checked, the founder of the Wanji Group, Wang Jiang, came from an underworld background and only went legitimate after whitewashing his past to establish the Wanji Company. Although he turned aboveboard, he still has a bunch of desperate followers willing to die for him. Plus, with Wang Jiang rooted in Macau for so long, the police force definitely has his people. He has a foothold in both the underworld and legitimate worlds here, and now that I’ve crippled his only son, do you think they will let me off easily?”

“Then what should we do? Are we in danger?” Yang Xinyi asked anxiously.

“I’m someone who has died so many times. I’m not afraid of the people from the Beast Organization, so why would I be afraid of these clowns?” Ye Xiong scoffed.

Yang Xinyi’s heart immediately calmed down at his words. If Ye Xiong said it was fine, then it would be fine. In her eyes, there was nothing Ye Xiong couldn’t handle.

“Still, caution is paramount, after all, this is their territory, and they are the local snakes,” Yang Xinyi said.

“Tomorrow, we’ll see whether these local snakes or I, the dragon crossing the river, are more formidable.”

They embraced each other in their sleep, and the night passed without a word.

The next morning, before Ye Xiong had got out of bed, the phone rang.

“Boss, more than three hundred members of the Aoyun Society have surrounded the hotel, congregating in the lobby. They’re forcing the reception to divulge our whereabouts and are now preparing to storm up here,” Chen Xiao reported.

For the sake of safety, last night Chen Xiao and Vermilion Bird took turns keeping watch outside to prevent any attack from Wang Jiang’s men.

“Over three hundred people? Quite a show, isn’t it?” Ye Xiong sneered and said, “Hold them back. I’ll be right down. I want to see just how capable this local snake is.”

Ye Xiong rolled out of bed, changed into clean clothes, washed his face, and then, holding Yang Xinyi’s hand, left the room and headed downstairs.

In the hotel lobby at the entrance, a dense crowd of people gathered; many had bulges under their clothes, clearly hiding weapons, looking as if they were ready to fight.

Chen Xiao, Vermilion Bird, and Murong Ruyin were three people blocking these men’s way, both sides standing off against each other, a major battle imminent.

Ye Xiong, hand in hand with Yang Xinyi, a handsome couple, casually strolled down from upstairs.

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The moment they appeared, all eyes in the room instantly turned to them.

“It’s him who crippled the young master.”

“Let’s all go together, take him down, avenge the young master.”

“Not only did he cripple the young master, but he also insulted us locals. Today, we absolutely cannot let him get away.”

The noise from the crowd was deafening, their collective anger unappeasable, and all were emotionally charged.

Unfortunately, although there was a large group of talkers, not a single one dared to step forward; they were all just talking big.

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