My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 193: Chapter 0193: Arriving Just in Time (Five Updates)_1
 

Boss looked up.

At some point, a youth draped in an icy aura had appeared beside him, staring angrily.

Ye Xiong grabbed Boss’s arm and twisted hard.

Boss’s arm, originally thicker than his, was as fragile as a cucumber and snapped with a twist.

Immediately, Boss screamed in pain.

Ye Xiong’s gaze fell on the third man and he said coldly, “Let her go.”

“Don’t come any closer, if you dare, I will squeeze her to death…”

Before the words were finished, a figure flashed, and the third man slammed into the wall so hard that he passed out without even seeing how Ye Xiong had attacked.

“Xiao Jiu bro, you’re really a peerless master!” Green Hair exclaimed, ignoring the pain in his body.

What does a small-time thug admire the most?

Not the executive, not the millionaire, but the unbeatable master who can fight a hundred foes alone.

Which thug doesn’t fantasize about someday wielding a blade by himself, standing on a leaf-strewn, desolate sidewalk in the autumn wind, facing over a hundred enemies, and striking down all around?

Xiao Jiu was staring at the young master before him with outrageous skills, and in his excitement, he fainted.

Ye Xiong went over and after examining Xiao Jiu, he saw that the knife wounds were not deep and there was no risk to his life, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

“Send them to the hospital for treatment immediately, as for these few, do as you please,” Ye Xiong ordered to Master Fang Liu’s men behind him.

After giving orders, he walked over, unwound the rope that was tying Tang Ning, and took the cloth out of her mouth.

As soon as the cloth was removed, Tang Ning burst into tears, clinging to Ye Xiong without a moment’s release.

“It’s all right, it’s over now,” Ye Xiong tried to push her away, only to find she clung tighter, refusing to let go.

“Brother-in-law, I almost got violated, wuu,” Tang Ning cried pitifully with tears streaming down her face.

“Don’t be so willful next time, you know you look so pretty, yet you flaunt yourself everywhere. There are so many bad people out there these days!” Ye Xiong cautioned her.

Tang Ning clung to Ye Xiong and cried for several minutes, still unwilling to let go.

Master Fang Liu’s men had already taken people away; only the two of them were left at the scene.

Having his cousin clinging so tightly to him initially didn’t affect Ye Xiong much, but gradually, his body began to react.

After all, the one holding him was a mature beauty!

In his mind, two thoughts were fighting: in the end, reason overcame desire, and Ye Xiong pretended to be angry and said, “All right, stop hugging. Let’s go back quickly; your cousin and Yangyang are still worried about you.”

Only then did Tang Ning let go of him, her face flushed red all the way to the base of her neck, and her breathing quickened.

Thinking she was feeling unwell, Ye Xiong quickly asked, “Your foot, is it okay?”

“Oh… I twisted it when I was caught,” Tang Ning said without daring to raise her head to look at Ye Xiong.

“Where did you twist it? Let me rub it for you.”

Ye Xiong helped her to sit down on the stairs, placed her white leg on his thigh, and asked, “Which foot is it?”

“The left foot… oh, no, the right foot.”

“Which foot is it?” Ye Xiong asked incredulously.

“I don’t know, my legs are numb from being tied up; it’s the base of the foot, just squeeze both,” said Tang Ning.

Left with no choice, Ye Xiong picked up her left foot and began to squeeze it gently.

Tang Ning’s foot was slender, probably a size six in shoes.

The toes were clean and long, the arch was plump, and her nails were painted with purple nail polish, looking very pretty. Perhaps from wearing shoes regularly, her foot skin was even whiter than her calves, smooth like jade.

“Looking at this leg of yours, you can tell you’ve never labored from a young age—so pampered and spoiled,” said Ye Xiong as he continued gently but firmly massaging the pressure point on her foot.

Tang Ning couldn’t help but cry out.

“Is it this foot?” Ye Xiong asked.

“It seems like it… ”

“Either it is or it isn’t, there’s no ‘seems like’,” Ye Nan snapped.

“It’s the other foot,” Tang Ning quickly said.

Ye Xiong grabbed her other foot and started to massage it again, and Tang Ning’s voice, once more, sounded out, particularly clear in the dead of night.

Suddenly, a woman’s loud shout came from upstairs.

“Damn it, if you want to do it, can’t you go back to your room? Doing it on the stairs in the middle of the night, are you guys sick in the head?” a shrewish woman yelled from upstairs.

Uh!

Ye Xiong immediately felt extremely embarrassed.

On the other hand, Tang Ning suddenly shouted back at the woman upstairs, “I like doing it on the stairs. What’s it to you, nosy?”

“Sleazy, like a public bus!” the woman upstairs continued to berate them.

“It’s better than being so undesirable that no man has plowed your field in over a decade. Are you jealous?” Tang Ning retorted.

Ye Xiong broke out in a sweat—this woman was harsh with her words, but he never expected Tang Ning to be even harsher.

Is there no image of a high school girl left?

“Let’s get out of here!”

Ye Xiong felt that staying any longer would be just too humiliating.

Tang Ning’s foot was hurting, so he turned his back to her and shouted, “Climb on quickly.”

Tang Ning immediately jumped onto his back, her hands clasping around his neck.

With her on his back, Ye Xiong ran about twenty or thirty meters from the building and could still hear the shrewish woman cursing loudly.

“Seriously, why argue with her, little girl?” Ye Xiong scolded her.

“Who asked her to misunderstand us as doing that sort of thing.” Tang Ning huffed.

“Your shouting sounds like that; who wouldn’t misunderstand?” Ye Xiong said with a wry smile. “Can you walk? Try getting down.”

“I can’t; my foot still hurts.”

After saying that, Tang Ning tightened her grip around his neck.

In a low voice, she asked, “Cousin-in-law, are you going to blame me?”

“Blame you for what?”

“For being a troublemaker, for causing problems out of nothing, for keeping you busy all night, for your needless worry,” Tang Ning said.

“For that, I really do have to teach you a lesson. Don’t be reckless next time, you hear?” Ye Xiong said sternly.

“Cousin-in-law, you’re not mad at me, are you?”

“Just don’t be willful next time.”

As they were talking, the phone rang. Ye Xiong freed one hand to take it out—it was Yang Xinyi calling.

“Cousin-in-law, I don’t want to go back,” Tang Ning suddenly said.

“Why?”

“I’m afraid my cousin will scold me. After I go back, she’ll definitely give me a good telling off. I don’t want to go back.” Tang Ning spoke softly.

“I’ll explain it to her. She’s too worried to blame you right now. How could she?” Ye Xiong said.

“I’m not going back; I don’t want to. If you insist on sending me back, you might as well leave me on this road right now,” Tang Ning began to act spoiled.

There she goes, acting all high and mighty again, leaving Ye Xiong somewhat at a loss for words.

“In the middle of the night, if not back to your cousin’s hotel, where else could we go?” Ye Xiong asked.

“Let’s get a room,” Tang Ning said softly.

“Are you suggesting we get a room together?” Ye Xiong doubted if he had heard correctly.

“What are you thinking? I just want a quiet night alone. Are you that corrupt?” Tang Ning asked contemptuously.

“Fine, let’s get a room then!”

After answering the call, Ye Xiong explained to Yang Xinyi about Tang Ning’s twisted ankle, her difficulty moving, and her fear of being scolded for going back.

Hearing that Tang Ning was okay and not overly concerned, Yang Xinyi told him to take good care of Tang Ning and hung up.

And so, Ye Xiong carried her on his back, searching for a hotel all over the streets.