My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 117

"Don't worry, I won't bother you. I just have a friend who happens to be at Mingyang international hotel tonight. I'll see him." Yang Xinyi said.

i see.

Ye Xiong just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly his heart lifted up again.

No, meet a friend. Why is she dressed like this?

In his impression, ye Xiong has never seen Yang Xinyi dressed so beautifully. Is it to see his lover?

The idea arose in his mind, and ye Xiong suddenly became sour in his heart.

"See what friend?"

"A friend who has just returned from abroad."

"Foreigners?"

"Chinese."

"Male or female?" Ye Xiong broke the casserole and asked to the end

Yang Xinyi gave him a look: "Why are you so clear? Who am I going to see? What's none of your business?"

"Who says it doesn't matter. You're my wife. You're going to see a man behind my back. You're wearing a green hat for me, don't you know?" Ye Xiong said seriously.

"Did you treat me as your wife?"

Not to mention, Yang Xinyi was angry at this.

"When did I take care of you when you spent all your time outside, fooling around with women and sleeping with other women? We have a fake marriage. When we received the license, we also had an agreement not to disturb each other's life. Each other can find their other half at will. How do you manage me now? "

"I... I'm afraid you'll suffer. You dress up so beautiful that no man wants to see you. I'm afraid you'll meet those unexpected men. You know, most men today are unreliable." Ye Xiong said.

"Are there any more unreliable men than you?"

"At least, I'm safer."

"Almost raped me, which is called safety?" Yang Xinyi despises.

This sentence, like a needle, stabbed Ye Xiong's heart to pain!

It turns out that words can hurt people so much.

"Give me the key." Yang Xinyi reached over.

"No, I'll take you back later." Ye Xiong quickly put away the key.

"You'll probably get drunk at your company party. How do you drive?" Yang Xinyi stretched out her hand and said angrily, "bring it quickly."

Ye Xiong is not so stupid. He puts the key in his trouser pocket.

Yang Xinyi didn't bother to pay attention to him. She got out of the car and walked towards the hotel hall.

Ye Xiong stopped his car and hurriedly followed him. Just then, the phone rang.

"Brother Xiong, why haven't you come yet? Everyone is waiting for you." Over there, Wang Tong urged.

There's a fart. My wife is going to run away with people. I have to wear a big green hat on my head. Now I'm still in the mood to drink.

"You play first and I'll come back later." Ye Xiong finished and hung up directly.

Yang Xinyi walked through the big meal, walked towards the western food department, and finally stopped at a table.

Far away, ye Xiong saw a man in a suit sitting there. When he saw Yang Xinyi coming, he quickly stood up, went to the opposite side, set up a chair and let Yang Xinyi sit down.

Very elegant appearance!

"The more elegant a man is, the more evil he is. He is dressed like a beast."

Seeing the two laughing and talking, ye Xiong is more and more unhappy, but he doesn't know what to do?

Yang Xinyi just made it very clear that the two are just fake marriages. What qualifications does he have to take care of her private life?

Ye Xiong rolled his eyes and suddenly ran to the kitchen quickly.

"Leaves are always good."

"Leaves are always good."

Ye Xiong walked into the kitchen with his hands on his back and looked like a deputy leader inspecting.

When those employees saw him, they were all scared to find work, just as mice see cats.

"What number is this steak?" Ye Xiong pointed to a waiter and asked.

"Station 18." The waitress replied.

Ye Xiong took the list and looked at it. Station 18 ordered two steak, one with pepper flavor and the other with tomato flavor.

After living with Yang Xinyi for such a long time, ye Xiong has never seen her eat spicy food, so he concludes that the spicy food must be the one of the clothes and animals.

"Let me have a look."

Ye Xiong took the spicy steak and looked at the food.

The cook who made steak almost didn't sweat off his forehead.

"Well, good!"

Ye Xiong nodded and inadvertently sprinkled a piece of Croton powder onto the steak.

"If you want to soak my wife, you can't pull you to death."

Leaving the kitchen, ye Xiong walked to a corner and sat down. He could look at Yang Xinyi's table from a distance.

The male model in suit is about twenty-eight years old. He wears glasses. He looks gentle on the surface, looks very good, and seems to be good at talking, because Yang Xinyi keeps smiling after hearing him finish.