My Wife, The Ice Queen President 14 Have A Seat, Deputy General Manager Yang

Yang Bin almost vomited when he saw that chair.

Was this chair made for humans to sit on? Not only it was covered in dust, it even had this guy's spit on it. Sitting on it was way more disgusting than swallowing a fly.

"Deputy General Manager Yang, has w.a.n.g Shu packed her stuff and left?" Ye Xiong scoffed as he asked.

"Gone, she's already gone," Yang Bin answered immediately.

Yang Bin recalled Yang Xinyi calling him personally. It was obvious from her tone that she wanted to kill him. Although he did not know what kind of relations.h.i.+p this guy had with Yang Xinyi, he was able to make the cold-blooded Yang Xinyi fire w.a.n.g Shu instantly with just a phone call. It was obvious this guy's relations.h.i.+p with President Yang was not an ordinary one.

As Yang Bin's chain of thought came to that conclusion, he resisted feeling disgusted as he sat down on the chair.

w.a.n.g Tong was disgusted, but he was incredibly happy when he recalled the arrogant behavior this guy had shown when he visited his home the other day.

"Because you complained that my house's chair is dirty, you'll have to sit on that no matter how dirty it is." w.a.n.g Tong laughed.

As he was already fired and no longer worked here, he did not need to care about Yang Bin's feelings.

Yang Bin was furious, but since he needed help from Ye Xiong he did not say anything. Instead, he said in a very friendly manner, "Mr. Ye Xiong, I was wrong before. Actually, I'm not related to w.a.n.g Shu in any way. She's just my subordinate."

He had just fooled around with her in his office's sofa earlier in the day, but now, he had decided to sweep everything under the carpet and claim that he did not know her. Only Yang Bin could do something like this.

"I don't care if you're related to her in any way." After Ye Xiong told him off, he then said to w.a.n.g Tong, "Pack your stuff and let's go!"

"Mr Ye, please wait!"

Yang Bin stood up immediately and chased after him. "Please tell President Yang to stretch the rules a little bit. It's all that b*tch w.a.n.g Shu's fault. She seduced me. I promise that I'll never be with her ever again. I've already fired her…"

Ye Xiong turned around and smiled. "Let me tell you something."

"What?" Yang Bin asked curiously.

"Truthfully, I don't know Yang Xinyi at all. I didn't even call her. w.a.n.g Shu was fired because she accidentally offended President Yang. You've been tricked by her."

Yang Bin's jaw dropped. He was extremely furious. After a moment of silence, he took out his phone and exploded in anger. "w.a.n.g Shu you b*tch. How dare you lie to me…"

Ye Xiong and w.a.n.g Tong distanced themselves from Yang Bin, but they could still hear the latter screaming loudly into his phone. They were incredibly happy.

"Brother Xiong, do you really know Yang Xinyi?" w.a.n.g Tong was incredibly curious since Ye Xiong claimed that he both knew and did not know her. He could not tell which was the truth.

"I've already told you, she's my wife." Ye Xiong repeated once more.

"Stop dreaming."

Just as Ye Xiong was about to respond, his phone rang. It was Yang Xinyi.

"I'll make a bet with you. Loser pays for the meal." Ye Xiong said.

"A bet it is." 

"We're going to eat in a restaurant. We won't be going to those small shops on the street."

"Let's do it."

w.a.n.g Tong refused to believe that Yang Xinyi was his wife. It would be a heresy.

After all, their ident.i.ties alone were heaven and earth apart.

After they made the bet, Ye Xiong answered the call and activated the loudspeaker.

"What's your plan?" Yang Xinyi's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

w.a.n.g Tong was extremely familiar with this voice. Yang Xinyi had given talks in many large settings. She had even given a talk during a dinner at the construction site. Hence, w.a.n.g Tong was extremely familiar with her voice.

"Dear, why are you worried about me all of the sudden?" Ye Xiong smiled.

"I'm not worried. I've got something to tell you." Yang Xinyi's voice was as cold as ever. "I need you to move into my place tomorrow. You'll meet my father again tomorrow night."

"I don't mind meeting him, but I don't see any reason to move in. I don't want anyone to think that I've got a sugar mommy and rely on my wife for a living." Ye Xiong pondered for a moment before he laughed. "How about this, why don't you move out and live with me?"

"I need a six-feet wide bathtub when I take my shower. My room needs to be at least five hundred and forty square feet 1 . I need an imported bed when I sleep as well… Do you have all of these?" Yang Xinyi asked. Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click for visiting.

"Uhm…" Ye Xiong could not fulfill any of those and said, "Fine. I'll move in with you. However, I'll say it beforehand that I want to sleep alone. You can't force me to sleep with you…"

Slam!

Yang Xinyi hung up the phone. She hung up so loudly that Ye Xiong's eardrum almost shattered from the slam.

"How inelegant. I have no idea how she can become the President." Ye Xiong scolded as he put his phone back into his pocket.

Meanwhile, w.a.n.g Tong's jaw dropped. His mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg.

Not even in his dreams could he imagine that Ye Xiong, the b*stard, was really Yang Xinyi's husband. How was this possible?

"Why are you looking at me with that stupid look? Are you going to treat me to a meal now?" Ye Xiong slapped him.

"This is literally Beauty and the Beast," w.a.n.g Tong blurted.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at a high-cla.s.s fine-dining restaurant.

w.a.n.g Tong sat in front of the table with his hand resting on his chin. He looked at all the fish and meat filling up the table but had no appet.i.te at all.

F*cking h.e.l.l. He had spent at least one thousand dollars on all this, which was equivalent to ten days of his salary. How could he eat all of it?

Meanwhile, Ye Xiong was gobbling down the food as he waved his debit card and shouted, "Waiter, bill please."

"Brother Xiong, I've said that I'll be paying for this meal." w.a.n.g Tong immediately took out his wallet.

"Who's richer, you or I?" Ye Xiong scolded, "Would I bring you to a restaurant if you're treating me? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

w.a.n.g Tong laughed. "Brother Xiong, you're a good man."

The two gobbled down the food and it took some time for them to finish everything on the table.

w.a.n.g Tong rubbed his belly and said, "Brother Xiong, what plans do you have after this?"

"Nothing."

Ye Xiong's current life was similar to a monk's. He lived his days by ear.

Perhaps he was like a living corpse. He did not mind how his life was.

"Do you have any dreams?" Ye Xiong asked suddenly.

"My dream is to eat. I want to eat all the good food."

"Then let's start by opening a restaurant," Ye Xiong slapped his knee and said whole-heartedly, "You can eat whatever you want if we opened a restaurant."

"Are you serious?" w.a.n.g Tong was rather excited.

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would joke about stuff like this?"

"However, you'll need a lot of money to open a restaurant. Don't even dream about it if you don't have a few million dollars," w.a.n.g Tong said.

"I don't have a few million, but I do have a few hundred thousand to spare. It's barely doable if we rent a place and hire some staff."

If Ye Xiong were to say that he had a few hundred thousand dollars laying around previously, he would not believe him. However, he now believed in whatever Ye Xiong said.

After all, the ridiculous statement that Yang Xinyi was his wife was the truth. What else was impossible at this point in time?

Ye Xiong and w.a.n.g Tong then started looking around for a place to rent as they prepared to open their restaurant.

Initially, w.a.n.g Tong believed that Ye Xiong was just fooling around. However, he eventually caved and believed that Ye Xiong was serious after the latter spoke to a few landlords. He was not fooling around at all.

… The author did not provide any units of measurement. From context, it's a.s.sumed that he uses meters which were then converted into Imperial measurements.