My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 227: Chapter 0227: The Reason for Exposure (Part 1)_1
 

She’s quite skilled, even if she’s not quite on par with Vermilion Bird, she must be close.

However, her opponent was Ye Xiong, let alone that he’s been wary of her since the first moment he saw her, even without precautions, with her skills, it would be very difficult for her to hurt him.

Of course, the purple-glowing blade tip of the high heel was not to be underestimated, as it was clearly coated with potent poison.

The woman’s fierce kicks were all dodged by Ye Xiong.

In a blink, Ye Xiong made his move, catching her ankle with a lightning-fast grip, twisting it clockwise with force.

Under the pain, the woman’s body was forced to spin in mid-air, dissipating the force of the twist.

Seizing this opportunity, Ye Xiong pressed forward, pinning her against the wall, as Mo Bing came out and pressed against her face.

“Beauty, you’d better not move. I’ve got a knife on your face, and a gun below, a careless move and you might get hurt,” Ye Xiong said with a smile, pressing against her.

Where was there a gun below?

The female assassin quickly caught on and immediately flushed with anger, shouting, “Shameless, pervert, let me go.”

“Do you think I will let you go?” Ye Xiong sneered.

Shua shua!

Ye Xiong cut several strips from the nearby curtain, binding the female assassin’s hands and feet, and tossed her onto the bed before saying, “Next, we enter the Q&A session. If you want to suffer less, answer obediently.”

At this moment, the female assassin actually calmed down and said, “I’ll ask first.”

“You want to ask when I discovered you were an imposter?”

The female assassin didn’t speak, which meant she agreed by default.

Ye Xiong grabbed her improbably soft and fair hand and tore at it forcefully, quickly peeling off a layer of fake skin to reveal the true appearance of her hands.

These hands, compared with the ones she had before, were clearly rougher, especially the skin of the palms, which was rougher than the back of the hands, a result of long-term handling of knives and guns. The left index finger had a small callus, proving that the female assassin was accustomed to using a gun with her left hand.

“To conceal your identity, you used fake skin on your hands; you initiated a handshake with me to avoid suspicion, and all that was correct. The mistake was, the fake skin was too perfect. Tell me, what woman has hands as flawless as these,” said Ye Xiong.

“Who says not? There are many coddled women in this world,” the female assassin retorted.

“That’s just one point. The second is, you shouldn’t keep throwing seductive glances at me. You’re afraid I won’t ask you to decrypt the U-disc, so you keep throwing glances at me, which clearly isn’t the action of a normal woman. Although I’m handsome, I’m not so attractive that women want to spend a night with me at first sight, or are you not afraid that I have AIDS? That’s the second point,” said Ye Xiong.

The female assassin was a bit vexed. She had intensified her seductive attacks for fear that Ye Xiong wouldn’t hand over the U-disc, only to be seen through by him.

This guy had deliberately sent his cousin away; it seemed he wasn’t just thinking with his hormones, wanting to have some kind of relationship with her, but merely taking the opportunity to catch her.

“And the most important point, your biggest flaw,” he continued.

Ye Xiong pointed towards the balcony at two pieces of underwear and said, “Can’t you see that those hanging on the balcony are B-cups? Your figure is way beyond a C-cup; it’s simply impossible for you to wear such a small bra unless you want to burst your chest.”

The female assassin’s face turned green.

No wonder he scrutinized the underwear on the balcony the moment he entered. She had thought he was lecherous, but he was actually sizing up the measurements.

I mean, at such a distance, to determine the size of a bra with the naked eye, what kind of Demon is this!

“I’ve said everything I need to say, now it’s my turn to ask,” said Ye Xiong.

He pressed the knife against her smooth face and said coldly, “Who are you really, how do you know I have a U-disc on me, and what is your purpose?”

The female assassin did not answer but suddenly started laughing.

“Did you think I would do something this risky without insurance?” she said.

A shock went through Ye Xiong’s heart.

He feared nothing in heaven or earth, but he had a fatal flaw: he had too many ties. It was far too easy for his enemies to capture a woman connected to him.

Realizing this, his face instantly turned cold.

Suddenly, he made his move, tightly gripping the female assassin’s neck, saying coldly, “Do you know what I hate most in my life? It’s when someone captures my woman to threaten me.”

The female assassin’s face turned beet red as she was choked, her breathing rapid, yet a cold smirk still surfaced on her face, even though smiling made her look uglier than crying.

She was convinced that Ye Xiong wouldn’t dare to kill her.

Just as the female assassin’s eyes rolled back and her tongue stuck out, seemingly on the brink of death, Ye Xiong finally threw her onto the bed and glared at her fiercely.

Gasping for air, the female assassin took a while to recover before laughing, “Why not just call your little aunt?”

Ye Xiong glared at her and took out his phone to call Tang Ning, but the call wouldn’t go through.

“Your little aunt, young and pretty with a nice rack, at eighteen she’s at the most wonderful time of life. It would be such a pity if she were to die just like that. By the way, have you slept with her? I’ve heard you’re quite the ladies’ man, don’t tell me you haven’t…”

Slap!

A harsh slap landed on her face, leaving four finger marks and drawing blood from her mouth.

“Where is she?” Ye Xiong demanded.

“Let me go, and she’ll be safe. Kill me, and she’ll be buried with me,” the female assassin scoffed.

“First, let her go,” Ye Xiong said.

“I need to make a phone call.”

Ye Xiong untied her hands, and the female assassin pulled out her phone to make a call. After a short wait, Tang Ning’s call came in.

“Cousin-in-law, I was so scared, I got kidnapped out of nowhere, and then just as suddenly, I was released,” Tang Ning said urgently from the other end.

“As long as you’re okay. Wait for me at the school entrance and don’t go anywhere else,” said Ye Xiong before hanging up the phone.

“You should know, it’s very easy to capture a powerless girl like her. If you dare not let me leave, I guarantee your cousin will be snatched up again immediately.”

As she spoke, the female assassin drew a dagger from her body, cut the ropes on her feet, and quickly ran towards the door, not stopping until she was out of the dormitory building, where she finally breathed a sigh of relief and escaped into the distance.

Ye Xiong crouched down and glanced under the bed, where sure enough, there was a woman hidden—she was the one from the photo Chen Xiao had sent to his phone, the real Murong Changqing.

The real Murong Changqing was far less attractive than the female assassin.

Ye Xiong dragged Murong Changqing out and checked her breathing; thankfully, she was only unconscious.

He laid her on the bed and then left the dormitory.

Arriving at the school entrance and seeing Tang Ning sitting there unharmed, Ye Xiong finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“This damn school’s security is so poor, someone actually dared to ambush me,” Tang Ning said, indignantly patting her B-cup breasts.

“Who brought you back?” Ye Xiong asked.

“How should I know? When I woke up, I was back where I had been kidnapped. They took me and then let me go; I don’t even know if my kidnapper was crazy,” Tang Ning cursed.

“It doesn’t make sense, a pretty girl like you, they wouldn’t let you go so easily after capturing you. Couldn’t you have been violated and just not know it?” Ye Xiong teased with a smile.

“But, my clothes are intact.”

“After violating you, they could have dressed you again.”

“Then why don’t I feel any pain at all? I’m a virgin, you know!” Tang Ning was somewhat incredulous.

“Some women don’t feel pain their first time.”

Tang Ning’s face suddenly turned pale, and she dashed to the restroom, apparently to check!

Ye Xiong shook his head in resignation; big breasts, no brains—it really is true.

Back in middle school, did she ever attend a health class?

He took out his phone and opened a tracking app, where a red dot was blinking, indicating the target was moving away rapidly.

Clutching his phone, Ye Xiong followed the trace.