My Wife, The Ice Queen President-Chapter 384 - : The Three Stooges (First Update)_1

Chapter 384: The Three Stooges (First Update)_1

Leaving Luo Weiwei’s room, it was already 3 a.m.

Ye Xiong felt exhausted.

Just like a chef who cooks a table full of dishes and then has no appetite himself, Ye Xiong had settled three beauties and now couldn’t sleep at all.

Sometimes he thought having so many women around was quite troublesome, either one was in a bad mood or another was being emotional.

But, who made him a man?

Who made him so fickle-hearted, with so many beauties at his side and not wanting to give up a single one?

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The long road to managing a harem, training these women to be obedient and live in peace, was still far off!

Which man doesn’t dream of having multiple wives and concubines, living an Emperor-like life?

Which man doesn’t want to sleep in the same bed with three or four beauties?

To achieve this great goal, no matter how tough or tiring it is, how does it matter?

Ye Xiong realized he had no desire to sleep and dialed Wang Tong’s number directly.

“Brother Xiong, it’s the middle of the night, aren’t you sleeping?” Wang Tong sounded very sleepy.

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“Can’t sleep. Come out and have a drink with me, let’s chat.”

“Brother Xiong, can you spare me this time, I’m really exhausted?” Wang Tong asked weakly.

“Call Du Feiyu and in ten minutes, bring two cases of beer to the rooftop.” Ye Xiong finished speaking and hung up the phone.

A friend is someone who shares in your joys and troubles. If I can’t sleep, neither can they.

Sitting on the rooftop for a while, not even ten minutes had passed when Wang Tong and Du Feiyu each carried a case of beer and sat down next to Ye Xiong.

“Brother Xiong, why can’t you sleep?” Wang Tong asked curiously.

“Do you even need to ask? Like me, after drinking, you have nowhere to vent—oh, no that’s not right, Brother Xiong, shouldn’t you be sleeping in President Du’s room? Could it be that President Du got her period? No wonder, the thing men hate most in life is the period,” Du Feiyu commented.

Slap!

A slap landed on his head.

“Damn your sister’s period, can’t your head hold some decent thoughts?” Ye Xiong cursed.

Touching his head, Du Feiyu said awkwardly, “Brother Xiong, can you not hit my head? I’ve drunk quite a bit, what if you cause a cerebral hemorrhage and I end up vegetative?”

“That’s what you get for your cheap mouth.” Wang Tong patted his head and said, “Don’t worry, even if you’re bedridden for life, Brother Xiong has the money to treat you.”

“You little brat, daring to hit my head.”

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Du Feiyu could take a slap from Ye Xiong, but he wasn’t putting up with it from Wang Tong.

Du Feiyu lunged at Wang Tong and they started wrestling, turning into a tangled mess.

“Stop it, both of you, come over here and drink.” Ye Xiong shouted.

They finally stopped fighting and sat down next to Ye Xiong to drink.

Men talk about women when they drink, and women talk about men when they drink; it’s nothing out of the ordinary.

After two cups of beer, Du Feiyu said, “Brother Xiong, there’s a girl I have my eye on tonight. She was sitting next to you, wearing a white blouse, looking so prim and proper. Her aura was just too appealing, dignified and elegant. I heard she’s the CEO of the Xinyi Group. If I could get with her, I’d save decades of struggle. Brother Xiong, could you introduce me to her?”

Ye Xiong’s face darkened. That’s my wife.

Slap!

Another slap on his head.

“Have you grown a bear’s heart and a leopard’s guts? Do you know who she is?”

“Who?” Du Feiyu asked foolishly.

“Dare to fancy Brother Xiong’s official wife, and believe Brother Xiong will throw you off the rooftop?”

Du Feiyu was sweating profusely, finally realizing why Ye Xiong hadn’t sat next to Du Yuehua tonight, it was because his legitimate wife was there.

“Brother Xiong, sorry, I really didn’t know,” Du Feiyu said awkwardly.

“Ignorance is not a crime, just don’t joke about her,” Ye Xiong said seriously.

“If your wife’s not available, that Luo Weiwei seems quite something too, I heard she’s a policewoman and even been on TV, can you introduce me?” Du Feiyu asked, still hopeful.

“You can’t fancy her either,” said Ye Xiong.

“She’s not one of your girls, is she?” Du Feiyu was astonished.

Ye Xiong remained silent, which couldn’t have been clearer—Luo Weiwei was definitely connected to him.

“Brother Xiong, are you even leaving any beauties for the rest of us, hoarding all of them!”

Du Feiyu grimaced but was still not giving up, “What about that girl with the big chest, who’s really young looking, named Tang Ning?”

Ye Xiong broke out in a sweat. Du Feiyu had even gotten the names of the women around him—it must be desperation.

“She’s my younger aunt, just started her freshman year of college, you thinking of making a move on her?”

“I wouldn’t dare even with ten times the courage.”

Hearing that Tang Ning was Ye Xiong’s cousin, Du Feiyu didn’t dare entertain the thought anymore.

“There’s still another one, right? Tall, looks like a model, her name is Xiao Fangfang—that one you can pursue,” Ye Xiong said.

“That chick looks like she has OCD, probably even violent tendencies. Chasing her would be a death wish.”

“Come on, with your short stature, she wouldn’t even spare you a glance. Didn’t you hear her say, if you’re not ten centimeters taller than her, don’t even dream of being her boyfriend? You’re far from her league!” Wang Tong sneered.

“Don’t listen to Wang Tong’s nonsense. Height isn’t the problem. Haven’t you seen the actor Wang Zulan? He’s just over 1.6 meters and still married a tall beauty, taller than him by a dozen centimeters!” Ye Xiong said.

“Brother Xiong, you support me?” asked Du Feiyu.

Of course, he supported him leaping into the fire pit. Daring to pursue Xiao Fangfang, Ye Xiong could imagine Du Feiyu ending up battered and bruised.

“I absolutely support you, go after her boldly,” Ye Xiong said loudly.

All the other women were involved with him—was there a choice not to support this one?

“Well then, I’m going to pursue her. I don’t believe that with my title as the charming Du Feiyu, I can’t win her over,” Du Feiyu said, blood pumping with excitement.

The conversation that followed revolved around how Du Feiyu would progress with his pursuit of Xiao Fangfang.

Under the instigation of Ye Xiong and Wang Tong, Du Feiyu, with alcohol fueling his brain, actually asked Ye Xiong for the phone number, directly dialed Xiao Fangfang’s number, and even put it on speaker.

The phone rang for a long time with no answer.

“Maybe she’s asleep, should I not call?” Du Feiyu considered giving up.

“Probably just can’t hear it, keep calling,” Ye Xiong said.

“She drank so much, she won’t wake up that easily,” Wang Tong said.

“If I disturb her sleep, won’t she scold me?” Du Feiyu hesitated.

She won’t scold you; the worst that could happen is she comes at you with a kitchen knife, Ye Xiong thought, amused to himself.

What is a friend? A friend is there to be sold out.

Thinking of how Xiao Fangfang had played him tonight, making him lose millions, Ye Xiong was determined not to let her sleep peacefully.

“Du Feiyu, women are most susceptible to emotion after drinking. She’s alone in her room right now, probably feeling incredibly lonely. If you call her now, it’s the perfect time to touch her heart. If you play your cards right, she might even invite you to her room. A man and a woman alone in a room, something like a one-night stand happening is quite normal, right?” Wang Tong said.

“My wife and Xiao Fangfang are best friends, I know her situation well. Xiao Fangfang is really open-minded, she’s had a one-night stand in a bar before. Just use some tactics, and you can get her into bed in minutes,” Ye Xiong continued to add fuel to the fire, pushing him toward the pit. “Xiao Fangfang is really nice, great figure, good skin—if she weren’t my wife’s best friend, I would have made a move a long time ago…”