My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 232: Chapter 0232: Stimulating the Brain (Three More Updates)_1

After leaving, Tang Ning looked at Ye Xiong with a bizarre expression that made him feel quite uncomfortable.

“Brother-in-law, what’s your relationship with that woman just now?”

“Absolutely none.”

“But why did I sense a hint of resentment in her eyes?”

“As a man as handsome and wealthy as your brother-in-law, with off-the-charts charisma, which woman wouldn’t feel disappointed upon hearing that I’m married?”

“You’re back to having no filter again.” Tang Ning expressed speechlessly.

After returning home, Ye Xiong locked himself in his room without leaving for a long time.

He was considering Dr. Zhao’s words.

Dr. Zhao had said, if a person is in a state of frenzy, you can use something that stimulates their hearing and vision the most to bring the frenzied person back to their senses.

No matter if it worked or not, he decided to try it.

At any cost, he had to successfully control his transformation. Only by doing so could he face the upcoming dangers.

“The sound that stimulates my brain the most… my wife’s moaning.”

“The thing that stimulates my vision the most… my wife’s photos in bed.”

These two were a must.

But how on earth could he obtain them?

Ye Xiong found himself in a dilemma.

Sigh, tonight he would just be honest with his wife and discuss the pros and cons. With her wise and understanding nature, she would likely agree to his request and help him out!

That evening, after Yang Xinyi finished her bath and lay on the bed, Ye Xiong sat by the bedside.

“Wife, I need to discuss something with you,” Ye Xiong said seriously.

“Speak.”

“Do you remember the last time I transformed into a Gene Warrior? Actually, I’ve been wanting to tell you that I can’t control my transformation at all. Every time I transform, I lose control over my actions, just like a rampaging beast. Today at Jiangnan University, I met a doctor who taught me a method.”

“What method?”

As it concerned Ye Xiong’s safety, Yang Xinyi also became serious.

“He said, during a frenzy, you can use the most stimulating sounds and images for my brain to bring me back to my senses. So I’d like to ask for your help.”

At this point, Ye Xiong coughed and shamelessly said, “I think the sound that stimulates my brain the most is your moaning, and the most visually stimulating sight is your photos in bed. So, I was thinking, maybe tonight we could consummate our marriage and, at the same time, take care of these two things.”

Oh heavens!

May lightning strike this despicable scoundrel dead!

Yang Xinyi shot a cold glare at Ye Xiong, her chest heaving violently, on the verge of eruption.

“Forget I said anything.”

Ye Xiong, frightened by her stare, walked to the wardrobe, took out the blanket and skillfully spread it on the floor.

“The first half of what you said, is it true?” Yang Xinyi asked, holding back her anger.

“It’s true.”

“So any sound that can stimulate your brain and any image that can stimulate your vision will do?” Yang Xinyi continued to ask.

“Exactly.”

“I’ll give it to you tomorrow morning; now, go sleep next door,” Yang Xinyi ordered.

Ye Xiong, overjoyed, was about to head over when suddenly something seemed to occur to him. He turned back and said, “Wife, you’ve never moaned in bed. I bet it doesn’t sound nice. How about I help you so you can make a real moaning sound without having to pretend?”

“Get lost!”

The next morning, when Ye Xiong got up, Yang Xinyi had already taken Tang Ning to school.

“What about the moaning sound and the photo you promised? I’ve been tricked again.”

Ye Xiong returned to his room to brush his teeth and suddenly noticed a rolled-up portrait on the table.

He unfurled it and inside, to his surprise, was a glamour shot of Yang Xinyi.

In the photo, Yang Xinyi was wearing a snow-white wedding dress, standing on a beach against the backdrop of the azure sea and sky, her face blooming with a smile.

The golden sunset of the evening cast upon her, adding a layer of classical elegance, making the scene as beautiful as a fairy tale. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Seeing the beauty in the photo, pure as an ice mountain snow lotus, Ye Xiong couldn’t help but feel a surge of pride.

Having such a beautiful woman as a wife in this lifetime was worth it.

Though it wasn’t a nude photo, this glamour shot touched his heart even more deeply.

“Nice picture, now let’s listen to the moaning sound,” he said.

Ye Xiong tucked the portrait away and pressed the play button on the recorder next to him, ready to hear his wife’s voice moaning like the sounds of heaven.

“Ah Xiong, what you just saw was a wedding dress photo I took when I was a bridesmaid for a classmate. I have always dreamed that one day, I could wear a wedding dress and become someone else’s bride. I never expected to meet that scumbag He Haodong the first time I wore a wedding dress…”

“I am so grateful that you appeared at the wedding. Not only did you save me, but you also gradually became the most important man in my life…”

“I never imagined that a fake marriage could cause me to fall so deeply. During our time together, I found myself gradually falling for you, but then I also realized that I wasn’t the only one you belonged to…”

“The day we divorced, my heart hurt so much. I had never thought it possible for the heart to experience such pain, a pain incomparable to any physical pain, because physical pain can be treated, while that internal, nerve-wrenching pain is beyond cure. From that time on, I knew I had completely fallen for you, you scoundrel,” she expressed.

“The days in Capital City were the happiest for me because I was the only woman by your side, because for the first time you held me as we slept. That feeling was very blissful…”

“The night you got drunk and took advantage of me, it really hurt, but I don’t regret it at all because I gave my first time to the man I love the most…”

“During the days you were in a vegetative state, I don’t know how I managed to survive. I kept telling myself over and over that as long as you were willing to wake up, I would do anything, even if it cost me my life…”

“I have already talked to Du Yuehua. I don’t mind her being with you, as long as you two don’t get married, because I don’t want to be the other woman. Don’t ask me why I’m so noble, because I love you.”

…

The recorder played Yang Yi’s faint voice tinged with sadness. When the conversation reached emotional depths, her voice changed and caught.

The recording lasted for an hour, during which Yang Xinyi recounted the details of how they met and their time together. Her faint voice kept attacking Ye Xiong’s heart, so much so that he couldn’t help but feel his eyes moisten.

“Yang Xinyi, oh Yang Xinyi, I asked you to record moaning sounds, but what is this crap you recorded? It made me cry my eyes out, sniff, it’s so touching,” Ye Xiong said, sobbing.

Ye Xiong was all snotty and teary.

He didn’t know how many tissues he used to wipe his tears; the floor was littered with balled-up tissues.

Finally, he couldn’t help but pull out his phone and make a call.

“Wife, only now do I realize how much you love me, sniff, I’m so moved I can hardly speak,” Ye Xiong said emotionally.

“These sounds move you more than moaning sounds, don’t they? That’s why you shouldn’t always have dirty thoughts in your head. Sometimes positive things can be very useful too. By the way, I was just about to call and tell you, don’t take the words on the recorder seriously; I was just talking off the cuff, acting, you know,” Yang Xinyi finished and hung up the phone.

Ye Xiong was dumbfounded.

Looking at the tissues scattered across the floor, he suddenly felt that his tears had been shed in vain.