My Wife, The Ice Queen President

It had been a full seven years since Ye Xiong last saw his younger sister, Ye Yangyang.

When he left home to join the military, Ye Yangyang was just an eleven-year-old girl, not yet physically developed, always clinging to him like a little shadow.

He never imagined that in the blink of an eye, she would have grown up so much.

About one hundred sixty-five centimeters tall, she belonged to the slender and tall type with a very quiet temperament, like the girl next door.

She just stood there, motionless, like a statue.

A world of difference compared to before their mother died, when she was mischievous and playful.

One could imagine, after their mother’s death and being transferred to the military by official orders, how an eleven-year-old girl, seemingly without a pillar of support, must have lived through her days.

Looking at that quiet and cold figure, Ye Xiong’s tears fell.

In a fit of rage all those years ago, aside from visiting his mother’s grave, he never stepped foot into that home for seven years.

He might have been carefree, but his sister suffered.

She was all alone in that stepmother’s home, where she must have endured so much bullying.

At that moment, he really wanted to go up and acknowledge her, but he didn’t know what to say for the time being.

Would she blame him?

Would she hate him?

All these emotions made it impossible for him to take a step forward.

All he could do was watch his sister’s figure from afar. From the side, one could see she was very beautiful, just as delicate and lovely as when she was little.

After standing still for a long while, Ye Yangyang walked away with small, quick steps. Before leaving, Ye Xiong clearly saw the tears in her eyes.

There was a car parked by the mountainside. Watching her enter the car and drive away, Ye Xiong then approached the grave.

“Mom, your unfilial son has come to see you…”

As he placed the flowers down, Ye Xiong was overcome with emotion.

Seven years ago.

Jianghai Group was embroiled in a scandal exposed by the media.

The chairman of the group, Ye Yuandong, was caught by paparazzi having a hotel room rendezvous with a washed-up actress, Dong Xuan, sparking a topic of extramarital affairs.

Topics of wealthy families’ affairs were common in Capital City, but what followed took the situation further.

Ye Yuandong’s wife, Shen Mengru, died in a car accident the day after the news broke—possibly due to fatigue. According to media reports, Shen Mengru had an argument with her husband at the company about an hour before her death, which likely affected her mood, leading to the distracted driving that caused the accident.

A little over a week later, the media reported again that Ye Yuandong’s son, Ye Jun, stormed the company’s board meeting and beat up Ye Yuandong, severing ties with his father completely.

Three days later, Ye Jun disappeared from public view, with no one knowing his whereabouts, and Ye Yuandong made no mention of him.

A year afterward, Ye Yuandong married the has-been actress Dong Xuan and reconstituted a family.

Dong Xuan brought along a girl to the marriage, who was renamed Ye Tongtong. Later, the two had another daughter named Ye Nian.

Seven years passed, and the once sensational news gradually faded into oblivion.

“Uncle He, let’s drive,” Ye Yangyang said.

“It’s been seven years, through wind and rain, Miss, you’re the most sincere person I’ve ever seen in my life,” Uncle He sighed. “The madam has been gone for so long, yet you’re the only one who can never forget her. That Tongtong, she’s far behind you.”

“Uncle He, don’t talk nonsense in front of her, did you hear me? Otherwise, she’ll come to trouble you again,” Ye Yangyang asked worriedly.

“I’m just mumbling to myself. I surely don’t want to provoke that Little Witch,” said Uncle He.

“Uncle He, thank you for taking the time to accompany me every week. Otherwise, it would be inconvenient for me to visit mom.”

“It’s the least I can do. The old master has ordered me to follow your dispatch. Miss, where to now?”

“Back to school.”

“Won’t you go home?”

“Can I even stay in that home?”

The car stopped at the entrance of the First Middle School, and Ye Yangyang got out to walk inside the school.

“Stop.” A familiar voice rang out.

Ye Yangyang didn’t stop and continued walking forward.

A girl with her hair dyed purplish-red and dressed in a non-mainstream leather jacket walked over. She was followed by several girls dressed in similarly alternative fashion, blocking her path.

“Ye Yangyang, I’m talking to you. Are you deaf?” the leading girl said.

“Ye Tongtong, what exactly do you want?” Ye Yangyang turned and asked.

“Call me ‘sister.’ Where are your manners?” Ye Tongtong snapped angrily.

“I don’t have a sister, only a brother.” Ye Yangyang replied coldly.

“Brother?”

Ye Tongtong burst into laughter, patted her delicate face, and said with a laugh, “Who doesn’t know your brother died on duty, the martyrdom letter was even sent home, I’ve seen it with my own eyes. Are you going crazy missing him?”

“My brother isn’t dead, he won’t die.” Ye Yangyang said loudly.

“Wake up, stop lying to yourself.” Ye Tongtong pinched her cheek.

“Don’t touch me.” Ye Yangyang dodged away.

Slap, a palm struck her face.

Suddenly, the marks of five fingers appeared on her face, swelling up conspicuously.

“Ye Yangyang, I warn you, Ruan Xiaobin is my boyfriend. If you dare to compete with me for him, I won’t let you off easy,” Ye Tongtong said fiercely.

“Ruan Xiaobin has nothing to do with me, why did you hit me?” Ye Yangyang said angrily.

“I don’t care about that, just don’t let me see Ruan Xiaobin around you again, I definitely won’t spare you… What are you staring at? If you dare, go and complain to Dad, let’s see who he believes, you or me?”

Tears swirled in her eyes, Ye Yangyang covered her face, biting her teeth not to let the tears fall.

She couldn’t let others see her cowardly side.

Definitely not.

“Tsk tsk, how pathetic, no father to love you, mother dead, and brother also dead. If I were you, I would just run to the rooftop and jump off, ending it all, to spare the world of your pitiful existence,” Ye Tongtong mocked.

“My brother won’t die, one day, he will come back to find me, to protect me,” Ye Yangyang said, clutching her face tightly.

“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking, you dream of killing me to get the Ye Family’s fortune, don’t even think about it. Under the law, I will always have a much larger share of the Ye Family’s wealth than you.”

“You fucking bitch, let me show you,” she cursed.

Enraged, Ye Tongtong was about to continue her assault when a girl came over and quickly stopped her, saying, “Tongtong, the teacher is coming, don’t cause trouble.”

Seeing Director Chen approaching, Ye Tongtong quickly stopped and put on a radiant smile.

“Ye Tongtong, what are you doing, bullying girls again?” Director Chen asked angrily.

“Director, I’m a good student, I never bully anyone,” Ye Tongtong turned around and shot Ye Yangyang a fierce glare, then said, “Yangyang, tell the teacher, what happened to your face, did you accidentally hit yourself?”

Ye Yangyang, clutching her face, with eyes fixed deathly on Ye Tongtong, ran back to the dormitory in a flash.

“Director, she’s my half-sister; how could I bear to hit her,” Ye Tongtong laughed hehe.

“Stop with the slick talk.” Director Chen pointed at her hair, furious, “Get your hair sorted out, or don’t think about entering the school.”

“Yes, I’ll get it done tonight,” Ye Tongtong nodded and bowed.

Ye Yangyang ran back to the dormitory, threw herself on the bed, and started crying bitterly.

From under the bed, she pulled out a photo, one of her as a child with her brother.

Tears streamed down nonstop.

Ye Yangyang couldn’t help crying out.

“Bro, why haven’t you come back yet? Yangyang can’t hold on much longer.”

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