My Wife, The Ice Queen President

Chapter 117: Too Excited_1
“Busty girl, are you going back to the police station or somewhere else?” Ye Xiong turned around and asked Luo Weiwei.

“You didn’t dare to say that when Sister Hua was here,” Luo Weiwei said indignantly.

Just now, when Du Yuehua was around, this guy was utterly serious. Now that she had just left, he was being vulgar again.

“I did it for your own good, afraid you would be embarrassed.”

“The one losing face is you, not me.”

“If I call you that, Sister Hua might think you have something to do with me. If she thinks you’re stealing her man, you wouldn’t be able to clear your name even if you jumped into the Yellow River,” Ye Xiong said with a giggle.

Luo Weiwei was speechless; this guy’s thoughts jumped too fast, and she could hardly keep up.

But no matter how it jumped, it all came down to one word: lecherous.

“Sun Jian is an active duty police officer. I’m afraid you’ll start something you can’t finish, so I’ll accompany you,” Luo Weiwei revealed her intention.

“We really are on the same wavelength. How did you know I was going to the anti-prostitution squad?” Du Yuehua wouldn’t have known what Ye Xiong was up to.

“With your ass stuck out like that, I knew exactly what you were up to, shame on you,” Luo Weiwei rolled her eyes.

“The traffic is pretty bad, shall we take your motorcycle?”

Luo Weiwei pulled out the keys to her motorcycle and was about to toss them over when she suddenly remembered how she almost threw up last time she rode with him, so she decided to drive herself.

“I warn you, no funny business, or I swear I’ll chop off your hands,” Luo Weiwei declared in advance.

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Ye Xiong fondly remembered the first time he rode on Luo Weiwei’s motorcycle; back then, he practically felt up her entire body, and those moments were truly unforgettable!

“I told you a joke once, there was a reporter who asked a farmer from a remote mountain area what he thought about incest, and the old man said, ‘They’re too familiar; it’s hard to get started.’ That’s exactly how I feel; we’re so familiar, how could I bring myself to start anything?” Ye Xiong said seriously.

Never straying from the topic of lechery, Luo Weiwei didn’t want to talk to him anymore, so she put on her motorcycle helmet and got on.

Ye Xiong sat behind her, and because the back seat of the motorcycle was inclined, he naturally leaned forward, instinctively pressing against Luo Weiwei’s body.

The motorcycle roared off, and on the way, Ye Xiong initially remained calm, but as he smelled the fragrance emanating from Luo Weiwei and saw the white skin on the nape of her neck, he started harboring less-than-pure thoughts.

Luo Weiwei was dressed in casual wear tonight, with a white shirt on her upper body and leisure pants below, a rather loose outfit presumably for ease of movement.

Since it was quite hot, she began to sweat not long after, and the black outline of her bra became clearly visible.

Seeing the strap on her back that was tightened into a deep groove, one could imagine the extent of its scale.

If the strap was that tight on her back, didn’t it hurt?

As a friend, Ye Xiong decided to remind her.

“Weiwei, we’re friends, right?”

“I suppose so!”

“Shouldn’t you listen to a sincere suggestion from a friend?” Ye Xiong continued to ask.

“About what?”

Luo Weiwei asked upfront because this guy was too lecherous, and she was afraid he couldn’t say anything decent.

“About your personal safety. If you don’t heed the advice, it could cause you pain,” Ye Xiong said earnestly.

“Are you telling me not to investigate this case?”

Luo Weiwei was somewhat moved, although she had already made it clear to him before, but this time, his concern for her was genuine. She had to say, “I’ve already told you, I won’t back down.”

“It’s about something else, I’m talking about the strap of your bra,” Ye Xiong said with the calm, concerned, and serious tone of a doctor to a patient. “Medical studies show that wearing a bra too tight can cause chest pain, shortness of breath, poor blood circulation, and in severe cases, may even lead to breast diseases. I suggest you use a bra one size larger. You’re wearing an E-cup now, right? As a good friend, I recommend you try an F-cup. That way, your breasts won’t be wrapped up like a rice dumpling, which could affect the aesthetic…”

Luo Weiwei had already known he was shameless, but she hadn’t expected him to be this shameless.

Using a serious tone to sexually harass someone, is there anything more shameless in the world than this?

“Do you see what’s up ahead?” Luo Weiwei pointed ahead.

“A bridge, and a few large trucks.” Ye Xiong didn’t understand why she suddenly asked this.

“Do you think it’s better to drive off the bridge into the river and drown you, or to drive straight under the truck and squash you into minced meat?” Luo Weiwei imitated his serious way of speaking.

“To die with a great beauty like you, I’d be satisfied. ‘To perish under the peony flower is to be a ghost with flair’,” Ye Xiong declared, resigned to his fate.

Flirting while driving, they soon arrived at the West City Sub-bureau.

The Anti-Vice Squad’s headquarters was located at the West City Sub-bureau. Due to the large number of venues in this area, a specialized Anti-Vice Squad had been set up here.

In the past, the Anti-Vice Squad was only responsible for the west side of the city. Due to their effective crackdown, they eventually took charge of all anti-vice operations in Jiangnan City.

“You go in yourself, I have a sensitive identity so it’s better if I don’t go in.”

Luo Weiwei knew his capabilities; the entire police station was like a children’s playground to him. Fearing he might cause trouble, she cautioned in advance, “Remember, you must not use force, this is a police station, not Fuhua Hotel.”

“Don’t paint me as some kind of thug. If I can solve problems with my face and mouth, I never resort to force. Wait here for my good news.”

After Ye Xiong said this, he strode into the West City Sub-bureau.

Just after walking in, a skinny police officer came over and asked in an unfriendly tone, “What do you want?”

Ye Xiong wasn’t encountering the attitude of the Xiahua Country police for the first time—typically soft on the inside but tough on the outside, extremely bureaucratic, he had grown used to it.

“Is Sun Jian around?” Ye Xiong asked.

“What do you want with our squad leader?”

“I have something to discuss with him.”

“Make a report then, just tell me about it. Our squad leader isn’t someone you can see whenever you want.” The skinny police officer pointed at the desk in front of him, speaking impatiently, “Sit there and wait.”

Being in unfamiliar territory, Ye Xiong accepted the situation quietly and sat there waiting.

But it was to no avail. Ten minutes passed and the skinny police officer had disappeared, paying him no attention whatsoever.

Seeing a police officer nearby playing games on a computer, Ye Xiong approached and said, “Excuse me, I’m looking for Sun Jian. Do you know where he is?”

“Don’t know.” The officer didn’t even give him a proper glance.

“Could you tell me his phone number? I’d like to contact him.” Ye Xiong continued to ask in a gentle tone.

“Don’t have it.” The officer kept playing his game.

This is a police station.

This is a police station.

Ye Xiong silently chanted to himself, suppressing the anger in his heart.

Suddenly, he slammed his hand down on the tabletop. With immense force, the entire table broke into four pieces, and everything on it, including the monitor, clattered to the ground.

Immediately, the place was shocked into silence.

“I’m sorry, my apologies, got too excited there.”

Ye Xiong remembered the big-chested girl’s words and didn’t forget this was a police station.

“I just want to ask, where is Sun Jian?” Ye Xiong asked gently.