My Cold and Elegant CEO Wife Chapter 2: My Wife is Cold

"Beauty, you haven’t told me your name yet."

"I’m Wanqiu Xia." (TL: direct translation is late fall, summer)

"Good name. Summer has passed, one leaf reminds us of fall." Qingfeng Li complimented her while putting away his acupuncture needles.

"What’s yours?" Wanqiu Xia asked quietly with an innocent face.

She somehow liked the handsome young man in front of him. It was not easy to achieve such a professional level of medical skill at such a young age.

"I’m Qingfeng Li, unemployed." Qingfeng smiled without feeling ashamed of what he said.

He just came back from another country, which was a genuine reason for why he didn’t have a job yet.

"Thanks for treating me. This is my business card, you can call me if you need a job." Wanqiu Xia smiled, gave a business card to Qingfeng, and then immediately got up. She had already arrived at the place she worked at so she naturally had to get off.

Honestly, Wanqiu really wanted to continue the small talk with this handsome young man, but since she had arrived at her company, she had to go to work.

"Ice Snow Corporation, Sales Department Director, Wanqiu Xia."Qingfeng looked at the white business card on his hand and was a little shocked.

He didn’t expect the beautiful girl he just met to actually be a higher-up at a company, and her position was even a director.

Qingfeng put the business card into his pocket and closed his eyes.

Until now, he was still a bit absent-minded. Apparently, he was still in shock about his marriage.

Twenty minutes later.

The bus arrived at Noble Palace. Qingfeng stood up and got off the bus.

Noble Palace was the most luxurious residential area in Eastern Sea (ES) City. You could tell by the name itself that many famous figures, wealthy families, and elite professionals lived here.

Most of the houses were private villas with three stories of European style architectures, an individual garden, and a courtyard, and they are absolutely stunning.

Xue Lin’s private villa was the 13th unit.

Since Qingfeng just returned home today and didn’t have a place to live yet, he would obviously live with Xue Lin.

Although the Li Family was one the wealthiest families in Beijing, he was abandoned since young after his parents went missing. If it wasn’t for his grandfather, Qingfeng wouldn’t agree to return home and marry Xue Lin.

No matter how rich his family was, it had nothing to do with him. He didn’t even think about going back to that cold-blooded family.

After Qingfeng opened the door and entered the house, he found Xue Lin focused on reading a professional book carefully.

The book seemed like it was related to jewelry and their authentication.

Although Xue Lin was at home, she didn’t change her business outfit into her pajamas. She had a standard oval face that was delicate like a piece of jade, flawless like God’s masterpiece.

She also had a good body shape. Big chest, slim waist, straight legs, which made it hard to look away.

Qingfeng knew, Xue Lin was flawless in both face or figure. She was definitely of the highest quality among women.

Unfortunately, she was too cold, just like an iceberg.

"Honey, I’m back." Qingfeng greeted her with a slight smile.

Xue Lin put her book down and glanced at him after she heard him.

It was such an indifferent glance as if it was to a stranger, which made Qingfeng really uncomfortable.

Right, you don’t like me, but since we are married and I’m your legal husband, what was that glance suppose to mean? Indifference? Disdain? Or Sarcasm?

"My room is on the second floor, yours is on the first. Don’t come upstairs." Xue Lin said with a cold face as if she tried to keep a distance with him.

"Honey, we are married, aren’t we supposed to sleep together?" Qingfeng asked while trying to suppress the discontent in his heart.

Today is the first day of his marriage. Aren’t they supposed to do the thingy?

What was marriage for? In the grand scheme of things, it was for passing down generations, and, to be specific, it was about having sex.

A married couple was supposed to spend their first night in bed together. It had been a rule since the penis existed. But now, Xue Lin was actually going to sleep in another room. What does that mean?! Is she refusing to sleep together?

"I’ll castrate you if you walk into my room." Xue Lin walked upstairs and only left a graceful back image behind after she glanced at Qingfeng.

Qingfeng was a complete stranger to her. She didn’t feel anything for him even though they were married.

As for sleeping together, don’t even think about it.

Xue Lin really placed a pair of scissors in her room in case Qingfeng came in. She would definitely castrate him if he dared to enter.

"Cold enough," Qingfeng mumbled as he walked to his room on the first floor.

While Xue Lin possessed undeniable beauty, her affections were the true measure. Qingfeng harbored no desire to pursue her if her heart did not lie with him, finding the prospect of separate sleeping quarters easily manageable, as if he were sharing a bed with an inanimate object. Nonetheless, a subtle frustration gnawed at him.

Who could fathom the solitude and disquiet of a king? Orphaned at a young age, with parents who vanished and relatives who offered no solace, instead cruelly mocking him, his only solace was his ailing, paralyzed grandfather. At the tender age of eight, an enigmatic elder spirited him away overseas. There, he underwent rigorous training in martial arts and medicine, ultimately forging the formidable Wolf Fang Clan, a mercenary group. His prowess crowned him the undisputed strongest man on the Wolf Continent, earning him the moniker Wolf King, the sovereign of its underworld.

He had envisioned a life of warmth and tranquility post-marriage, yet this aspiration now seemed but a fleeting fantasy. The wife his grandfather had arranged before his passing remained utterly indifferent, treating him as though he were a complete stranger.

Entering his assigned room, Qingfeng found it meticulously prepared: walls adorned in pristine white, a grand king-sized rosewood bed, a spacious wardrobe, and a shoe cabinet, all neatly arranged. A computer sat waiting.

A computer! A glimmer of opportunity. This meant he could maintain contact with the Wolf Fang Clan.

Upon booting the machine and entering a password, he found himself in a clandestine chatroom. Initially shrouded in darkness, a colossal wolf's head materialized, followed swiftly by the appearance of a blonde, blue-eyed woman.

The woman, unmistakably Western, possessed a high-bridged nose, fair skin, and ruby-red lips. Her ample 36D chest strained against her attire, an image poised to ignite desire in any man.

“Your Majesty, the Wolf King, you have finally contacted me! I have missed you dearly,” the blonde woman purred, her voice laced with seduction as she spoke English. She languidly traced her lips.

“Alice, are all members of the Wolf Fang Clan well?” Qingfeng replied, his voice carrying a smile as he switched to fluent English.

Alice, a devoted and exceptionally loyal member of the Wolf Fang Clan, responded, her tone shifting to one of playful complaint. “Not precisely, Your Majesty. We are perplexed as to why you departed the Wolf Continent without a word. I heard you returned home and took a wife; is this true?” Her words mirrored those of a vexed housewife, betraying her long-held affection for her Wolf King, a sentiment intensified by his recent marriage.

“My apologies, Alice. This was my grandfather’s final request, and I must honor it,” Qingfeng explained gently, fully aware of her feelings. He recognized Alice as a complex individual, not only a formidable martial artist but also possessing a distinguished lineage, rumored to be connected to the Tiger Continent’s royal family. She had pledged unwavering loyalty to the Wolf King after he had once saved her life.

“May I meet your wife? I am curious about her beauty that could capture our Wolf King’s heart,” Alice inquired, her lips slightly pursed. A hint of lingering reluctance colored her expression as she expressed a desire to see Xue Lin.

“Alice, she has already retired for the night. Perhaps another time, will that suffice?”

“Very well, my dear Wolf King,” she conceded.

“Alice, have there been any recent developments concerning the other Six Kings?”

“My dear Wolf King, I intercepted word that the Tiger King has arrived in Huaxia. It is highly probable he seeks you out; you must remain vigilant.”

“The Tiger King has already reached Huaxia?” Qingfeng inquired, a frown of surprise creasing his brow.

The Earth was divided into seven continents, each presided over by a king – the most powerful individual on their respective landmass. Qingfeng held dominion over the Wolf Continent, while the Tiger King commanded the Tiger Continent. Their rivalry was legendary, their animosity deeply entrenched.

“My dear Wolf King, I have learned a new… position. Would you care to witness it?” Alice asked, her lips parting in a seductive smile. She remained undeterred, determined to reclaim Qingfeng’s heart despite his marital status.

As Alice’s alluring visage filled the video screen, Qingfeng felt a surge of heat course through him, nearly causing him to agree. However, at the critical moment, he managed to restrain himself.

“Little imp, I shall have to punish you the next time we meet,” Qingfeng stated swiftly before abruptly terminating the chat. Faint echoes of Alice’s charming laughter seemed to linger in the air.

He was acutely aware of Alice’s potent allure. Had he remained on the Wolf Continent, intimacy would likely have ensued. Alas, he was now in Huaxia, separated by distance that drove him to distraction, compounded by the frustrating prohibition of adult websites…

He decided to retire for the night.

Suppressing the fire within, Qingfeng indulged in a hot water bath before retiring to his bed.