The protagonist Ye Xiong is the title of a construction worker's urban novel.

The protagonist Ye Xiong is the title of the urban novel My Iceberg President's Wife written by a construction worker.

Content: Next, Brother Ye. Go in! Ye Xiong patted Tong Wang on the shoulder. Tong Wang legs a soft, almost didn't fall to the ground. Brother bear, go in. I'm not going in. He has never seen such a big scene in his life. He is used to being a construction worker and has never experienced such an occasion. Then you can wait here.

A cement worker is too reluctant to talk about hundreds of millions of business. Knocked on the door, Ye Xiong pushed the door and went in. As soon as he entered, Ye Xiong was dumbfounded, his eyes were fixed on the woman in front of him, and he didn't react for a long time. What a beautiful beauty! Is this really the mother of a four or five-year-old child?

Before going in, Ye Xiong thought that he might meet a woman with a fat hip and a thick waist, a wrinkled face and several layers of foundation on her face. I didn't expect such a woman to have all kinds of amorous feelings. It seems that she can't be over 26. Probably because she is married, she is permeated with a mature temperament, which seems to attract people deeply.

Where did he know that when she looked at Du Yuehua, Du Yuehua was also looking at him, feeling that he was familiar with it. For a time, he couldn't think where he had seen it. How much can you pay? Xiaomei doesn't want to waste time, just ask. Ye Xiong raised a finger. 100 million, that's more like it. At least we can talk. Xiaomei nodded, thinking that she finally met a decent person.

Miss, you misunderstood, not 100 million. Ten million? Xiaomei's face changed. This is the first time she has met such a shameless person. Yes1000000. Ye Xiong corrected again. Rumble, like a bolt from the blue, exploded in Xiaomei and Du Yuehua's mind. But Xiaomei was cheated because of the other party's bid, and Du Yuehua now remembered the source of this voice.

Help! Come and help. The moment I was rescued, the man's voice rang out in my mind, similar to this one. Du Yuehua carefully looked at Ye Xiong's face and the back. It's him. It must be him. It's really hard to find a place. It didn't take much effort to get it done I finally found you. Du Yuehua felt her eyes moist.