Chapter 169

Cheng Anya was slightly stunned and raised her eyebrows with interest. Mr. Ye San, are you a clever eye or a gentleman? How long has it been?

"Don't tell me, you're having dinner at that restaurant at noon?" Cheng Anya smiled and smiled, with a smile that was not a smile, with cold eyes, and extremely cold.

Young Master Ye pursed his lips, "No!"

Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows, what's going on?

"Driving by!"

Cheng Anya!

It turns out that the book is a coincidence. There are so many roads, why did you drive that one?

"What did he ask you for?" Ye San Shao asked gloomy, his expression was extremely unhappy, and a vague sense of anger was moving. When he mentioned Mr. Yang, he seemed to be more disgusted and hated than Mr. Ye!

Cheng Anya said lightly: "He asked me to marry my senior!"

Ye Chen suddenly became quiet, his delicate face was covered with haze, and there was a storm in his black eyes. His fists were tightly pulled, and the anger on his body became even more violent. Cheng Anya knew very well that his emotions were out of control!

"Ye Chen, calm down!" Cheng Anya reached out and grabbed his arm. The stiff muscles were as tight as a stone, without a trace of softness. "It's just his wishful thinking, and he doesn't know our relationship."

Cheng Anya reported the truth and did not hide it, "Don't be angry, okay?"

She knew in her heart that Ye Sanshao's anger was not because she wanted to marry Yang Zekun, but because Lao Yang wanted her to marry Yang Zekun.

The key point lies in Mr. Yang!

Ye Chen hugged Cheng Anya tightly, so savagely that she almost pressed against her injured legs, pinching her arms tightly, her chest was fluctuating violently, silent, with only heavy breathing sounds, one after another, spraying on the back of her neck with a scorching sound.

"Don't promise him, don't promise him... Why..." Ye Chen was incoherent and even a little crazy, "If you dare to promise him, I will strangle you to death... I will strangle you to death..."

He spoke in a vicious tone, biting very hard word by word. Cheng Anya had no doubt at all. If she really agreed, Ye Chen would definitely strangle her to death!

Please, Mr. Ye San, okay, don’t be so angry? It’s his wishful thinking, and you are selectively deaf again!

"Ye Chen, calm down. I didn't agree to him, I didn't agree!" Cheng Anya repeated, "Damn, does this person know that he is very strong, and her bones are about to be rubbed together by her. Cheng Anya's eyebrows are furrowing.

If it weren't for his discomfort now, she would have slapped him away with a slap!

Young Master Ye San seemed to hear his words, and his anger was so angry that his mind was like a basin of cold water poured over. His emotions were slightly controlled. He slowly calmed down, but his hands were still holding Cheng Anya tightly, fearing that she would disappear in the blink of an eye!

"Mr. Ye San, I think, do you need to reduce your strength appropriately?" Cheng Anya saw that he was in a stable mood and jokingly said in a very beating tone: "Don't you know that your strength can crush a stone?"

Ye Chen suddenly let go of her and lifted up her sleeves. There was a very obvious bruise on his snow-white arms. He looked at Cheng Anya, Miss Cheng rolled her eyes, and a faint sense of guilt flashed in Ye San Shao's black eyes.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" There was obvious bruises. She didn't say a word and silently endured his rudeness!

"I said, what else is there in your mind except hatred? Let's hear it?" Cheng Anya rubbed her arm, it was so terrifying. Both arms hurt. His strength was too terrifying. It should be said that it was too terrifying when she lost control. "Young Master Ye San, although I have the same bones as you, as the saying goes, women are made of water, very delicate and cannot withstand your ravages."

Ye Chen stared at her, and she had been together for a long time, but he really couldn't understand what Cheng Anya's thinking pattern was. You said she was right and wrong, sometimes she was honest than anyone else. You said she was sophisticated, sometimes she was simpler than anyone else, you said she was not gentle, sometimes she could not say a word, bear his rudeness, and be a hundred times more gentle than any woman.

However, this kind of woman's nature is interpreted by her, which is particularly different!

Cheng Anya, is this how you express your feelings?

It's really... very special!

But he likes it, likes this kind of toughness and tenderness!

"You have to learn to control your temper. Don't be angry when you hear Old Yang and always think about the unhappy things you did before?" Cheng Anya said lightly, pointing at the busy little breast bag in the kitchen, "If you have time, think about your son more, think about the people you love, and have some happy things!"

In this way, you will not always be full of hatred!

After all, love is the most real and warmest thing in life!

Hate will only ruin one person!

"What did he say to you?" Ye Chen asked vigilantly, his whole body tense. Cheng Anya found that he could not listen to the bull playing the piano. Maybe it was a deep-rooted hatred. Ye Chen could not let it go for a moment.

With Ye Chen's character, if they had not done too conscience or had hurt the person he loved, he would not have hated them so much!

She didn't know what he had experienced.

Said with a high sound, let go of hatred and try to forget, that's very hypocritical!

Ye Chen leaned quietly against the sofa, and there was a tired look between his eyebrows. He hated someone. In fact, he was even more tired. Such a young master Ye San is heartbreaking. No wonder Ningning protects his daddy so much.

I want to give him more love, more laughter, and make up for the happiness he had missed.

"If it's about you, then he said nothing!" Cheng Anya said lightly.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, "How could he suddenly let you marry Yang Zekun? Shit, he must have investigated you and should know that you have a son. How could such a person agree to you marry his self-confidence grandson!"

"That's what he said, because I look very similar to Lin Xiaoyue, I hope I will marry Yang Zekun to fulfill his dream when he was young and make up for his regrets!" Cheng Anya said lukewarmly, quite jokingly.

Ye Chen turned his head and suddenly grabbed Cheng Anya's face roughly, and looked around pickyly, "Where does it look like it? It doesn't look like it at all!"

Cheng Anya!

Who told her with a photo that she was very similar to Lin Xiaoyue, Mr. Ye San, you have turned your back too quickly!

"That old man, his mind is not normal at all, he will do something abnormal!"

"I also think that none of him, Mr. Ye, and you, is normal!" Cheng Anya said lightly, quite joking, "All of them are very perverted!"

The only difference is that the perverts of the two old men are annoying, and the perverts of Ye Sanshou are occasionally cute.

"Young Master Ye San, don't you mind telling me the grudge between Old Ye and Old Yang and Lin Xiaoyue, right?"
Chapter completed!