Chapter 62 Important Woman

"Young Master Ye San, an important woman, my girlfriend, when did you become your most important woman?" Yang Zekun smiled smoothly and mu, like a gust of spring breeze blowing on his face, but there was a hint of coldness.

Yang Zekun's words shocked Mr. Yang. His sharp eyes swept through the process. Anya asked in a deep voice, "Zekun, what's going on? Your girlfriend?"

Young Master Ye was smiling so hard that he was innocent. Wen Chun and kind. He hugged Cheng Anya's hand and tried a little hard. "Young Master Yang, Miss Cheng is my chief secretary, an indispensable left and right hand. She manages all my affairs in an orderly manner. Isn't she an important woman?"

"Young Master Ye San, your fiancée is still watching over there. Are you not guilty of saying this?" Yang Zekun smiled gracefully, with a slight sarcastic look, "Or, are you used to this?"

"So what?" Ye Chen sneered, extremely arrogant.

No one can interfere in what he wants to do!

The provocative look had the arrogance and disdain that belonged to Ye San, as if he was the master of the entire world. This confidence was grinded with more than ten years of forbearance and experience.

Yang Zekun's perfect temper seemed to be on the verge of collapse, and his face became colder and colder. Old Yang glanced at Cheng Anya, but he didn't know what to say about that look.

I always feel that it is very complicated, with something he can't understand.

Ye Chen seemed to be smiling and turned his head to look at her. His devilish eyes flashed with cold light. Cheng Anya broke away from Ye Chen slightly and said hello to Mr. Yang, "Hello, Mr. Yang, my name is Cheng Anya."

Old Yang looked at her deeply, nodded, and agreed, and withdrew his eyes, "You said you would introduce your girlfriend to your grandfather tonight, which is Miss Cheng?"

"Yes, grandpa!"

Old Yang nodded and looked at Cheng Anya again, with a hint of fatigue between his eyebrows, "Grandpa is a little tired, please help grandpa greet the guests."

"Yes!" Yang Zekun glanced at Old Yang strangely and asked the housekeeper to help him down. The old man's back seemed a little hunched, and he was stained with the sadness of vicissitudes.

Just now, what happened?

Cheng Anya looked at Ye Chen and didn't understand why he provoked Mr. Yang.

No, it is not a provocation, it is a revenge.

He glanced at Old Yang with a smile, his eyes filled with the pleasure of revenge.

Xiaoyue?

Who is this person?
Chapter completed!