At noon that day, Cheng Anya was warming up the soup Ning Ning had cooked in the morning. As soon as she put it on the stove, she received a call from Yang Zekun. (Novel website www.
"Mr. Yang wants to see me?" Cheng Anya turned off the fire, walked out of the kitchen on crutches, pursed her lips, Yang Zekun had said this when he was in the hospital, and it has been delayed until now. She was still wondering why Mr. Yang He wanted to see her so persistently.
When he saw her at the banquet that day, he seemed to be greatly shocked.
Let’s meet!
For the sake of seniors, "Okay, I have time in the afternoon!" [
"Where are you? I'll pick you up!" When Yang Zekun said this, his tone was a little lonely. His people told him in the morning that Cheng Anya and Ning Ning both lived at Ye Chen's house. She had almost forgotten that they were still there. Pretending to be a couple.
Maybe, from beginning to end, he was the only one who wanted to try to see if he could get close to her.
And she never thought about it.
"No, just book a restaurant to meet and I'll just go there!"
"Are your legs and feet okay?"
"fine!"
"Okay, can we meet in Deyue?"
"Okay!" Cheng Anya responded with a smile and hung up the phone. She called Li Yun and asked her to come and drive her. Li Yun was a computer programmer and had relatively free working hours. Cheng Anya called and came over soon. The doorbell rang.
"Wow, this villa is so beautiful. Invite me to be your guest for two days and enjoy it!" Li Yun let out a strange sound of surprise, clasped her hands together and begged Cheng Anya pitifully.
Miss Cheng kicked her out calmly and closed the door, "I'm still here as a guest, please? Go ahead and dream!"
"No, isn't this your son's father's home?" Li Yun said with a smile, turning around every step of the way. She was very fond of this unique villa, especially the nearby scenery, which is picturesque and ancient. Today, they blend with each other and are so beautiful that they are somewhat mysterious and dreamy.
"What's my son's, not mine!" Cheng Anya said angrily, picking up a cane as if to hit her, "Damn, you and Ning Ning teamed up to betray me, and I haven't even settled the score with you yet."
"Hey, hey, hey... Mom, don't be so violent!" Li Yun smiled and avoided it, helped her get into the car, and changed the topic, "What did the senior's grandfather do to see you?"
"Who knows, I asked to see him when I was hospitalized. It was inconvenient at that time. I have nothing to do these days anyway, so I want to see him!"
"It's not the ugly daughter-in-law meeting the parents-in-law, is it?" Li Yun joked, "Aren't you and the senior pretending to be a couple? Tsk tsk, maybe grandpa misunderstood. If you and the senior pass another paragraph, match the recent one. Gossip, oh, City A will probably be bustling for half a year, what a gorgeous love triangle."
"Shut up!" Cheng Anya said angrily, "You are such a gossip, be careful Gu Zhensheng doesn't want you!"
"If you don't want it, don't want it. This girl just happened to hit him. If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come!" Li Yun shrugged nonchalantly and smiled mischievously, "When the time comes, I will take care of your son and call you. Mommy.”
Her desire for small breasts is unparalleled!
"Can you please stop being disgusting with me?" Cheng Anya trembled, unable to bear her remarks, "My son said that he would never marry a wife to support me." [
"Come on, kids nowadays are having sex with girls before they are 15 years old. How can you remember who you are?"
"My son doesn't do that!"
"Tsk, look what kind of father he has, what a good role model!"
"Shut up!" Cheng Anya grabbed the newspaper in the car and hit her head and face.
"Mommy, you are deceiving yourself. My nephew is 15 years old. He has just graduated from the third grade of junior high school. His girlfriend is already pregnant. What kind of education is the product of? How old is he? My sister-in-law has to come to the girl's house to apologize. She is suffering.
The other party slapped him."
Cheng Anya's eyes twitched fiercely. Her extremely pure son... was frightened by Li Yun's words. This scene was definitely not what she could have imagined.
"This depends on personal self-control, Ning Ning will never do it!" She knows better than anyone what kind of person her son is. He is definitely not the same as his father.
"It's impossible to tell. Today's children are all fourteen or five years old, and the hormones in their bodies are like fire alarms."
"This is so classic!"
"Sorry, that's what Arnold said in "True Lies"." Li Yun smiled brightly back at her, and Cheng Anya rolled her eyes.
"By the way, why did we bring up this topic?" Li Yun was very depressed, "I have a mommy friend, and the topic is really serious."
"Damn, you brought it up yourself, right?" Cheng Anya was speechless to this young lady.
"Okay, let's not talk about it. Anya, what are your plans with Mr. Ye?" Li Yun quickly changed the subject, "Not getting married?"
Cheng Anya shook her head, "I'm so annoyed when I hear the word marriage recently!"
"You are jealous of others!"
"It's possible!" Cheng Anya nodded solemnly, "We'll talk about this later. We're not in a hurry. I'm 24 and he's 27. How could anyone get married so early? Let's talk about it in a few years."
"Yes, Ning Ning doesn't mind, so that won't be a problem." Li Yun laughed and joked, "Speaking of which, marrying a man like Mr. Ye is very challenging, and the probability of extramarital affairs is extremely high!"
"I totally agree!" Cheng Anya's face was sullen and full of sourness. Anyone with eyes could see this. Third Young Master Ye had a face that attracted bees and butterflies, "He is just a
Flies will stick to cracked eggs."
"I sympathize with you mentally!"
"roll!"
"You're not really going to hang yourself on his tree, are you?" Li Yun asked with great interest. She had never seen Cheng Anya fall in love, so she didn't know what her attitude was, but usually what this woman decides, then
It's a lifelong decision.
For example, emotionally.[
"Am I like that kind of person?" Cheng Anya sneered, feeling vaguely uneasy in her heart. She knew that if she really made up her mind, she might really fall into the hands of Third Master Ye for the rest of her life.
However, as a man like Mr. Ye, as a lover, he is perfect, making his girlfriend feel very satisfied, romantic, and satisfied with her vanity. But as a husband, he can make his wife sad and cry, and she is always worried.
At some point, he would lead another woman and pass by her in silence.
If trust is the foundation of relationships, then the foundation between them is very weak.
Cheng Anya, you don’t trust Third Young Master Ye enough!
"Occasionally, look at the trees nearby. It's not cost-effective to hang on one. If you look for a few more trees, you might find that hanging is more comfortable." Li Yun said with a smile, this woman has the same personality as Cheng.
As sensible and calm as Anya.
When the two of them talk, sometimes they hit the nail on the head. Otherwise, how could birds of a feather flock together and people be divided into groups?
"You mean senior?"
"The senior is not bad. He has a good personality, a good temper, and a dedicated person. He is not the same as Mr. Ye. As the saying goes in the upper class, ladies all want to marry their daughters off.
Leave it to Young Master Yang, go and deal with Third Young Master Ye yourself!" Li Yun joked, blinking, "It shows that the senior is a good candidate for a husband, and Third Young Master Ye is a good candidate for a lover, they are not on the same level."
"Do you think it's possible?" Cheng Anya raised her eyebrows, her expression was calm, and there was no sign of any ups and downs in her emotions.
"If you don't give it a try, how do you know it's impossible?" Li Yun said, "You've never given the senior a chance, so how do you know he's not good?"
"Why give it a chance when you know it's impossible?"
"Beauty, you are so arbitrary!"
"Be careful if I tell Gu Zhensheng that you are in love with someone else!"
"Please, there is no doubt that the senior is the public's choice for husband. Gu Zhensheng said that if he were a woman, he would marry Yang Zekun and would never choose Mr. Ye."
Cheng Anya, "..."
Ye Sanshao's character has indeed been questioned by the public!
"De Yue is here!" Li Yun found a place to park, which was in a famous Chinese restaurant. When Li Yun got off the car, she saw Yang Zekun waiting at the door. She looked for his hand, and Yang Zekun hurried over.
"Anya, I'm going to a nearby shopping mall. Call me when I get back!"
"good!"
Li Yun stopped driving. After passing the traffic light, it was Paris Spring, so she simply walked over.
"Does your leg hurt?" Yang Zekun supported her and asked gently. His clear voice was like a spring breeze, which was particularly comfortable.
Cheng Anya let go of the crutches and said with a faint smile: "The pain is gone. I can't walk yet. I will be able to walk again after two weeks of rehabilitation, and I will be able to walk!"
Yang Zekun smiled and said, "Let's go, grandpa is waiting for you!"
"What on earth does your grandpa want to do with me?" Cheng Anya asked doubtfully. They were strangers to each other and meeting in vain. The relationship between elders and juniors was a bit awkward. Besides, she vaguely knew that Mr. Ye and Mr. Yang had hatred.
It's probably all related to this Lin Xiaoyue.
He is also inextricably connected with Mr. Ye Sanshao. This feeling is even more uncomfortable!
"I don't know either. Grandpa didn't tell me!" Yang Zekun told the truth and didn't hide anything. He helped her slowly walk into Deyue. Knowing that her legs were inconvenient, Yang Zekun booked a table by the window on the first floor.
Location.
Mr. Yang is already waiting there.
After nodding in greeting, Cheng Anya always smiled and was helped by Yang Zekun to sit down.
"Grandpa, you guys chat, I'm leaving now and I'll pick you up later!" Yang Zekun said gently and walked out of the restaurant slowly.
"Is your leg feeling better?" Mr. Yang broke the silence first and asked her about the injury with concern.
"It's much better now. Thank you for your concern!" Cheng Anya smiled, called the waiter, and generously ordered a glass of orange juice. She didn't feel any distorted and restrained at all. After all, she was Cheng Anya, and it's not like she had never seen big scenes before.
The little girl, although Mr. Yang came to her suddenly, it didn't make her feel restless. She was just curious at most.
"Order whatever you want, the food in this restaurant is very authentic." Mr. Yang said in a flattering way, as if she was his long-lost granddaughter and he couldn't wait to please her.
"No, I'm not hungry!" This was the truth. She had been lying leisurely all day and didn't feel hungry at all. Cheng Anya was deeply puzzled by Mr. Yang's earnest eyes, as if she was expecting something, which made her feel very