Lewis smiled gently, but also domineeringly, "I don't need to ask you if you like it!"
"Oh, your evolution is out of sync with ours, understand!" Cheng Anya smiled faintly and drank juice slowly. She couldn't walk anyway, so she just let nature take its course. There was nothing Louis could do in the MBS International staff restaurant. (Novel Network)
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Lewis twirled the cup, smiled, and said: "Anya, you and Mr. Ye are so similar, you can even curse people so sharply."
These two mouths are really poisonous, and their thinking is too quick!
"I drank too much of his saliva, I'm so sorry." Cheng Anya still smiled, her face didn't turn red when she said it, her heart didn't beat, and she looked very glorious. She said this in a low voice, only Louis could hear it, his emerald green eyes,
There was a flash of strange light, and at that moment Cheng Anya felt that the air around her dropped several degrees.[
But Louis was still very worried about the prince.
A slight chill ran down Cheng Anya's spine, provoking Lewis was indeed not something a smart person should do, but his face and mouth made people uncomfortable, so she couldn't help but blurt out.
"What do you think about you being my personal assistant?" Louis asked with a smile. The cold light flashed by for a second, and he quickly regained his composure. Cheng Anya wondered why this man's mask was so strong and what was it about.
Can it make him change his color?
"It's not what I think, it's what Mr. Ye thinks. I'm his chief secretary. If you ask him for someone, he'll give it. I'll be your assistant without saying anything." Cheng Anya said calmly,
Mr. Ye dared to give her to Louis, but she fired him without saying a word.
Louis was slightly startled. Where did this woman get her confidence? She was so sure that Young Master Ye would reject him?
He didn't believe that the relationship between them would be so strong that no one could destroy it. For him, no relationship between people, whether brothers, parents, or children, was always reliable.
Not to mention this fragile love.
At the table not far away, Liu Xiaotian pulled Director Li's sleeve and asked, "Hey, does the vice president have a crush on Anya?"
"I don't know!" Director Li replied coldly.
"His smile is so gentle and beautiful!" Liu Xiaotian held her heart like a nympho, smiling so hard, "Why isn't there such a beautiful man chasing me?"
Director Li slowly, slowly tilted his head, and his usually cold eyes became tender, "Donuts, say it again, one time."
Liu Xiaotian's hair stood on end. She suddenly felt frozen for miles, and she laughed several times. The eccentric Director Li suddenly slapped the table and stood up, fluttering his sleeves and walking away, his hair swaying so elegantly.
In the silence, this loud slap on the table successfully attracted the attention of others. Liu Xiaotian felt so regretful that her intestines turned green. How could she be so stupid?
"Anya, I'm going back first!" Liu Xiaotian rubbed oil on her feet and hurriedly caught up.
Cheng Anya couldn't help but laugh, "Louis, look, you attract bees and butterflies, causing other young lovers to get into trouble. It's really a sin."
"It's a pity that I just want to provoke you, the butterfly, the only one." Louis said affectionately, "Anya, in what way am I inferior to him?"
Nothing can compare to it! Cheng Anya thought to herself.
"We have an old saying in China that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. You must have heard it if you are so good at Chinese." Cheng Anya smiled, "Based on Eastern aesthetic standards, you are indeed not as good-looking as him."
Lewis raised his eyebrows, what does this have to do with being good-looking.[
"There is indeed a generation gap between us. After all, communication has national boundaries. If he heard this, he would definitely understand." Cheng Anya explained kindly: "I am an appearance addict and covet his beauty. If you want to blame it, it's your mother who doesn't."
Making you more beautiful is an innate problem, and no matter how hard you try, it will be in vain."
Louis, “…”
Appearance obsessed, coveting his beauty, not as good looking as him?
These words flashed through Louis' always sharp mind, and he felt confused for a moment, and his face changed. The expression was unfathomable. Cheng Anya smiled, she knew she couldn't solve Louis, this person was too perverted, and he was so persistent.
, and it won’t be disadvantageous to her. The entertainment brought to her door is nothing if not fun.
The group of men who coveted Miss Cheng's beauty and abilities all gave them a thumbs up. They were so brave. They dared to talk to Louis like this. This courage was unparalleled by ordinary people. In their minds, the pure and lovely Miss Cheng suddenly transformed into a queen.
They could even see the arrogant look on the Queen's face as she waved the whip. They had completely misjudged this woman.
At least none of them dared to mock Louis like this.
"You are cousins."
"You are so old-fashioned. A lot of Italian cousins get married." Cheng Anya smiled, not minding people mentioning their relationship at all.
"It's a pleasure chatting with you." Louis said lightly, his emerald green eyes darkened, and there was a determination that he was bound to win.
"I'm not happy at all." Cheng Anya smiled and calmly spread her hands, "Of course, you don't need to care about whether I am happy or not."
He only cares about his own purpose, and this is Louis.
"That's absolutely true!" Louis smiled faintly, supported his chin with one hand, twirled the red wine in the glass, and said with a half-smile: "I am becoming more and more interested in you, what should I do? It seems that I really want to be with him.
Let’s fight to the end.”
This scene was full of charm, both melancholic and suave. It was very charming and captivated a group of female employees. They all looked at Louis infatuatedly, their hearts ready to move.
Cheng Anya smiled suddenly, very elegantly and generously, "Mr. Lewis, there is a question that has troubled me for a long time. How old are you this year?"
He looks like he is only thirty.
But he has fair skin and good looks. This guy has taken his appearance to the extreme, and maybe he can be very popular despite his age.
"Thirty-six years old." Louis said bluntly. Men of this age are the most mature and charming. Their composure cannot be matched by a young boy. He considers himself to have always been infinitely charming.
"Thirty-six?" Cheng Anya smiled and said in a gentle tone, "You are so old and you are still chasing me? I know, the old cucumber is painted green, right? Just pretend to be young!"
Louis, “…”
This was the second time that Louis was choked and speechless.
The four people were stunned, and the elites opened their mouths and were dumbfounded...[
Paint the old cucumber with green paint to look young...
This sentence seemed to have an echo, floating in their minds...
That was the godfather of the Italian Mafia. Miss Cheng was so courageous to ridicule others so sharply. This time her image in their minds was no longer a queen, but a goddess.
So powerful!
The first time someone spoke to him like this, Louis also felt... shocked.
Cheng Anya was very calm, stood up, smiled, "Vice President, it's time for me to go to work, excuse me!"
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Our Miss Cheng, please be strong... I am worshiping you!
