Coming back from the Zhang family, Cheng Anya felt very heavy and was silent all the way. Zhang Bo's ashes broke the happy atmosphere of the Zhang family. The cries of Mrs. Zhang, Young Master Zhang and others seemed to still be ringing in her ears.
, several young masters of the younger generation of the Zhang family were furious and deeply resentful, claiming that they wanted to seek justice for Zhang Bo. [Source of this book www.
Everyone's reaction was grief and anger. Cheng Anya's eyes were deep and she sighed slightly.
Commander Zhang did not blame her, but thanked her for bringing Zhang Bo's ashes back so that his soul could return to the Zhang family. Everyone in the Zhang family was grateful, but the more grateful she was, the heavier her heart became.
It's hard to say who was right or wrong, but after all, a life was lost, and she could not help but take the responsibility.
Third Young Master Ye was very quiet and silent all the way. When they returned home, neither of them had dinner. Cheng Anya had no appetite, and Third Young Master Ye also had no appetite, so they simply stopped eating.[
After taking a shower, she felt a little better, and Young Master Ye was still busy in the study. Cheng Anya was tired for a day, and after a phone call with Li Yun, she went to bed to rest. She felt the bed collapse until midnight, and then she was hugged into a warm bed.
In his arms, the familiar body smell, the strength of the hug, and the feeling of being kissed heavily on the lips all made her feel at ease.
She slept until dawn and woke up hungry.
The bed beside her was already cold, and Young Master Ye had gotten up early. She turned her head to look at the time, exclaimed, got up quickly, washed and dressed in a hurry and went downstairs. Young Master Ye was reading the newspaper at the dining table. There were two breakfasts on the table.
"Are you awake?" Young Master Ye raised his eyes and smiled, his whole body was enveloped in the morning light, exquisite and laziness, so beautiful that it was heart-warming. Cheng Anya felt obsessed for a moment and almost forgot about it.
What year is it today?
This man is really evil.
"I'm late for work, why didn't you wake me up?" Cheng Anya hurried over. The breakfast was still hot. He had just made it not long ago. Although the taste was not as good as that made from small milk buns, it was not bad, and it felt good.
good.
"What does it matter if you are late? No one will have any problem if you don't go to work." Ye Sanshao smiled domineeringly. He is Ye San, the company belongs to him, and he has the final say.
Cheng Anya rolled her eyes at him, was too lazy to pay attention to him, and suddenly said: "Should we hire a part-time worker?"
"do what?"
"Cleaning, cooking, etc."
"No need." Mr. Ye closed the newspaper. He had finished reading it. He put the newspaper on the table, took a sip of coffee, and said calmly: "I'll cook, you sweep the floor and tidy the room."
He never liked people entering his personal space. When he was alone in the past, he would ask someone to clean his room once a week. He didn't need to cook at home. He did the rest of the housework himself, and he didn't even bother to leave a single cent for others.
comfortable.
Cheng Anya looked upstairs and downstairs, it was very difficult to clean.
Forget it, she also knew that Young Turtle Ye San was "Mao", so let's just divide the work and cooperate. She suddenly missed her small apartment and her all-powerful son, "Ning Ning, you don't know how important he is until you are not around."
Third Young Master Ye twitched his lips. He had no opinion on a wife who trained her son to be an all-purpose nanny.
"By the way, when we have time, let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau." Mr. Ye said calmly, his expression seemed to say, it's going to rain today, please bring an umbrella when you go out.
When he said this, he was drinking coffee, his eyelids were half-lidded, hiding the smile in his eyes.
"Get married..." Cheng Anya said in a long voice. A month ago, she said that they would get married after Louis' incident. When she was imprisoned by Louis on the island, she was thinking, if she had known better, she would not be so pretentious.
It would be great if you marry Sanshao Ye as soon as possible.
The main reason why she didn't want to marry Young Master Ye before was because she was uneasy. She didn't know whether he really loved her or was pretending to love her because of Ning Ning. Because Young Master Ye wanted to have a family more than anyone else, he had to pretend to fall in love with someone.
There’s nothing surprising.[
After this incident, she had completely given up the idea.
She remembered that when they fell into the sea, they sat on the rock and looked at the stars in the sky. At that time, Cheng Anya was thinking that once she was out of trouble, she would definitely marry him without saying a word, and she would decide on Mrs. Ye's position.
Now they are safe, at least for the time being. It is no different from getting married. She still has a child in her belly. It is too pretentious to say that she does not want to marry Mr. Ye. This is not Miss Cheng's style.
"Don't want to get married?" Ye Sanshao raised his eyebrows, his eyes were deep, and his slender fingers rubbed the cup, which gave off a slight chill.
Cheng Anya smiled, "I was thinking, if I get married at the end of the year, would it look bad in a wedding dress with a big belly?"
This is a very serious question.
She didn't want to get married with a big belly, which would be bulky and ugly.
Third Young Master Ye reached Consummation, and the clouds suddenly dispersed, and the sun shone brightly, "Then we'll do it before the Chinese New Year."
"random."
He chuckled, took another sip of coffee, and turned his head to look at Cheng Anya, who was thinking deeply. She stopped making things difficult this time? Didn't she let him propose? Who said that a proposal without 9999 roses was not sincere?
It's just that he doesn't lack anything that a girl should enjoy, and will give it to her.
Young Master Ye tapped his fingers on the table, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his voice, "Miss Cheng, we are talking about getting married, how about you put on a happy face? Why does this make me feel like I'm forcing a girl into prostitution?"
"
Miss Cheng,o(╯□╰)o.
"Forcing" a good girl to become a prostitute, Mo, Mr. Ye, what kind of metaphor are you talking about?
Miss Cheng grinned to show her happiness. Mr. Ye rolled his eyes, grabbed her arm and took her into his arms, pressed the back of her head and kissed her hard.
"Call hubby, come and listen." Mr. Ye rubbed her red and swollen kiss, the tip of his nose touching the tip of his nose. His eyes were dark and bright, as deep as the sea, as if he wanted to eat everyone in.
This feeling is very confusing.
"You are so beautiful." Cheng Anya pushed him away randomly and jumped three feet away, "It's time to go to work."
He shook his head and smiled, then followed her out the door.
Get married...
He began to look forward to it, hoping that she would wear white gauze, go through so many years of separation, live and die together, and fall in love with him once in a lifetime.
Standing in front of Anning International Building, Cheng Anya looked at those two words and a smile appeared on her lips.[
peaceful……
Ye Sanshao said that all his achievements are here, a pun intended.
"Achen, say those words again." Cheng Anya pulled his sleeve and begged. She didn't hear those words with her own ears, but only read them from the newspaper. She always felt that they were untrue. Such pretentious words were not what Mr. Ye would say.
.
But when their mother and son's life and death were unclear, maybe he really hoped that she would hear it, hold on for him, and come back here with him one day to see his heart and his peace.
"Forgot." Mr. Ye walked in with a straight face, his ears slightly red.
"Stop, say it, say it, I don't know what you said at first." Cheng Anya trotted behind him, laughing as she ran, "I said it before, so what if I say it again."
He turned around in vain, his eyes were focused deeply, and the twisted smile hung on the corners of his lips again, "Miss Cheng, don't push yourself too far, or you will be in trouble again at night."
Cheng Anya, "..."
She was embarrassed and her face turned red. Damn it, Mr. Ye, can you be any more abnormal? Whose man would say this in public? If he doesn’t want face, she still wants it.
She had to be lucky that it was past working hours and there was no one coming or going, otherwise she would have been embarrassed to death.
Third Young Master Ye crossed his chest and smiled so devilishly, "Miss Cheng, I asked you to cook and fix you tonight. What are you thinking of that is not pure?"
After saying that, he walked into Anning International in style.
She gritted her teeth, wishing she could trample on the ground as if she were a weakling.
The lady at the front desk greeted the two of them respectfully. After passing the Anning International press conference, the relationship between Cheng Anya and Ye Sanshao has become an open secret at Anning International. Everyone knows that she is Ye Sanshao's lover, and the way they look at her
Both envy and jealousy.
She doesn't care at all.
There were still the same few people in the secretary's office, standing in a row to welcome Mr. Ye back. Everyone was smiling. Cheng Anya suddenly felt a familiar energy and returned to work.
very nice.
"Liu Xiaotian, please help Ms. Cheng share more of the work. It's inconvenient for her to be around, so don't make her too tired. You all have to do the work of sending documents up and downstairs, so don't bother her." Ye Sanshao warned and entered the office.
The four of them responded in unison.
Looking at Cheng Anya ambiguously, Liu Xiaotian came over mysteriously, "Mr. Ye is so kind to you."
Cheng Anya pushed her Bagua head and said, "Step aside."
The girls laughed and returned to work.
Cheng Anya is away for a month, so she is familiar with the progress for the time being. In fact, the current Anning International is just MBS International with a changed name. It still focuses on media, real estate and jewelry as its three main projects.
This month, Anning International's development momentum is very good. Even if Ye Sanshao is away, they have not slackened off and their development is very stable. There is no pressure from Yaohua. With the financial help of Tang Si and Lin Da, half of Anning International
Within a few months, I had returned to my original level at MBS International.
It's really surprising that other people can have such an effect even if they are not in charge at home.
At noon, Young Master Ye had an appointment with Tang Si and Lin Da to discuss the Dragon Gate issue. He left Black Eagle and Sixth Son to protect Cheng Anya, and then he left with peace of mind. As soon as he left, the girls went to the staff restaurant to eat together.
Everyone asked where they had been this month.
Third Young Master Ye looked solemn at the press conference, but Cheng Anya was not there at the critical moment. They all secretly speculated that Cheng Anya had an accident. Cheng Anya said that she was kidnapped at first, but she was fine soon.
, neither of them was in a hurry to return to China, and then spent some time in Rome.
What she said was well-founded and the girls believed her.
"Look how lucky you are to be able to play for such a long time. We are exhausted from working in the company." Lin Yali cried with a sad face and shouted that Cheng Anya was unloyal, "Next time you have to remind Mr. Ye in a friendly way that we
Still working hard."
Cheng Anya smiled and said nothing.
"By the way, here's your and Mr. Ye's son, bring it to us." Liu Xiaotian was particularly excited about this, "I bought the original gossip magazine. He looks like Mr. Ye, so cute, so good
Kawaii, bring it to us to play with."
All the girls agreed unanimously.
Cheng Anya smiled and said, "He went abroad to study and is not in City A."
The girls were disappointed for a while, Cheng Anya chuckled, her little "milk" bag was indeed very lethal and invincible.
"Anya, you don't know one thing. The old president, no, it's Old Man Ye. When he was in the hospital, Yaohua's old chairman went to see him. The two had an unknown dispute. The ward almost caught fire.
Both of them were burned to death inside. It's so scary." Guan Rutong said, "Mr. Ye doesn't know about this yet. We are still thinking about whether to tell him, so why don't you decide."
Cheng Anya was stunned. Mr. Ye and Mr. Yang were almost burned to death?
These two people have been fighting for their whole lives, and they are going to die on the same day and on the same ground. Even under the Nine Springs, I am afraid that even the King of Hell will not be at peace.
"Didn't you say what happened?"
"No, there was no report at all, but Mr. Yang said that Mr. Ye deliberately set the fire to burn him to death." Chen Juan said, "Who knows whether it is true or not, this matter passed quickly, and he is still in hospital now.
"
Cheng Anya nodded. If Mr. Ye knew about this, he would probably just say coldly, "What does it have to do with me?"
"Is there any news about Yun's chaebol?" Cheng Anya asked.
The girls looked at each other and Liu Xiaotian said: "There is no news. Yun Ruoxi is in charge now. She is very close to the general manager of Yaohua. I don't know if they will really get married."
Senior and Yun Ruoxi?
Cheng Anya frowned slightly and sighed in her heart.
Just as she was lost in thought, the phone rang. When she saw it was an unfamiliar number, she raised her eyebrows, picked up the call, and introduced herself, "Hello, I'm Cheng Anya."
There was silence for a while and no words were spoken. Cheng Anya was confused and looked at the number again. Still no words were spoken for half a minute. Her heart skipped a beat and she said in a deep voice: "If you don't speak, I'll hang up."
The laughter came from the cold machine and reached the bottom of Cheng Anya's heart.
"Anya, you're fine!" His voice always had a melancholy tone, and Cheng Anya could even imagine that he must have the "charming" demeanor of a melancholic prince over there.
Her face turned slightly pale, and the horrific experience of those more than ten days and Zhang Bo's death came to mind again, magnified over and over again, and she felt pain and hatred in her heart.
