"What? Are you uncomfortable?" Ye Chen sneered./⊙﹏⊙bwww
"Ye, any grudges between the Yang family are your business. Don't involve me, Mr. Ye. I'm just your employee, not your tool to take revenge on others." Cheng Anya smiled lightly, "Mr. Yang and Mr. Ye are fighting secretly.
After a few decades, it will be your turn to fight with your seniors for a few more years. That is your world and has nothing to do with me. Please don't destroy my peaceful life."
Young Master Ye's narrowed eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, "Do you think you can retreat just by saying you want to retreat? Miss Cheng, you are too naive!"
Cheng Anya's smile was cold, her face was dark, her eyebrows were like daggers, she glanced at Ye Chen sharply, "Has anyone ever said that you are despicable!"
Mr. Ye smiled strangely, casually, with a hint of indifference and aloofness, like a turtle shell, "There are so many people who say I'm despicable, so what's the point of having one more of you?" [
Despicable?
Cheng Anya, your world is too pure and white.
It seems that I still don’t know what despicableness is.
I...have long been in hell!
Life, darkness!
Cheng Anya took a breath and became angry. How could this person say such indifferent words in such a tone? He obviously cared so much, but pretended to be lighter than anyone else.
She hated Ye Chen like this.
This man hides everything too deeply. No matter how unhappy he is, he tries his best to hide it in his heart and suppress it with all his strength.
Even though he was on the verge of emotional collapse and there was a piece of driftwood beside him that could save his life, he was too proud to reach out and would rather destroy himself in the ups and downs.
Destroy others too!
Obviously, he cares.
But Ye Chen pretended that nothing mattered. Such Ye Chen made Cheng Anya very angry.
After being annoyed, I felt slightly bitter.
Has he been living like this for more than ten years?
"Miss Cheng, you look very much like the same person!" Ye Chen suddenly said, his eyes falling directly on Cheng Anya's face, and some fluctuations flashed past, "If it weren't for the huge age difference, I almost thought... you know?
?Looking at your face these days, I want to tear you apart."
Cheng Anya's eyes were slightly startled, and Ye Chen looked at the night as if nothing had happened, "Don't worry, it's just a talk."
Cheng Anya's heart skipped a beat, Xiaoyue? Who is this person? Why did it make Mr. Yang's complexion change drastically? His old lover?
