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"Ye Sanshao, important woman, my girlfriend, when did you become your most important woman?" Yang Zekun smiled cleanly and softly, like a spring breeze blowing, but implied a compelling cold.

Yang Zekun's words shocked Mr. Yang. The sharp eye scanning process was elegant. Shen Sheng asked, "Ze Kun, what's going on? Your girlfriend?"

Ye Sanshao laughed childishly, warmly and kindly, and put a little arm around Cheng Anya, "Yang Shao, Miss Cheng is my chief secretary, an indispensable left and right hand, and she takes care of all my affairs, big and small Well organized, isn't it an important woman?"

"Ye Sanshao, your fiancée is still watching over there. Isn't it guilty to say this?" Yang Zekun smiled gracefully, slightly mockingly. "Or, are you used to this?"

"What about that?" Ye Chen sneered, arrogant.

No one can intervene in what he wants to do!

The provocative eyes have the arrogance and disdain that belongs to Ye San, as if he is the master of the whole world. This kind of self-confidence is the result of more than ten years of forbearance and experience.

Yang Zekun's perfect temper seems to be on the verge of collapse, and his face is getting colder and colder. Old Yang glanced at Cheng Anya. Cheng Anya didn't know what to say.

I always felt that it was very complicated, with something he could not understand.

Ye Chen seemed to smile instead of smiling. She looked at her sideways. The devilish eyes flashed over the cold light. Cheng Anya broke away from Ye Chen slightly and said hello to Old Yang, "Hello, old Yang, my name is Cheng Anya."

Lao Yang gave her a deep look, ah, it was a promise, and she withdrew her eyes. "You said you want to introduce your girlfriend to grandpa tonight, that's Miss Cheng?"

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Old Yang nodded and looked at Cheng Anya again, a trace of tiredness appeared between his eyebrows, "Grandpa is a little tired, please help Grandpa to greet the guests."

"Yes!" Yang Zekun looked at Mr. Yang strangely and asked the housekeeper to help him down. The old man's straight back seemed to have some camels, which was infected with the vicissitudes of desolation.

Just now, what happened?

Cheng Anya glanced at Ye Chen, but he didn't understand why he would provoke Yang Lao.

No, it is not provocation, it is revenge.

When he looked at Mr. Yang with a smile, his eyes were full of revenge.

Xiaoyue?

Who is this person?

Why did her name come out from Yang Lao's mouth, does she look like her? What's the secret of this rosetear?