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"How? Uncomfortable?" Ye Chen sneered.

"What kind of grievances between Ye and Yang are yours. Don't pull me in. President Ye, I'm just your employee, not your tool for revenge." Cheng Anya smiled lightly, "Yang Lao and Ye Lao are fighting. For decades, it is your turn to fight with the seniors for a few years. That is your world. It has nothing to do with me. Please do not destroy my peaceful life."

Ye Sanshao's narrowed eyes flicked fiercely, "Do you think you can retreat if you retreat? Miss Cheng, you are too naive!"

Cheng Anya smiled coldly, his face dark, his eyebrows sharp, and swept across Ye Chen sharply, "Did anyone say that you are mean!"

Ye Sanshao smiled strangely, carelessly, and there was a trace of indifferent alienation, like a layer of turtle shell, "Say I have so many despicable people, why don't you have more one?"

Is it mean?

Cheng Anya, your world is too pure.

It seems, do not know yet, what is mean.

I...have long been floating in hell!

Life, darkness!

Cheng Anya suffocated and got fired. How could this person say such indifferent words in this tone, obviously caring so much, but pretending to be lighter than anyone else.

She, very annoying, such Ye Chen.

This man always hid too deeply, no matter how unpleasant, he tried to hide in his heart and tried to suppress it.

Even if his emotions are on the verge of collapse, and there is a life-saving driftwood around him, he proudly does not want to extend his hand, preferring to destroy himself in the ups and downs.

Also destroy others!

Obviously, he cares.

But pretend that it doesn't matter. Ye Chen like this makes Cheng Anya very annoyed.

After being annoyed, it was slightly bitter.

Has he lived such a life for more than ten years?

"Miss Cheng, you look like a person!" Ye Chen said suddenly, his eyes falling straight on Cheng Anya's face, and some fluctuations passed by. "If it is not too different from the age, I almost think... Do 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. "Relax, just talk."

Cheng Anya's heart jumped, Xiaoyue? Who is this man, and why has Mr. Yang changed his face, his old lover?