Hundreds of millions of wives buy one get one free [finale]

When Yang Zekun called, Cheng Anya was preparing to go to the restaurant for dinner with Simultaneously. Ningning went to bed and woke up late yesterday, so she didn't have time to make lunch for her. (Fiction Network)

After rejecting the invitation from her colleagues, Cheng Anya went downstairs.

A black Lamborghini was parked under the MBS building. Yang Zekun was holding a large bouquet of roses, leaning against the front of the car, with a faint smile, as gentle as jade.

Cheng Anya ran over in small steps, with an embarrassed expression on her face, "Senior, why are you here?"

She was also holding a large bouquet of roses, embarrassing to her, during lunch time, there were mbs employees who came in and out, and looked at them with suspicion and ambiguity. [

She dared to guarantee that rumors and rumors must be flying everywhere.

It's no secret that Yaohua and MBS have been fighting each other for many years. They usually fight in secret, and obviously they still do not interfere with each other.

In the past two years, Yang Shao and Ye Sanshao brought their struggle to the surface, and the flames of war spread everywhere, and the struggle between the two families turned from darkness to light.

The two families are fighting each other, but they are friendly with each other in a very different manner. Everyone is uncertain about the relationship between the Ye and Yang families. It is the first time in history that Young Master Yang has appeared so blatantly at the gate of MBS.

Yang Zekun's girlfriend is Ye Chen's secretary, this news must be explosive.

"Come and invite your girlfriend to dinner!" Yang Zekun smiled softly, his doting eyes almost dripped, and he gently stuffed the rose into Cheng Anya's hand.

Holding a bouquet of red roses, Cheng Anya couldn't laugh or cry, Yang Zekun smiled, "I have something to do with you, today is the old man's birthday, I want to ask you to be my dance partner, let's go, talk while eating."

"Young Master Yang, you are a rare visitor!" Ye Chen's car stopped next to the two of them, and with the window rolled down, he glanced at Cheng Anya, "Miss Cheng, the company is a place to do things, if you want to talk about love and change places, don't affect mbs There are enough news about Ye and Yang's corporate image."

Cheng Anya smiled with a smile on her face, dammit, just like your philandering, mbs has long since lost its image, and I was worried that entering mbs would affect my pure image.

Yang Zekun asked with a smile, "Master Ye, does mbs stipulate that you can't have a couple's meal at noon? I'm just here to meet my girlfriend for dinner. It's not San Shao Ye's style to mix up business and private affairs, right?"

Ye Chen's slender fingers tapped gracefully and regularly on the steering wheel, Cheng Anya's heart beat violently, and she pulled Yang Zekun's sleeve, signaling that he could leave.

"Boss Ye, let's go first, so we won't waste your time with Miss Yun."

"Miss Cheng, you should prepare well for Mr. Yang's birthday party tonight. I hope you really distinguish between public and private."

After all, he stepped on the accelerator and disappeared before their eyes.