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

"What? Uncomfortable?" Ye Chen sneered. /⊙﹏⊙bwww>

"The grievances between Ye and Yang are your business. Don't drag me into it. Mr. Ye, I'm just your employee, not a tool for you to take revenge on others." Cheng Anya smiled faintly, "Mr. Yang and Mr. Ye are fighting secretly. After decades, it's your turn to fight with your seniors for a few years, that's your world, it has nothing to do with me, please don't destroy my peaceful life."

Third Young Master Ye's narrowed eyes flashed a stern look, "You think you can retreat just by saying you will? Miss Cheng, you are too naive!"

Cheng Anya's smile was slightly cold, her complexion was dark, her eyebrows were like knives, and she glanced at Ye Chen fiercely, "Has anyone ever said that you are despicable!"

Third Young Master Ye smiled strangely, casually, yet with a hint of indifference and alienation, like a shell of a turtle, "There are so many people who say I'm despicable, so why not have you one more?"

despicable?

Cheng Anya, your world is too pure and white.

It seems that I still don't know what meanness is.

I... have already been up and down in hell!

Life, darkness!

Cheng Anya suffocated and became angry, how could this person say such indifferent words in such a tone, obviously caring so much, but pretending to be lighter than anyone else.

She really hates 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 desperately.

Even if he was on the verge of emotional collapse and there was a piece of driftwood beside him that could save his life, he was so arrogant that he didn't want to stretch out his hand, and would rather destroy himself in the ups and downs.

Destroy others too!

Obviously, he cared.

But pretending that it doesn't matter, this kind of Ye Chen made Cheng Anya very annoyed.

After being annoyed, it was slightly bitter.

Has he been living this way for more than ten years?

"Miss Cheng, you look like a person!" Ye Chen said suddenly, his eyes fell directly on Cheng Anya's face, and some fluctuations flashed past, "If it wasn't for the huge age difference, I would almost think...you know what? ? Looking at your face these days, I want to tear you apart."

Cheng Anya's pupils were slightly dazed, and Ye Chen looked at the night as if nothing had happened, "Don't worry, I'm just talking."

Cheng Anya's heart skipped a beat, Xiaoyue?Who is this person, and why did it make Mr. Yang's complexion change drastically, his old lover?