Qin Zhenghuang was stimulated by Yang Ye's words, and stayed for a while before she had a chance to get out of her body.

At this time, He Jingpei's car also arrived, he didn't get out of the car, leaned over and opened the co-pilot's door for her.

Yang Ye escaped from Qin Zhenghuang's side and quickly got into the car, with a calm look on his face, but he was a little panicked in his heart, and he couldn't leave this terrible person immediately.

On the other side, Qin Zhenghuang watched He Jingpei's car gradually disappear from view, he slammed the cigarette butt between his fingers on the ground, and the corners of his lips suddenly raised a smile, sneering and self-deprecating.

Because he had an important customer just now, he left in a hurry after meeting Yang Ye, and after dealing with things, he immediately returned here, but he didn't expect He Jingpei to come over to pick up Yang Ye.

Yang Ye's attitude towards herself was clearly showing him that she didn't need herself at all now.

Qin Zhenghuang stood on the ground, annoyed for a while, before getting into the car and galloping away.

And when Yang Ye arrived in front of the Yang building, she didn't let He Jingpei send her upstairs, and returned to the president's office alone, directly slumped on the bed in the lounge, staring at the ceiling with two big eyes.

She was a little exhausted to deal with He Dong, not to mention, meeting Qin Zhenghuang again, which almost consumed all her energy.

Qin Zhenghuang! Like a ghost, he doesn't know when he will appear in front of him!

However, after not seeing him for so long, why did he still have a feeling of palpitations? Yang Ye suddenly felt that if He Jingpei's car was a little late, maybe he would fall in front of Qin Zhenghuang again.

Unexpectedly, no matter how much resentment and hatred there is on weekdays, I still have no anger when I see him again, and I am distracted.

I don't know how long I thought about it, but before I knew it, my mind was in a trance and I fell into a dream.

In the dream, she returned to the village, to the cottage by the poplar forest.

The past seemed to be re-enacted, and this time, she saw the handsome young man again, swearing to himself in the woods......

"Your name is Yang Ye!, my favorite Yang Ye!" he hugged her in his arms, kissed her forehead, and said affectionately.

My favorite poplar leaf!

When Yang Ye woke up, the words he had said echoed in his mind.

However, the oath still ringed in his ears, and when he woke up, he was no longer human, and he was far away from him.

Yang Ye wiped his face indiscriminately, only to find that his face was full of tears.

She got up and got out of bed, and outside the window, snowflakes were floating in the sky, shining with a sparkling light under the light of the street lamp.

At this moment, the door was slammed from the outside, one after another, and it became more and more urgent.

At this time, who will knock on the door?

Yang Ye hesitated for a moment, thinking that the Yang family's security guards were quite intact, it must be an acquaintance who had something to find her, or a security guard, she walked over quickly to open the door, "What's the matter, knocking on the door in the middle of the night?"

She muttered discontent as she opened the door.

Standing at the door, it was not the security guard or the company's employees, as far as the eye could see, a tall and handsome * in front of him, Yang Ye looked up, feeling a little unreal.

She blinked her clear eyes, and looked at him for a moment, but her mind was spinning rapidly, could it be that she was still in a dream and hadn't woken up?

She subconsciously reached out and patted her face.

"What are you doing here?" he suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled it hard, and the whole person was in his arms, not allowing her to slap himself again.

Yang Ye's mind was blank for a moment, her brain seemed to stop thinking, she raised her eyes, and asked in a daze, "Qin Zhenghuang, it's so late, what are you doing here?"

"I missed you, I came to see you. Qin Zhenghuang's slightly hoarse voice carried a hint of domineering and strength, as soon as he finished speaking, he hugged Yang Ye tightly without warning, and leaned down to kiss her delicate red lips presumptuously.

Yang Ye was imprisoned in his arms, unable to move, and his body still carried the cold of ice and snow outside, which made her consciousness sober up all of a sudden, but helplessly, his tall and strong body could not be shaken at all.

Yang Ye could only give up the struggle, let him gnaw his lips frantically, and just when she was almost suffocating, one arm suddenly freed, she raised it without hesitation, and waved it at the face in front of her.

Qin Zhenghuang was concentrating on kissing her deeply, enjoying her sweet taste, his face was intoxicated, and just as the hand was about to fall on his face, the iron arm stretched out and caught her hand accurately.

Yang Ye's slender wrist was firmly grasped in his hand, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only widen his eyes in annoyance and stare at the face in front of him fiercely.

Qin Zhenghuang's slightly narrowed ink eyes also suddenly opened, and when he saw Yang Ye's angry eyes, he suddenly smiled, his thin lips left her lips, but he was a little unsatisfied, licking her lips provocatively with the tip of his tongue, and warned, "Yang Ye, remember, only I can do this!"

He's still so domineering! Who do you think he's doing?

Yang Ye's eyes widened, and the sudden grievances swept through his body, and his eyes couldn't help but be filled with tears......

Qin Zhenghuang's ink eyes stared at her, and was deeply stimulated by this expression, he lowered his head, hugged her again, and once again hugged her, his thin lips covered with the red lip flap, tossing and turning, this time, there was no domineering and strong just now, only gentle and affectionate, extremely lingering.

"Yang Ye, don't marry someone else!" his lips did not leave, but whispered against her, with undoubted stubbornness in his tone.

Yang Ye was afraid that he would once again indulge in his iron man's tenderness, so he immediately turned cold, opened it slightly, and said indifferently, "Qin Zhenghuang, you have no right to ask me for anything, it is my freedom to marry anyone." ”

When Qin Zhenghuang heard this, his ink eyes sank, and a look of anger suddenly overflowed the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he glared at Yang Ye coldly, "Remember, in this regard, you will never be free." ”

Yang Ye's body was passively clinging to him, and she was also frozen by the cold aura emanating from his body, she shook her whole body and struggled a few times, "You let go of me!"

Qin Zhenghuang didn't answer, let go of his arm, pushed her into the door, and closed the door casually.

There were only the two of them in the room, and the atmosphere suddenly became strange and ambiguous.

Yang Ye was beating a drum in her heart, she knew how dangerous it was to stay alone in a room with this man, "It's getting late now, please go back first and talk about something tomorrow." ”

Her voice was indescribably cold and detached, rejecting the feeling of being thousands of miles away.

Qin Zhenghuang didn't care, slowly paced to the sofa and sat down, sneering with a mocking smile, "I just want to say it tonight, I can't wait for tomorrow!"

Yang Ye was really angry with him, he didn't expect him to be such a scoundrel and unreasonable, and he didn't know how to say it for a while, so he only froze in place angrily.