"Ye Sanshao, an important woman, my girlfriend, when did you become your most important woman?" Yang Zekun smiled softly and gently, like a gust of wind blowing on his face, but there was a compelling coldness.

Yang Zekun's words shocked Yang Lao, and his sharp eyes swept over Anya, and asked in a deep voice, "Zekun, what's going on?" Your girlfriend? ”

Ye Sanshao smiled so much that he was pure and kind, and he hugged Cheng Anya's hand with slight force, "Yang Shao, Miss Cheng is my chief secretary, an indispensable left and right hand, and she takes care of my affairs in an orderly manner, isn't she an important woman?" ”

"Ye Sanshao, your fiancée is still watching over there, isn't it empty to say this?" Yang Zekun smiled elegantly, slightly mocking, "Or are you used to this?" ”

"So what?" Ye Chen sneered, extremely arrogant.

What he wants to do, no one can interfere!

The provocative eyes have the arrogance and disdain that belong to Ye San, as if he is the ruler of the entire heaven and earth, this kind of self-confidence is tempered by more than ten years of forbearance and experience.

Yang Zekun's flawless temper seemed to be on the verge of collapse, his face was getting colder and colder, Yang Lao glanced at Cheng Anya, and Cheng Anya didn't know what to say.

I always felt that it was very complicated, sandwiched with something he couldn't understand.

Ye Chen seemed to be smiling, he turned his head to look at her, his demonic eyes flashed with a cold light, Cheng Anya broke free from Ye Chen slightly, and greeted Yang Lao, "Yang Lao, hello, my name is Cheng Anya." ”

Yang Lao looked at her deeply, and snorted, which was considered to be acceptable, and retracted his eyes, "You said that you were going to introduce your girlfriend to your grandfather tonight, is that Miss Cheng?" ”

"Yes, Grandpa!"

Yang Lao nodded, glanced at Cheng Anya again, and showed a trace of tiredness between his eyebrows, "Grandpa is a little tired, you can help grandpa greet the guests." ”

"Yes!" Yang Zekun glanced at Yang Lao strangely, and asked the housekeeper to help him down, the old man's straight back seemed to be a little hunched, and he was infected with the sadness of vicissitudes.

Just now, what happened?

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

No, it's not a provocation, it's a revenge.

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

Both?

Who is this man?

Why did her name come out of Yang Lao's mouth, did she look so similar to her? What's the secret of this rosetear?

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