Chapter 11

Ambiguous lighting, elegant style, this restaurant is very suitable for lovers.

Cheng Anya fiddles with foie gras absently and prays in secret. Don’t meet him again. Her little girl’s heart is so low that she can’t stand such a surprise.

“Anya, why not?” Yang zekun asked gently, worried.

Cheng Anya soon returned to her senses. She smiled apologetically and touched her nose. She felt a little embarrassed. This move fell into Yang zekun’s eyes. It was so cute that she couldn’t say it. She loved her a little more.

“Sir, I’m sorry about this time. I’ve promised you everything, and I’ve broken my promise. Please scold me for two words!”

“Silly girl, what silly words do you say? Since you have found a satisfactory job, I wish you no time. How can you scold you? Although it’s a pity that you can’t work together, it’s ok if you like it. Everything else doesn’t matter.” Yang zekun said softly.

Cheng Anya feels more and more guilty. He is always so gentle, patient, and tolerant of everything she has. He is like a white jade, so warm that there is no flaw. Why doesn’t she call such a beautiful man.

Depressing!

If you call, it’s perfect. The senior must be the perfect lover and husband.

Ya of, this stupid heart, when you should jump, don’t jump, when you shouldn’t jump, it’s just stupid.

“I’m sorry!” Cheng Anya said quietly.

“Silly girl.” Yang zekun reached out, a little bit of her nose, her face are all spoiled smile, gentle enough to drown people, “you’re happy!”

In his eyes, Anya is the most precious. He has been guarding her silently for so many years, and is reluctant to force her to share half of it. He would like to dedicate the best things in the world to Anya.

How to let her not happy.

Cheng Anya laughs and makes a face. Her appetite is much better.

Not far away, ye Chen’s eyes narrowed slightly. Deep eyes made people unable to see emotions. He noticed them since he came in, Yang zekun, President of Yaohua. What’s their relationship?

He and Yang zekun had a hand in the mall. Although Yang zekun was elegant and smiling, his smile was always cold and alienated.

But now, with a gentle face, the girl is like a pearl in his palm. He is a man. Naturally, he knows what the hot eyes represent, and the woman does not reject his intimacy.

Are they lovers?

This cognition made yechen extremely unhappy. Two groups of anger burst into his eyes, as if his most precious things were coveted by others. Damn bad girl, she was cold to him just now, and she smiled so sweetly in an instant.