Chapter 11: Elegant Prince Charming

Ambiguous lights, elegant style, this restaurant is suitable for couples to dine.
Cheng Anya absently fiddled with foie gras, praying secretly, but don’t meet him again. Her little girl’s heart capacity is so low that she can’t bear such a surprise.
"Anya, why don't you eat?" Yang Zekun asked gently, worried.
Cheng Anya quickly recovered, smiled apologetically, and touched her nose. She felt a little embarrassed. The move fell in Yang Zekun's eyes. The unspeakable cuteness gave her a little more love for her.
"Senior, I'm sorry about this matter, I have agreed to you, and I've agreed to it again. You scold me!"
"Silly girl, what stupid words, since you found a satisfactory job, I wish you were too late, why would you scold you, although it is a pity not to work together, but you like it, everything else is not important." Yang Zekun said softly.
Cheng Anya feels more guilty in his heart. He is always so gentle, patient, and tolerant of everything she has. He is like a piece of white jade, gentle and flawless. Such a beautiful man, why does she not call.
Depressed ing!
If the call is perfect, the seniors must be perfect lovers and perfect husbands.
Ah, this stupid heart, you shouldn’t jump when you jump, and you should jump when you shouldn’t. It’s stupid.
"Sorry!" Cheng Anya said quietly.
"Silly girl." Yang Zekun stretched out her hand, a little bit of her pretty nose, all with a spoiled smile on her face, gentle enough to drown people, "just be happy!"
In his eyes, Anya is the most precious. He has been silently guarding her for so many years, he can't bear to force her half a point, he can't wait to dedicate the best things in the world to Anya.
How willing to make her unhappy.
Cheng Anya smiled, made a grimace, and had a much better appetite.
Not far away, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. The deep eyes made people unable to see emotions. He noticed them from the moment he came in. Yang Zekun, the president of Yaohua, what is their relationship?
He and Yang Zekun played in the mall. Although Yang Zekun is personable and smiles, his smile always carries a kind of alienation and coldness.
But now, with a gentle indulgence, the girl is like a pearl on his palm. He is a man. He naturally knows what the hot eyes mean, and the woman does not reject his intimacy.
Could it be said that they are lovers?
This recognition made Ye Chen extremely unhappy, and two angers flashed in his eyes, as if his most precious thing had been coveted. The bad girl, who had just turned cold to him, just smiled so sweetly.