Vol 4 Chapter 231: (Gold Medal 100 plus more)

Entering the villa, it was very dark and quiet, there was no sound at all!
It seemed as if there was no one still. Cheng Anya sat wearily on the sofa, leaning back, hands down, the suffocating document scattered all over the place, and the paper rubbed against each other with a rustling sound.
Carefully poked Cheng Anya's heart!
It's sour!
In the night, her heart slowly sinks.
Why is it like this?
Wasn't it very happy?
Cheng Anya slowly replayed this beautiful evening in her mind. She walked hand in hand in the sunset. She smiled like a flower, his jade tree was facing the wind, a domineering kiss on the square, and a picky mouth when drinking hot... For this necklace has a variety of styles, Like weeping, extremely dog-blooded, holding her hand in a romantic walk in the white moonlight, and a bunch of fiery roses, she can even smell its aroma.
Scene after scene, like a slow motion, like a sharp blade, the elegant heart during the stroke is very painful.
She closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes were covered with a thin layer of sadness. For the hatred between the family, Ye Chen, you just abandoned me so easily?
Grieved with pain, she remembered a lot, Ye Sanshao in the old banquet of Yang, Ye Sanshao who called Yang Yang to furious, and Ye Sanshao who was inferior when confronting Ye Lao, mbs international and Yaohua In the ten years of open fights, you live and die.
Suddenly my heart was as cold as water.
But... what does all this have to do with our feelings?
Yaohua is Yaohua, Yang Lao is Yang Lao, my Cheng Anya is Cheng Anya, what reason do you want to give up on me?
When love and hatred meet in a narrow path, will you choose hatred?
A anger ignited from the bottom of my heart. Cheng Anya opened his eyes, bright and firm!
In order to lure me into your life, you do whatever you want, and you don’t hesitate to use your son as the trump card. You said, let’s try, can we grow old and try hard to make me fall in love with you, but you want to give up for hatred I?
Ye Chen, what do you think of me?
For love, I can give everything, nine regrets, but you give up, why do you make me feel so bad?
If our feelings can't withstand the hate in your heart, if you want to hate, if you want, even if you want to break, you must tell me personally, Cheng Anya, I don't want you anymore, I don't love you anymore, we break up!
Well, I will do what you want. If a man who can give up on her for hatred, I am not rare!
This girl is not so cheap!
Cheng Anya swept the sorrow on her face, stood up and went upstairs...
In Ye Chen's bedroom, the door was closed. Cheng Anya stood at the door, even without knocking on the door, and entered directly. On the face came a mellow taste of wine. She knew that it was an extremely strong wine.
The room was very dark, no lights were on, the windows were wide open, and the black curtains kept blowing in the night breeze, like a huge black devil, whistling to devour everything, and the whole room was cool, but sad, flowing out Thick pain.
Ye Chen turned his back to the door and stood by the window. The tall figure was coated with a layer of frost. The moonlight slanted from the window. It was even colder, and it was clearly close, but Cheng Anya felt that they were so far away. far……
There seemed to be a vacuum around him, and no one could walk in!
Close to the horizon!
An empty wine bottle has been thrown on the ground. Through the moonlight, Cheng Anya saw a very strong bottle of Scotch whiskey, and in his hand, he still held a bottle, sometimes head up and irritated!
She was half cold!
The burning anger was hit by this scene, and no one left behind!
On the first floor, there is a large, beautiful wine cabinet with a lot of brand-name wines, Scotch whiskey, rum, brandy, Louis XIII, etc. are all vintage wines.
There are also many wines with high sugar content.
But Ye Chen has a quirk. He doesn’t like drinking too much. This big wine cabinet is just a decoration. Unless he is particularly upset, such as returning to Yezhai, he will have a drink or two at the bar.
He never guzzled, Cheng Anya also accompanies him and also noticed that he does not drink, unless he is a businessman with the older generation, but it is difficult to be kind.
His contradiction is contradictory here, not drinking too much, but massive.
She had the courage to courage, and Chen Anya knew Ye San's character and his hatred well. She knew that hatred and her, Ye Sanshao could only choose one. She just learned such explosive news, she should be considerate He, give him time to think clearly.
But she doesn't want it, Ye Chen is suffering, is she comfortable?
She had just sworn that she had identified Ye Chen in her life regardless of whether she was moving from star to star, but he immediately let her see that her weight was not comparable to the hatred in his heart. How could it be so arrogant Cheng Anya?
She also understood that she really wanted to understand that the consequences were not what she wanted, and they really went into a dead end!
She knew so and asked for an understanding.
Cheng Anya's character is like that, she would rather painfully and painfully, rather than dragging it gently.
"Ye Chen, why?" Courage returned to his heart. Cheng Anya resisted the pain like a pinprick. Shen Sheng asked. In the dark night, her voice sounded extremely heavy and solemn!
Ye Sanshao can imagine her face at the moment without looking back!
He took another sip of wine. Whiskey was hard liquor, suitable for tasting slowly. He was so guilty of drinking, he was also uncomfortable, but he was too at a loss, overwhelmed, and the wine was not depressed. He really hated himself at the moment. Thousand cups are not drunk.
It’s good to be drunk, don’t care!
"Why didn't you go with him?" Ye Sanshao's voice was hoarse and ridiculed and cold. "How happy the old man is, how happy he is, and what kind of raw things, if there is nothing to end, he must think so. "
Cheng Anya's nose tip counted, Ye San's tone, it was extremely uncomfortable to hear, what came to an end? Ye Chen, why are you so desperate?
"It's between me and them, now it's between me and you, don't get confused!" Cheng Anya stubbornly said coldly, "You don't want me, at least give a reason!"
"I don't want you... Hahahahaha..." Ye Sanshao looked up and laughed wildly. The hoarse laughter was scattered in the empty black. There was an indescribable politeness, such as the weeping cuckoo, about to wither. .
Cheng Anya closed her eyes, holding back the pain, holding back the tears she was about to torture, torture each other, and everyone's heart was bleeding.
"Don't the surname Yang tell you?" Ye Sanshao grinned out of breath. "He can't bear to ask you to ask me..."
Ye Sanshao turned slowly. The black curtains flew strangely on both sides. Cheng Anya stunned. She saw Ye Sanshao's face with cold tears...
At that moment, like a arrow through the heart!
"Do you want to know why? I tell you..." Ye Sanshao laughed madly and desperately, smashing the wine bottle hard against the wall and shouted: "Because I is also the grandson of the turtle king! "

This chapter is a bit painful, 555, my poor Ye Sanshao...