Chapter 38: Meet Yang Zekun

Ye Chen has a gloomy face. Damn, how many men does she have?
One Yang Zekun, one Wang Rui, and now a crayon Xiaoxin.
Is his appearance so pure, is it his illusion?
Compared to Ye Chen's taste, all of Cheng Anya's thoughts were shocked by the bar in front of her. She will never forget that seven years ago, it was here that she and him spent the most absurd night in life.
"Mr. Ye, so late, what do you take me to the bar for?" Cheng Anya asked shamelessly, tight all over. The scenes of seven years ago were like a movie slowing down, playing back in his mind over and over again.
Cheng Anya was surprised to find that she actually remembered all the details between the two people seven years ago.
Her recklessness, his coldness, her inferiority, his pride...
Obviously they are people from two worlds, but they hit a spark overnight. Cheng Anya's heart hit like a deer, his palms were sweating with nervousness, and his face was hot for a while.
She could not understand Ye Sanshao's mind at all.
What does he mean?
Did you recognize her?
Ye San rarely saw her face flushed, her heart sneered. When she was Secretary of Klos, what kind of place did she go to, but what little jasper did the bar hold?
"Drink!" Ye Sanshao left the word coldly and entered the bar. Cheng Anya was stunned. The tight heart fell down, and his nerves were not so tight.
After removing Ye Chen's nervousness in recognizing her, reason returned to Cheng Anya's mind again. Ye Chen's mood today was very impetuous, why?
Dull along the way, emotions are on the verge of being out of control.
Despite the constant silence, Cheng Anya could see that he was in a bad mood.
Cheng Anya pursed her lips and walked into the bar where she fled in a hurry seven years ago.
The ambiguous light is full of lusts of desire. On the stage, the hot dance makes the men under the stage scream, excitement, the dancer's water snake waist twists flexibly, and the rich face reveals the temptation.
Scream a piece!
This is a bar with extremely high-end decoration, aristocratic decoration, and luxurious visual experience. Cheng Anya noticed that almost all the people who come here consume some heads and faces.
This is a top private bar. She couldn't help being silent. How did she get in 7 years ago?
"Anya? Why did you come here?" Cheng Anya was looking for Ye Chen, a gentle, gorgeous tone drifted over.
Senior?