Chapter 62: An Important Woman“Third Young Master Ye, when did my girlfriend become your most important woman?” Yang Zekun smiled in a relaxed manner despite the biting cold in his words.
Yang Zekun’s words shocked the Old Master Yang, whose eyes swept toward Cheng Anya. Old Master Yang asked in a deep voice, “Zekun, what is going on? Is she your girlfriend?”
Third Young Master Ye genuinely laughed and gently held Anya a little tighter. “Young Master Yang, Ms. Cheng is my chief secretary. Hence, she is indispensable in managing my affairs. She has managed all my affairs very well. That being said, isn’t she an important woman as well?”
“Third Young Master Ye, your fiancée is watching you there. Don’t you feel guilty?” Yang Zekun smiled gracefully and with a slight mock he said, “Or are you used to such things?”
“So what?” Ye Chen sneered in arrogance.
No one could get in Ye Chen’s way!
Ye Chen’s provocative eyes held arrogance and disdain that were his trademark, as though he dominated the world. Such confidence could only be built with over a decade of forbearance and practice.
Yang Zekun’s flawless temper seemed to be on the verge of collapse and his face grew colder. As Old Master Yang looked at Anya, the latter was lost for words.
It felt complicated, and there was something that even he could not grasp.
Ye Chen seemingly smiled and tilted his head in her direction. His devilish gaze was mixed with bitter cold. Anya slightly struggled from Ye Chen’s grasp and greeted Old Master Yang. “Hi, Old Master Yang, I am Cheng Anya.”
Old Master Yang looked at her deeply and acknowledged her. He then retracted his gaze and said to Zekun, “You said that you would introduce your girlfriend to grandfather this evening. Is she Miss Cheng?”
“Yes, Grandfather!”
Old Master Yang nodded, and then looked at Cheng Anya. His eyebrows betrayed a trace of exhaustion as he said, “Grandpa is a little tired. Please help grandpa greet the guests.”
“Yes!” Yang Zekun looked at his grandfather strangely and allowed the butler to bring him down. Old Master Yang’s back seemed to slouch a little and carried with it hints of sadness.
What had just happened?
Cheng Anya looked at Ye Chen and did not understand why he would provoke the older Yang.
No, it was not a provocation, but revenge.
When Ye Chen seemingly smiled at the older Yang, his gaze was full of revenge.
Xiaoyue?
Who was she?
Why did the older Yang mention her name? Did she look like Xiaoyue? And what was the secret behind the Rose Tear?