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Ye Chen's eyes were deep, and he glanced coldly at Cheng Anya, who had been bowing her head, and looked at Yang Zekun, without saying a word, her slightly narrowed eyes were filled with hidden hostility. [The source of this book www>

Not far away, Yun Ruoxi flashed a smug smile on her soft face, does she have a child?

What a great news!

"Young Master Yang, I'm leaving!" Ye Chen said in a deep voice, without waiting for Yang Zekun's response, he took Cheng Anya away from the banquet.

Yang Zekun looked at their backs worriedly, Yun Ruoxi wanted to chase, but steadied his footsteps in vain, showing a triumphant smile, since Cheng Anya has a child, she can never be her threat. [

What is Ye Chen's status, and how can a woman with a child be worthy of him.

In the car, it's very quiet.

Cheng Anya's heart was pounding, pounding, almost jumping out of her throat, her calm mind could no longer be calm.

If Ye Chen went to check on her, Ning Ning would definitely not be able to escape. Would he have any associations when he saw Ning Ning?

That forgotten past, now she is the only one remembering it, Ye Chen has long forgotten it, maybe he will remember it when he sees Ning Ning, what should she do then?

Ning Ning is her everything, no one can take it away, even Ye Chen, absolutely not!

How to do?

Panic and fear rushed to his forehead, his face became paler and paler.

Suddenly braking, Cheng Anya panicked, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Ye Chen's devilish eyes looking at her deeply, "How old are you this year?"

This sentence, asked very calmly.

"24!" Cheng Anya told the truth, feeling uneasy.

"24?" Ye Chen bit the age playfully, "How old is your son?"

"Mr. Ye, this is my personal matter." Cheng Anya said flatly, "Didn't Mr. Ye always emphasize the distinction between public and private?"

What kind of tone, you are only a few years older than me, and you despise me for having a son at such a young age, you should just despise yourself.

o(╯□╰)o!

Ye Chen didn't seem to hear what she said. He remembered something, his eyes were dangerous, "The person who called last time was your son?"

Cheng Anya didn't say anything, she acquiesced.

There was a dangerous atmosphere in the narrow carriage, and Cheng Anya's usual signature smile couldn't hold on anymore.

Yes, so what? [

Her palms were sweating because of nervousness, she was flustered, and she didn't even dare to look at Ye Chen's eyes at this moment.

Ye Chen's hand tapped the steering wheel slowly, one sound, one sound, very regular, each sound hit Cheng Anya's heart, heavy and suffocating.

Ye Chen is angry!

No, it's anger!

If you knew of Ningning's existence, how would things evolve?

"Miss Cheng, you really know how to pretend!" Ye Sanshao tilted his head, uttered a sentence with a half-smile, his eyes were angry, but his face was evil.