Hundreds of millions of wives buy one get one free [finale]

Ye Chen at this time was exactly the same as the Ye Chen Anya saw at the old Yang's banquet. He was gloomy and cold, and there was a hostility flowing all over his body, which was extremely aggressive. There is not a trace of tenderness, but only a barren coldness.Read the latest chapter of VIP\Valley>

The starlight in the sky dimmed instantly!

The wind blew Cheng Anya's long hair and it fluttered in a mess. A few strands of hair brushed her cheeks, blurring her eyes. She had seen the most beautiful moonlight in her life.

But in the blink of an eye, she felt cold all over!

How could she forget that although the moonlight is beautiful, it is always cold, just like her heart at this moment, soaked in the moonlight, is getting colder and colder. [

Ye Chen, you pushed me out of your heart, didn't you?

Just because of that sentence, we killed the future we weaved together.

Time seemed to stand still, no one spoke, the gaze between Ye Sanshao and Cheng Anya could no longer find a gleam of warmth, Yang Zekun stood aside, smiling coldly, the man in the jade tree facing the wind, incarnated as Shura.

"Didn't you say that you don't know Lin Xiaoyue?" After a long time, Third Young Master Ye asked in a cold voice, with a tense tone full of hostility that was on the verge of firing. Third Young Master Ye's fists were clenched, his knuckles turned white, and his delicate and monstrous His facial features were gloomy.

Cheng Anya's throat hurts and she can't say a word. She vaguely knows what she has lost, and what she has lost is something she cannot bear. The helplessness, despair, and pain grab her heart like a demon. .

With five fingers hard, blood was dripping from the pinch, and the intestines were broken!

She really realized what it means to be extremely happy and sad, this night, romantic and beautiful, she treasured it in her heart, God, you are so cruel, if you wanted to insert a knife between us a long time ago, why did you do it so soon? We come here when we are the happiest and most affectionate.

"Speak up!" Young Master Ye was furious, and the anger that was wandering on the edge of the cliff collapsed. He tightly pinched Cheng Anya's shoulder with his ten fingers. The strength almost crushed her delicate bones, and whispered hoarsely in her ears. Roar, "Speak, say that you are not Lin Xiaoyue's granddaughter, that you have nothing to do with her, say..."

The night wind blows and the moonlight is cold.

The long hair blurred the eyes, and the silk was tangled, grabbing the heart!

In her eyes, his face was instantly ferocious, and his hatred surged, hitting her heart firmly.

Cheng Anya's throat felt as if it had been sanded, the pain was unbearable, her mind was still buzzing, she couldn't figure out what to do for a while, her clever mind was in severe pain, and became even more confused!

Yang Zekun split Ye Sanshao's hand to save her shoulder. She really had the illusion that if he didn't let go, she would really be crushed by him. She didn't know if it was physical pain or heartache, Cheng Anyahong eyes.

But the tears just circled, and stubbornly hid them back.

Yang Zekun protected her by his side, and stared coldly at Third Young Master Ye, "What do you hate now? Didn't you also send someone to investigate at the beginning? Because you were afraid that it was what you thought, so you stopped and fucked yourself. Sin!"

"Get the fuck out of here, it's not your turn to talk about me and her!" Ye Sanshao was furious, his eyes were as cruel as a beast, he pulled Anya at the process, Yang Zekun didn't let go, Ye Sanshao felt a pang in his heart. Rolling with hatred, he punched Yang Zekun, hitting his chin. Yang Zekun was caught off guard for a while, and he couldn't help letting go after being hit.

Cheng Anya's arms were numb from being pulled by Ye Sanshao. Before she recovered, there was a gust of wind whistling in her ears. Yang Zekun's fist brushed past her ear, and hit Ye Sanshao's face as well. He staggered a few steps, his lips wet. Blood, but firmly grasped Cheng Anya.

Yang Zekun's second punch came again.

"'Fuck'!" Young Master Ye swears in a rage, pushes Cheng Anya aside, raises his fists, and fights with Yang Zekun. Although Yang Zekun is also a trainer, he has long hated Ye San so much, The shot was fierce, but his fighting level was obviously not at the same level as Ye San's. [

In close hand-to-hand combat, Ye Sanshao's fists were fast and fierce, making Yang Zekun's face bruised and blood spitting out of his mouth. He was crazily intertwined with lust, anger, and hatred all night. He was looking for someone to vent, but Yang Zekun offered to send him to the door. He was beaten like a sandbag.

At the beginning, Yang Zekun was able to land one or two punches on Ye Sanshao, but later on he obviously couldn't stand it anymore, and was violently beaten by Ye Sanshao!

The wind was howling, Cheng Anya looked at this scene in astonishment, seeing Yang Zekun vomited several mouthfuls of blood, Cheng Anya couldn't stand anymore, rushed over, stopped Ye Sanshao, "Stop beating, Ye Chen, I'll kill you again!" !"

Ye Sanshao threw Cheng Anya away, and punched Yang Zekun hard on the lower abdomen again. Damn, he dared to beat him even if he wasn't at a fighting level, and he dared to beat him in the face if it was not good. Another fight, Cheng Anya couldn't bear it anymore, if it really killed someone, Third Young Master Ye would be ruined, even if he beat him up like this, the senior could have an injury test and sue him.

She rushed in front of Yang Zekun to block, Ye Chen's fist hit her face, fast and fierce, Cheng Anya's eyes widened in fear, the terrifying fist stopped abruptly on the bridge of her nose...

"Get out of the way!" Third Young Master Ye yelled angrily, "Otherwise I'll beat you up too!"

"Try it!" Cheng Anya challenged not to be outdone, dammit, the hands are not light or heavy, and you are the one who suffers from beating up the senior. Do you think he is that idiot Ye Yutang?

Ye Sanshao took a hard breath, withdrew his fist, his face was gloomy, Yang Zekun was beaten terribly, his beige casual clothes were covered with blood, his face was bruised and purple, and he was always as warm as ever. Yu's man was in a panic.

Third Young Master Ye didn't feel much better, he was punched a few times, his face had some marks, but the rest didn't suffer any injuries.

"Get out!" Young Master Ye lowered his eyebrows, but Cheng Anya's heart sank into a bottomless abyss. Did he tell the senior to get out, or told her to get out?Or do they both go together?

"Ye Chen, I really don't know who Lin Xiaoyue is, I didn't deliberately lie to you!" Cheng Anya said in a low voice, which was an explanation. She only knew her mother and father since she was a child, and the rest of her relatives didn't know anything.

Ye Sanshao didn't speak, and turned his head away, it was obvious that he felt uncomfortable even looking at her more!

"An Ya, follow me back, grandpa wants to see you!" Yang Zekun said, clutching his wound, and supporting Cheng Anya to leave, Ye Sanshao didn't have the slightest intention to hold back, his perfect side face was as hard as a sculpture.

The moonlight cast a layer of ice on his face!

Cheng Anya's heart aches, Third Young Master Ye, why?At least give me a reason!

Ye San remained silent, standing coldly in the night, his fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Yang Zekun took Cheng Anya away. Every step she took, she felt as if she was stepping on a sharp knife. The pain was unbearable. I hoped that Third Young Master Ye would keep her, but he didn't say a word!

The stubborn Cheng Anya bit her lower lip so hard that blood came out.

She didn't turn her head until Yang Zekun was beside her. Third Young Master Ye had already entered the villa. The dark night opened its mouth like a devil, swallowing their hope and love.

The document that pronounced the death of their love fluttered in the wind, filling the air with sadness.

"I'm not leaving!" Cheng Anya said abruptly, took a step back, and looked straight at Yang Zekun, "Senior, go to the hospital!"

"An Ya, grandpa wants to see you. You are... my cousin, his granddaughter!" Yang Zekun was in pain all over his body. He didn't expect Ye Sanshao's skills to be so terrifying, almost killer-level, but his heart was even stronger. Painful, stabbed severely by this cousin and granddaughter. [

They are blood relatives!

Cheng Anya was expressionless, "I'm his granddaughter, why can't I be with Ye Chen?"

"Ye and Yang's family are old enemies, you can't be together!" Yang Zekun frowned, feeling extremely unbearable.

"so what?"

What does the enmity between the Ye Yang family have to do with her?

"Anya, don't be stubborn, let's go home first, shall we?" Yang Zekun softened his voice, wanting to fondle her head as in the past, Cheng Anya took a step back calmly, Yang Zekun's The hand stopped in the air, the wind blew by, and one hand was lonely.

"My home is here!" Cheng Anya looked at their home and smiled, "If you don't tell me, I'll ask him myself!"

If she wants to die, she will die too!

Cheng Anya walked back to the villa step by step, Yang Zekun wanted to call her to stop, but there was no sound, and Ye Sanshao came to tell her, Anya, if you demand to understand everything, you will be hurt badly.

But he still didn't say anything!

Cheng Anya walked over, picked up the documents scattered on the ground, tidied them up, and looked at them carefully.

Her grandmother, named An Yulan, whose real name was Lin Xiaoyue, and her grandfather, named Chen De, lived in a very secluded mountain valley and had a daughter, Chen Nianyun. Later, a fire broke out in a house in a village, and the whole family was burned to death. The next daughter, Gu Meiling, was adopted by Chen De and Lin Xiaoyue.

When Chen Nianyun was 16 years old, Lin Xiaoyue passed away due to illness, and Chen De disappeared without a trace. Chen Nianyun took the young Gu Meiling out of the mountain pass, wandered outside, married Cheng Guang, and gave birth to Cheng Anya.

Cheng Anya knows the rest!

It's a very simple story with no twists and turns, because her grandparents live almost isolated from the outside world, and the information is not complete, but it clearly states that the two husband and wife are very loving, and the grandfather has always cared for the grandmother until she died of illness.

The love between the two is very touching in the eyes of the older generation in the village!

The senior is really powerful, Cheng Anya smiled bitterly, don't let him find out these things that she doesn't even know!

Is her mother Yang Lao's daughter?From Ye Chen's narration, she vaguely guessed that she left with a child back then, Luohe survived, got married, and gave birth to her mother, but...

Why didn't she come back, didn't send her mother back, and lost contact with Mr. Yang completely?

Nianyun, Nianyun... Hehe, she should have thought of it a long time ago, there is a word cloud in Mr. Yang's name, Nianyun, miss Yang Yun...

Cheng Anya smiled coldly. The grievances and resentments of the previous generation continued to this generation. She wanted to laugh very much. She laughed heartily, but only a broken voice came out of her throat...

Weeping like complaining...

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I insist, I am my own mother......