After entering the villa, it was very dark, very quiet, and there was no sound at all!

It was as quiet as if no one was there, and Cheng Anya sat on the sofa wearily, leaning back with her hands hanging down, the suffocating document was scattered all over the floor, and the papers rubbed against each other to make a rustling sound. (www>

Carefully poked Cheng Anya's heart!

So sour!

In the dark night, her heart also slowly sank. [

Why did it become like this?

Wasn't it very happy?

Cheng Anya slowly replays this beautiful night in her mind, walking hand in hand in the sunset, she smiling like a flower, he facing the wind, the domineering kiss in the square, the picky mouth when drinking... For this necklace, there are so many charms, Weeping like complaining, extremely bloody, holding her hand and walking romantically in the white moonlight, there was a bouquet of fiery red roses, and she could even smell its fragrance.

Scene after scene, like a slow motion, and like a sharp blade, slashing through Anya's heart, it hurts a lot.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes covered her face with a thin layer of sadness, because of the hatred between the families, Ye Chen, you abandoned me so easily?

With pain in her heart, she thought of a lot, Ye Sanshao at Elder Yang's banquet, Ye Sanshao who was furiously called by Elder Yang, and Ye Sanshao who was not rude when confronting Elder Ye, how much did MBS International and Yaohua do? Ten years of open and secret struggles, life and death.

Immediately my heart was as cold as water.

But... what does all this have to do with our feelings?

Yaohua is Yaohua, Mr. Yang is Mr. Yang, and I, Cheng Anya, am Cheng Anya. Why do you want to give up on me?

When love and hatred meet each other, will you choose hatred?

A burst of anger ignited from the bottom of her heart, and Cheng Anya opened her eyes suddenly, bright and determined!

In order to lure me into your life, you did not hesitate to use your son as your trump card by any means. It was you who said, let's try to see if we can grow old together and make me fall in love with you, but you want to give up because of hatred. I?

Ye Chen, what do you think of me?

For love, I can give everything, nine deaths without regret, but you give up lightly, how can you make me feel so embarrassed?

If our relationship can't match the hatred in your heart, if you want to hate, do whatever you want, even if you want to break up, you have to tell me in person, Cheng Anya, I don't want you anymore, I don't love you anymore, let's break up!

Well, I'll do whatever you want, if a man who can give up her out of hatred, I'm not indifferent!

This girl is not so cheap!

Cheng Anya swept away the sadness on her face, stood up abruptly, and went upstairs...

In Ye Chen's bedroom, the door was closed tightly. Cheng Anya stood at the door without even knocking, and entered directly. A strong smell of alcohol came to her face, and she knew it was extremely strong alcohol just by the smell. [

The room was very dark, the lights were not turned on, the windows were wide open, and the black curtains were constantly blowing in the night wind, like a huge black ghost, roaring to swallow everything, the whole room was cold, And desolate, there was a heavy pain flowing out.

Ye Chen stood by the window with his back to the door, his tall figure seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, the moonlight slanted in from the window, making it even colder, obviously close at hand, but Cheng Anya felt that the distance between them was very good. far, far away...

There seemed to be a vacuum around him, no one could walk in!

So far away!

There was already an empty wine bottle lying on the ground, and through the moonlight, Cheng Anya saw that it was a bottle of strong Scotch whiskey, and he still held a bottle in his hand, and sometimes he poured his head up!

Her heart was half cold!

The ignited anger was completely beaten by this scene!

There is a large and beautiful wine cabinet on the first floor, which contains a lot of famous brand wines, such as Scotch whiskey, rum, brandy, Louis XIII of centaur...all are good wines that have been aged.

There are also many wines with high sugar content.

But Ye Chen has a quirk, he doesn't like drinking very much, this big wine cabinet is just a decoration, unless he is particularly upset, for example, when he comes back from Ye's house, he will have a drink or two at the bar.

He never drank heavily, and Cheng Anya also noticed that when she accompanied him to socialize, he didn't drink alcohol, unless he was with the older generation of businessmen, the hospitality was hard to turn down.

His contradiction lies here. He doesn't drink too much, but he drinks a lot.

The courage she summoned was overwhelming. Cheng Anya knew Ye San's character well, as well as his hatred. She knew that Young Master Ye San could only choose one between hatred and her. She should be considerate of him and give him time to think clearly.

But she doesn't want it, Ye Chen is in pain, does she feel better?

She just swore that she would recognize Ye Chen no matter how many times changed in this life, but he immediately let her see that her weight was not as important as the hatred in his heart. How could Cheng Anya feel so embarrassed?

She also understands that if she really wants to ask clearly, the consequences are not what she wants, and they are really in a dead end!

She knew it was so, and asked to understand.

Cheng Anya's character is just like that, she would rather suffer pain than drag it on meekly.

"Ye Chen, why?" With courage returning to her heart, Cheng Anya resisted the pain like a needle, and asked in a deep voice. In the dark night, her voice sounded extraordinarily deep and dignified!

Ye Sanshao can imagine her face at this moment without turning around!

He took another sip of wine. Whiskey is strong wine, suitable for drinking slowly. He drank so much that he felt uncomfortable, but his heart was too dazed and at a loss, and he could suppress the wine and not panic. Hate yourself for why you don't get drunk after a thousand cups.

It's good to be drunk, don't worry about anything! [

"Why didn't you go with him?" Young Master Ye's voice was very hoarse, ridiculed and cold, "The old man is so happy, so gloating, the bastard's things really don't have a good end, he must be thinking so. "

Cheng Anya calculated with the tip of her nose. Ye San's tone made people feel extremely uncomfortable. What happened?Ye Chen, why are you so desperate?

"This is between me and them, now it's between me and you, don't get confused!" Cheng Anya hardened her heart and said coldly, "If you don't want me, at least give me a reason!"

"I don't want you... Hahahahaha..." Third Young Master Ye raised his head and laughed wildly. The hoarse laughter was scattered in the empty darkness, and there was an indescribable sadness, like a cuckoo weeping blood, about to wither .

Cheng Anya closed her eyes abruptly, holding back the pain and the tears that were about to burst out, and torturing each other, everyone's hearts were bleeding.

"Didn't the surname Yang tell you?" Ye Sanshao laughed out of breath, "He really had the heart to ask you to ask me..."

Ye Sanshao turned around slowly, the black curtains fluttered strangely on both sides, Cheng Anya was dumbfounded, she saw the cold tears flowing on Ye Sanshao's face...

At that moment, it was like a thousand arrows piercing through the heart!

"Do you want to know why? Let me tell you..." Ye Sanshao laughed wildly and desperately, and slammed the wine bottle against the wall fiercely, roaring: "Because I'm also the grandson of that bastard turtle! "

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

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