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

Louis smiled gently, but also domineeringly, "I don't need to ask you if you like it!"

"Oh, your evolution is out of sync with ours, understand!" Cheng Anya smiled lightly, drank the juice slowly, she couldn't leave anyway, let it be, and Louis couldn't do much in the mbs international staff cafeteria. (Fiction Network)

Louis twirled the cup, smiled, and said, "Anya, you and Third Young Master Ye are really similar, even cursing so sharply."

These two mouths are really poisonous and poisonous, and the thinking is too quick!

"I drool too much after eating him, I'm really sorry." Cheng Anya still smiled, her face didn't blush and her heart beat, with a very honorable look, she said this in a low voice, only Louis could hear, his emerald green eyes, A strange light flashed, and Cheng Anya felt the air around her drop several degrees at that moment. [

But Louis is still very worried about the prince.

Cheng Anya's back was slightly chilled, and provoking Louis was indeed not something a smart person should do, but his face and mouth made people uncomfortable, and he couldn't help but blurted out.

"What do you think, how about you coming to be my personal assistant?" Louis asked with a smile. The cold light flashed for a second, and he quickly regained his composure. Cheng Anya wondered why this man's mask was so strong, and what was there? Can it change his "color"?

"It's not what I think, but what Mr. Ye thinks. I'm his chief secretary. If you ask him for someone, he'll give it to you. I'll be your assistant without saying a word." Cheng Anya said calmly, Young Master Ye dared to give her to Louis, but she fired him without saying a word.

Louis was slightly taken aback. How could this woman have the confidence to be so sure that Young Master Ye would reject him?

He didn't believe that the relationship between them would be so strong that no one could destroy it. For him, the relationship between people, be it brothers, parents or children, no relationship is forever reliable.

Not to mention this fragile love.

At the table not far away, Liu Xiaotian tugged Director Li's sleeve and asked, "Hey, has the vice president taken a fancy to Anya?"

"I don't know!" Director Li replied indifferently.

"He's so gentle and beautiful when he smiles!" Liu Xiaotian held her heart like a nympho, and laughed wildly, "Why isn't there such a beautiful man chasing me?"

Director Li slowly, slowly, tilted his head, his eyes that were usually cold and hard turned into tenderness, "Doughnuts, say, one more time."

Liu Xiaotian's hairs stood on end, feeling frozen, she laughed a few times guilty, the eccentric director Li suddenly slapped the table, and walked away, her hair fluttering.

In the silence, the slap on the table was very loud, successfully attracting the attention of others, Liu Xiaotian regretted so much that her guts turned green, how could she be so stupid.

"An Ya, I'm going back first!" Liu Xiaotian put oil on her feet and hurried to catch up.

Cheng Anya couldn't help laughing, "Louis, you see how much you attract others and make other young couples quarrel, it's really a crime."

"Unfortunately, I just want to provoke you, the only butterfly." Louis said affectionately, "Anya, what am I not as good as him?"

Nothing compares to that!Cheng Anya thought to herself.

"There is an old saying in China that beauty is in the eye of a beholder. You must have heard it because your Chinese is so good." Cheng Anya smiled, "Based on the aesthetic standards of orientals, you are indeed not as good-looking as him."

Louis raised his eyebrows, what does this have to do with being good-looking. [

"We do have a generation gap. After all, there is a problem of national boundaries in communication. If he listens to this, he will understand." Cheng Anya kindly explained: "As for me, I am a look control, and I covet his beauty. If you want to blame it, your mother didn't." It is a congenital problem to make you look better, no matter how hard you try, it will be useless."

Lewis, "..."

Appearance control, covet his beauty, not as good-looking as him?

These words flashed through Louis's always keen mind, and he felt dazed for a while, his face changed, the expression was unfathomable, Cheng Anya smiled, she knew she couldn't solve Louis, this person is too perverted, so persistent , and it won't be bad for her. It's a pastime that comes to your door. If you don't play, you don't play for nothing.

The group of men who coveted Miss Cheng's beauty and ability all gave a thumbs up. They were too tough. They dared to talk to Louis like this. This courage is beyond comparison with ordinary people. The pure and lovely Miss Cheng in their hearts suddenly became a queen.

They could even see the haughty "look" of the queen waving the leather whip. They were completely wrong about this woman.

At least none of them dared to mock Louis like that.

"You are cousins."

"You are so old-fashioned, a lot of Italian cousins ​​are married." Cheng Anya smiled, not minding their relationship being mentioned at all.

"It's a pleasure chatting with you." Louis said lightly, his emerald green eyes darkened, and there was a kind of determination that was inevitable.

"I'm not happy at all." Cheng Anya smiled and spread her hands calmly, "Of course, you don't need to care whether I'm happy or not."

He only cares about his own ends, which is Louis.

"Extremely true!" Louis smiled faintly, propped his chin with one hand, swirled the red wine in the glass, and said with a half-smile: "I'm more and more interested in you, what should I do? It seems that I really want to be with him It's over."

This scene is glamorous, both melancholic prince and suave, very charming, and also fascinated a group of female employees, all of them looked at Louis obsessively, their hearts ready to move.

Cheng Anya smiled gracefully, "Mr. Louis, there is a question that has troubled me for a long time. How old are you this year?"

It seems that he is only thirty.

But he is fair-skinned and beautiful. This guy has already brought out his inimitability to the extreme. Maybe his age can make him an upset.

"36 years old." Louis said bluntly. Men of this age are the most mature and attractive. The kind of calmness is not comparable to that of young boys. He thinks that he has always been charming.

"36?" Cheng Anya smiled with a gentle tone, "You're still chasing me at such an old age? I know, old cucumbers are painted green, right? Pretending to be tender!"

Lewis, "..."

This is the second time Louis has been choked up and speechless.

The four were stunned, those elites opened their mouths and were stunned...[

The old cucumber is painted with green paint, pretending to be tender...

This sentence seems to have an echo, floating in their minds...

That's the godfather of the Italian Mafia. Miss Cheng is so brave to ridicule people so sharply. This time, her image in their minds is no longer a queen, but a goddess.

So powerful!

It was the first time anyone had spoken to him like that, and Louis was also...shocked.

Cheng Anya was very calm, she stood up and smiled, "Vice President, it's time for me to go to work, excuse me!"

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Ms. Cheng, our family, be strong... Worshiping!

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