My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Yang Lingfeng now feels as uncomfortable as eating shit. For the first time, he hates the honor he has won.

If he did not have a self-registration number, Ye Chen would not be able to order beluga caviar, and he even regretted having invited Ye Chen to dinner.

You know that one ounce of Beluga caviar is worth more than a thousand dollars, and a spoonful of it is almost tens of thousands of dollars.

No matter how rich he is, he can't stand Ye Chen's luxurious enjoyment.

But his big words have already been said, and Su Xiyue is here, he even has the heart and dare not regret it now, so he can only accept it through gritted teeth.

After that, Ye Chen ordered a few more expensive dishes, and finally ordered two bottles of 1990 Romani Conti, and then he handed the menu to the waiter.

"Mr. Ye, you have ordered so many dishes, I'm afraid you can't finish it with the three of us."

Yang Lingfeng coughed twice and said with a smile.

"Mr. Yang, don't worry, we can pack it if we can't finish it. There will be no waste."

Ye Chen waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Sorry, I'll go to the bathroom first."

Yang Lingfeng's face became stiff, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he got up and walked outside.

"Ye Chen, you are so true, it's too dark to start."

After Yang Lingfeng went out, Su Xiyue looked at Ye Chen with a look of helplessness on her face.

"Dare to beat my wife's idea, if he didn't let him go out of the door today, it would be considered cheap for him."

Ye Chen curled his lips and said, "Since there is a treat, Xiyue, you are not welcome, Beluga caviar, this is not something you can taste on weekdays."

"You arranged the remarks of the waiter just now?"

Su Xiyue said with a smile but not a smile: "It seems that you have a very close relationship with Hongyu, and you can let her help you at the risk of offending the Yang family."

"Where did you think about it? This club is the property of that boy Wang Ziyu. What does it have to do with Hongyu?"

Ye Chen said helplessly.

"This club turned out to be the property of Wang Ziyu."

Su Xiyue raised her eyebrows, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

The second clubhouse is the No.1 conference hall in China Overseas, with a respectable status and great significance. I didn't expect it to be the property of the Wang family. This was beyond Su Xiyue's expectations.

It didn't take long before Yang Lingfeng came back. After all, he was a person who had experienced strong winds and waves. Within a few minutes, instead of feeling strange, Yang Lingfeng's face was full of smiles.

"Yuzuki, let's talk about the company."

Yang Lingfeng is a wise man, knowing that you can't be diligent in pursuing Su Xiyue, you must have something that can attract her.

And his experience on Wall Street over the years has given him confidence that he can conquer this career woman.

When talking about work, Su Xiyue became serious and focused, and her aura became a bit strong. In the face of old classmates like Yang Lingfeng, she didn't give in a bit and tried her best to fight for her own interests.

Ye Chen wasn't interested in the affairs of these companies at all, so he took out his mobile phone and started playing nearby.

The corner of Yang Ling's mouth raised a slight arc, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

Soon, the discussion between the two came to an end. At this time, the waiter put the dishes on the long table in turn.

"Yuzuki, we'll talk about work later. It's important to eat first."

Yang Lingfeng picked up a bottle of 90-year-old Romani Conti, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and then gave it to Su Xiyue and Ye Chenman in turn.

"Come on, cheers."

Yang Lingfeng raised his glass.

"Cheers."

Su Xiyue and Ye Chen raised their wine glasses, touched them, and then took a sip.

"It really deserves to be Kandi in 1990, and the taste is unusual."

Ye Chen took a sip and exclaimed.

"Mr. Ye likes it."

Yang Ling said with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Then I'm welcome."

Ye Chen picked up the pan of fried foie gras in front of him and put it in front of his face. After a few clicks, he ate the two pieces of foie gras on the plate.

"This pan-fried foie gras is in place, and the taste is good, but the amount is small, it's just a little bit, I haven't tasted anything before it's gone."

Ye Chen curled his lips and said.

Yang Lingfeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he cursed inwardly: "Where is this country boy? Do you think this fine French foie gras is rice?"

"My copy is for you, eat slowly, don't eat in such a hurry."

Su Xiyue handed the foie gras in front of Ye Chen.

"Sure enough, it's better to have your own wife."

A touch of smile appeared on Ye Chen's face, and he was not polite immediately, and began to eat.

Yang Lingfeng's face was slightly ugly, and the expression in Ye Chen's eyes was full of disgust.

The dishes that Ye Chen ordered were expensive dishes, and even many of them were hard to find in Zhonghai. Yang Lingfeng looked ugly every time he served a dish.

At this time, Ye Chen thought that he hadn't seen Yang Lingfeng's ugly face, and without saying a word, he buried his head and ate.

Su Xiyue, who was infected by Ye Chen and ate very little for dinner, had a much better appetite today.

Yang Lingfeng felt blood dripping in his heart at this time. The money was not a big deal in Yang Lingfeng's eyes, but it was eaten by the hillbilly in front of him. Yang Lingfeng felt a sense of humiliation.

Ye Chen made it clear tonight that he was going to pit him, but he obediently put on the set like a fool, which made Yang Lingfeng, who had always been watched by millions of people, feel a little annoyed.

"Sorry, I'll go out first."

At this moment, Su Xiyue's mobile phone rang, Su Xiyue picked up the tissue next to her and wiped her mouth gently, and then went out with her mobile phone.

"It’s been so full, it’s been a long time since it’s been so refreshing, President Yang, thank you for your hospitality tonight."

Ye Chen hiccuped, took a tissue and wiped his mouth, and said with a satisfied expression.

Yang Lingfeng's face instantly turned a little gloomy, his eyes looked straight at Ye Chen, and he said indifferently: "I advise you to leave Xiyue as soon as possible. She is not someone like you who can climb high."

Ye Chen's movements paused slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneer, and said faintly: "I can't pretend so soon. I thought you would wait until this dinner is over. Your patience really disappointed me."

Yang Lingfeng frowned, took out a card from her body, put it on the table, and said faintly: "You are not worthy of Xiyue. If I were you, I would take this card, dear. Disappeared."

"Are you too confident, I don't deserve it, can you be worthy?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.

"I thought you would be a wise man, but it seems that you are not as smart as I thought."

Yang Lingfeng frowned, put away the bank card on the table, and said indifferently: "What does not belong to you, after all, is not yours, why bother to lose your life for this illusory thing."

Ye Chen stunned, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Yang Lingfeng and said seriously: "I like to hit the face of you who think you are in control of everything. That feeling is really cool."

Yang Lingfeng squinted his eyes, a strong killing intent flashed in his eyes, and the atmosphere on the scene suddenly became tense.