100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-15-my-new-secretary
Chapter 15: My New Secretary
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Cheng Anya wept in her heart. She resented herself for being young and
ignorant seven years ago!
Even though Third Young Master Ye was not as oppressive and cold as
compared to seven years ago, she should not have been that blind. She
should not have treated him as a money boy! Instead, she actually threw
him a hundred yuan for his prostitution service.
Cheng Anya, you idiot!
If Third Young Master Ye was reminded of the time she messed things up
and found out that she secretly gave birth to Ning Ning without his
knowledge, she would definitely land herself into deep trouble and died a
Would it be too late for her to say she had entered the wrong door?
What was he trying to say with that expression on his face? A beast was a
beast; they always judged others with ill intentions. Damn it, could you
not put on that sinister expression?
“Are you sure you are of legal age?” Ye Chen leaned back lazily, his
body arching slightly against the seat. This girl… Why did her face
look as if it was paralyzed? Couldn’t she put on any facial expressions
Disgraceful. That was definitely humiliating!
F*ck, why didn’t you ask me if I was of legal age when you took full
advantage of me seven years ago?
Cheng Anya seemed to have forgotten that it was her who took the first
step to seduce him.
“President Ye, I am 24 years old. I am already of legal age,” Cheng
Anya answered seriously.
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and supported his chin with his interlocked
fingers while he looked askance at Cheng Anya, a forced smile tugged at
his lips. His gaze reminded Cheng Anya of snakes.
A clammy snake.
Cheng Anya felt uneasy.
Did he really not remember her at all?
Cheng Anya panicked. Her back was drenched in cold sweat and her nerves
tensed up. Logically, humiliation such as being made a fool of and thrown
with a hundred yuan’ worth of prostitution money must have been a first
for the dignified Third Young Master Ye. It was enough to leave a deep
impression that was impossible to forget.
Only if others had often done the same to Third Young Master Ye could he
have stayed as calm as he was now; as if it had become second nature to
him after being so used to it.
Cheng Anya was uncertain about her wild guess.
“Miss You will brief you on the specific workflow. Since you are
London’s number one secretary, you should show everyone your
capabilities then. You may leave the room if there is nothing else!” Ye
Chen’s tone was indifferent as always.
One could not discern the mood hidden underneath his deep glance.
“Yes, President Ye!” Cheng Anya let out a sigh of relief.