100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-39-the-wildness-of-male-animals
Chapter 39: The Wildness of Male Animals
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Cheng Anya’s body stiffened. Yang Zekun looked smart in a very formal
suit. His graceful features had an even more jade-like texture under the
He was so clean and pure that it would be a blasphemy to take another
look at him.
The people who came here to enjoy were mostly those elites who were too
stressed during the day. At night, they could tear away the masks of
societal elites and vent out their stress as much as they liked.
“Senior, I accompanied someone here to relieve boredom. What about
you?” Cheng Anya prayed silently that Yang Zekun would not meet Ye Chen.
She suddenly knew why Yang Zekun asked her if she knew Ye Chen. He
probably figured out something.
“I have a few businesses to negotiate.” A drunkard blunderingly ran
toward them and nearly bumped into Cheng Anya. Yang Zekun nimbly held
onto her waist and turned around, avoiding the collision.
They bumped into each other. Their softness and toughness kneaded into a
beautiful picture. Cheng Anya hardly recovered from the shock before a
faint smell of cologne surged over, creating a trace of elegance among
the smell of liquor.
This was the usual smell of senior.
Ye Chen saw this scene and felt that they were flirting and being
intimate. He raised his head and gulped down a cup of Remy Martin Louis
A cold light flashed in his cold eyes. He was raging stealthily just like
a blazing prairie fire and even he himself was shocked by it.
Damned it, Cheng Anya!
He would not have asked her out if he knew this was going to happen.
Ye Chen asked Cheng Anya out to accompany him for a drink purely out of
“Master Yang, nice meeting you!” Ye Chen’s cold voice came between
the two of them.
Cheng Anya felt like she got an electric shock, her body quivering. She
immediately pulled away from Yang Zekun’s body and her heart thumped.
Oh no, heaven indeed did not abide by the wishes of the people.
“Third Young Master Ye, I have heard a lot about you!” Yang Zekun
stretched out his hand. His gentle eyes had an abnormal look that
disappeared incredibly fast. He cleverly hid his emotions and greeted
Third Young Master Ye gracefully.
Both of them were fickle-minded and distinguished. Their faces had
perfect expressions as they grasped each other’s hands tightly. One was
warm while the other one was cold.
Cheng Anya suddenly felt a cold wave down her back.
They were competing with each other through their gazes, the noisy
background notwithstanding. The atmosphere was filled with the tension of
the burning confrontation between the two men.
It was a showy display of their abilities!
This was the most primitive wildness among male animals.