100 Million Yuan Wife - chapter-68-hatred
Chapter 68: Hatred!
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“What’s up? Are you uncomfortable?” Ye Chen sneered.
“Whatever grievance between your family and the Yang family is none of
my concern. Please do not implicate me. Boss Ye, I am just your worker
and not your tool to get back at other people.” Cheng Anya smiled
faintly. “Old Master Yang and Old Master Ye have been feuding for
decades. Now, it’s your turn to openly compete with Yang Zekun. It is
your world, and I have nothing to do with it. Please do not destroy my
Third Young Master Ye’s gaze turned stern. “Do you think that you can
cop out as you wish, whenever you want to? You can’t be too naive!”
Cheng Anya smiled slightly. With a cold countenance and a cutting gaze,
she said, “Did anybody tell you that you are despicable!”
Third Young Master Ye smiled cryptically. Seemingly incensed by the
comments of others, like a tortoise in its shell, Third Young Master Ye
callously said, “Many have described me as despicable. Having an
additional person, like you, describe me as despicable does not make a
Cheng Anya, your worldview was too innocent.
It seemed that she did not know what despicable meant.
I… am already living in my own hell!
A life full of darkness!
Cheng Anya’s breath stalled. How could a person use such a callous tone
to portray such indifference! He surely cared, but disguised it much
better than anyone.
She really disliked such a Ye Chen. Ye Chen was a person of hidden
depths, and he would suppress all his displeasures deeply in his heart.
Even if he was on the verge of breaking down, he would not reach out to
someone who could help him. He would rather implode and destroy himself
in the process.
Also destroy others in the process!
He obviously cared.
But put on a disguise and pretended as though nothing mattered to him.
This aspect of Ye Chen infuriated Cheng Anya.
Feelings of bitterness accompanied her annoyance at Ye Chen.
Had he been living like this for the past ten-plus years?
“Miss Cheng, you are like somebody!” Ye Chen suddenly blurted, his
gaze falling on Cheng Anya’s face. As her face twitched, Ye Chen asked,
“If our age difference wasn’t this far apart… I almost… You know,
it is not too different. I almost thought… Do you know? I felt like
making your life extremely miserable when I saw your face for the past
few days. ”
Cheng Anya was stunned. Ye Chen looked into the dark night as though
nothing happened. “Don’t worry, I was just saying.”
Cheng Anya’s heart jumped. Xiaoyue? Who was she? And why did the older
Yang’s face change? Was she his old flame?