Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

  “I’m so sorry, senior. I didn’t know about it beforehand.” Cheng Anya was apologetic as she did not know that Ye Chen wanted her to attend Old Master Yang’s birthday banquet.

  After all, it was normal to accompany her boss to a banquet. Cheng Anya thought it would be a business banquet, but who knew that it would be…


  She was sure that Ye Chen did it on purpose.

  “Since you’ve already promised him, let’s forget about it this time. We still have a long way to go. There’s no hurry.” Yang Zekun was still smiling chivalrously as he knew what Ye Chen was thinking.

  His gentle eyes looked out of the windows, reflecting his deep and peaceful gaze. However, a fierce look skimmed over his usual gentle eyes. ‘Ye Chen, did you really have to provoke me?’


  Cheng Anya went back to the office after lunch and her colleagues were back as well. They smiled as they went over to gossip after they saw her holding onto a big bouquet of roses.

  Cheng Anya tried to wiggle her way out with little effort, but her colleagues were not satisfied and started to make noise. It was the first time that the secretary department was so lively. All her colleagues thought that she was in a stable relationship with Yang Zekun and wanted her to talk about their relationship.

  This group of beautiful secretaries was chosen very carefully by MBS. They were capable, had unique personalities, and astute. If Cheng Anya did not satisfy their curiosity, they would surely insist on getting to the bottom of the matter, and Cheng Anya would not have peace for days.

  Cheng Anya was helpless and blurted out a campy drama to shut their mouths. They were so envious that they exclaimed repeatedly and kept asking when she would be getting married.

  Cheng Anya grumbled in her heart. Indeed, no matter how astute women were, they would always gossip when they were together.

  Just as they were making noises, Ye Chen and Yun Ruoxi came back.

  “Have you all finished your work? Why do you all have the time to chat and drink tea? Pack your bags and leave if you do not want to work!” Third Young Master Ye’s cold voice could freeze the entire floor. The ladies who were laughing and making noise immediately kept quiet and went back to their seats as fast as they could.

  Ye Chen’s cold eyes swept past Cheng Anya and saw the big bouquet of roses. He instantly felt that it was unpleasant to look at and went into the president’s office without saying a word, shutting the door with a bam.

  Yun Ruoxi stared at the door in astonishment and looked at Cheng Anya. A trace of jealousy flashed past Yun Ruoxi’s graceful face and she clenched her fists tightly.