Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ye Chen had always had women who fancied him but never had he taken a fancy to anyone, let alone after looking at the current detestable face Anya had.
“I don’t like you!” Ye Chen firmly denied after hesitating for a second.
Ye Chen admitted that Anya was an urban lady who had character, good looks, intelligence, and wisdom. She had everything that would make people swoon after her.
Ye Chen, however, would not like her.
Ye Chen will never like anyone. Never again.
The person he liked would eventually leave him, so why bother to invest any feelings right from the beginning?
He only wanted to conquer Anya.
Never had any woman been able to stir up his strong desire to conquer them, and never had there been a woman who would allow him to take all that was hers.
He wanted to take away her innocence.
It was her innocence that reflected the darkness in him.
Cheng Anya smiled. Ye Chen’s answer was not unexpected. With a smile that carried a hint of provocation, she said, “Since Third Young Master Ye does not like me, how could you be so shameless and claim that every woman who meets you cares about whether you like them?”
Thoroughly aggressive!
Since Ye Chen had just pushed her to the brink of awkwardness, there was no harm for her to return the favor.
Cheng Anya was never a pushover to begin with.
Ye Chen’s countenance sank. He squinted and said, “Miss Cheng, you are very arrogant!”
Warning shots were fired.
Cheng Anya laughed and walked up to Ye Chen as she stared into his eyes. Putting her pale hands on his heart, she said slowly yet imposingly, “Ye Chen, please do not ask me whether I like you. You will never find the answer to that question. If you want me to like you, it is simple. My heart for yours!”
As she said that, Cheng Anya tapped his chest and walked away gracefully as a shocked Ye Chen looked on.
She showed Ye Chen what arrogance truly entailed.
As the other office ladies saw Anya leave the room, they asked what had transpired in the room. After all, Cheng Anya had offended Ye Yutang. Although Ye Yutang reeked of incompetence, he was the second person in line to the MBS International’s presidency. Old Master Ye could pursue the case.
Ye Chen was afraid he was unable to protect her.
“I don’t know. Let nature take its course!” Cheng Anya smiled faintly. She never mentioned this to Ye Chen from start to end.
Anya knew well she was in trouble!
Ye Yutang would not call it a day. He would very likely lobby Old Master Ye to pressure Ye Chen. If Ye Chen could not protect her, she would have to resign.
As she waited for the outcome, which was before Ye Chen spoke, she had to do what was most important: be a good secretary to Ye Chen