Hatred!

  "What's wrong? Uncomfortable?" Ye Chen sneered.

  "Whatever grudge Ye and Yang families have is your business, don't drag me into it. Mr. Ye, I'm just your employee, not a tool for you to take revenge on others." Cheng Anya smiled faintly, "Yang Lao and Ye Lao had been secretly fighting for decades, and now it's your turn to openly fight with my senior for several years. That's your world, it has nothing to do with me. Please don't ruin my peaceful life."

  "Do you think you can just retreat by saying so? Miss Cheng, you're too naive!"

  Cheng Anya's smile was faintly cold, her complexion dark and gloomy, her eyebrows sharp as knives, cuttingly sweeping over Ye Chen, "Has anyone ever told you that you're very despicable?"

  Ye San Shao gave a strange and mysterious smile, seemingly careless, yet with a hint of cold detachment, as if shrouded in a layer of turtle shell. "Many people have called me despicable, what's the harm in having one more?"

  Despicable?

  Cheng An Ya, your world is too pure white. @

  It seems that you still don't know what it means to be despicable.

  I... have long been drifting in hell!

  A lifetime of darkness!

  Cheng Anya took a deep breath, furious. How could this person say such indifferent words in such a tone? Clearly they were concerned, but pretended to be more carefree than anyone else.

  She really dislikes this kind of Ye Chen.

  This man hides everything too deeply, no matter how unpleasant it is, he tries his best to hide it in the bottom of his heart and suppresses it desperately.

  Even if he is on the verge of emotional collapse, with a lifesaving flotation device by his side, he would still be too proud to reach out for it, and would rather destroy himself in the turmoil.

  Also destroy others!

  Obviously, he does care.

  But pretending that nothing matters, this kind of Ye Chen makes Cheng Anya very annoyed.

  A bit bitter after being annoyed.

  Has he been living like this for over ten years?

  "Miss Cheng, you look just like someone!" Ye Chen suddenly said, his eyes fixed on Cheng Anya's face, with a flicker of turmoil, "If it weren't for the age difference, I almost thought... You know? These past few days, looking at your face, I wanted to tear you apart."

  Cheng Anya's eyes widened slightly, and Ye Chen looked at the night scene as if nothing had happened. "Don't worry, it was just a joke."

  Cheng Anya's heart skipped a beat, Xiao Yue? Who is this person, why did he make Yang Lao's face change greatly, his old lover?