100 Million Yuan Wife - Chapter 81
“Isn’t Ye Chen deliberately pulling this off since he knew I was coming over today? Somebody call him back!” Second Young Master Ye impatiently and arrogantly responded.
Liu Xiaotian sneered whilst Cheng Anya smiled. “Second Young Master Ye, please wait in the reception room. Boss Ye will return soon.”
“Is that the new secretary?” The voice Second Young Master Ye heard left him comfortable. Every time Ye Yutang entered MBS, he hated others calling him ‘Mr. Ye’. Old Master Ye did not allow him to enter MBS even though he was the second young master of the Ye family and also Ye Chen’s elder brother. Ye Chen’s subordinates did not show him any respect.
Ye Yutang hence bore grievances against Ye Chen.
“Yes!” Cheng Anya smiled. Ye Yutang was pleased and his anger subsided. As he saw the pure and beautiful Cheng Anya, he entertained the thought of flirting with her.
Since he had to wait for Ye Chen, he might as well, right?
This new secretary sure looked good.
Ye Yutang reached his hand over and gently caressed Cheng Anya’s sharp chin. Cheng Anya’s gaze froze and stepped back as she smiled. “Second Young Master Ye, please show some self-respect! ”
Ye Yutang looked at Anya, stunned. Never would he guess that such a young secretary, more like a personal assistant, could be so naïve. He was angered by the fact that even Ye Chen’s naïve twit would look down on him.
“Mr. Ye, please wait in the reception room! ” Liu Xiaotian coldly smiled.
Pointing at Cheng Anya, Ye Yutang barked, “Go and make me a cup of coffee!”
“Yes!”
Cheng Anya went to the pantry and made a cup of latte as Liu Xiaotian whispered to her, “How irritating could he be! And how could he and Ye Chen be brothers? One is heaven and the other is hell. My ass!”
“Anya, let me bring the coffee in. I am guessing he has had his eyes on you and will flirt with anyone whenever he is here to meet the president. He flirted with Meimei previously, and this time, it is with you. He is truly a rotten egg.”
“Let me bring the coffee in. Since he wanted me to do it, I’ll do it. He can’t shift his anger if I do it. Besides, what can he do in broad daylight?”
Cheng Anya pushed open the door and saw Ye Yutang sitting on the sofa as though he was royalty.
“Second Young Master Ye, your coffee.”
As Anya’s hand left the coffee, Second Young Master Ye grabbed her hand and the tray dropped onto the carpet. Before Cheng Anya could react, Ye Yutang hugged her as he sneered. “How dare an insignificant secretary like you stand up against me! Since you are so gutsy, I’ll show you what I am made of then.”