Still working hard."

Cheng Anya smiled and said nothing.

"By the way, here's your and Mr. Ye's son, bring it to us." Liu Xiaotian was particularly excited about this, "I bought the original gossip magazine. He looks like Mr. Ye, so cute, so good

Kawaii, bring it to us to play with."

All the girls agreed unanimously.

Cheng Anya smiled and said, "He went abroad to study and is not in City A."

The girls were disappointed for a while, Cheng Anya chuckled, her little "milk" bag was indeed very lethal and invincible.

"Anya, you don't know one thing. The old president, no, it's Old Man Ye. When he was in the hospital, Yaohua's old chairman went to see him. The two had an unknown dispute. The ward almost caught fire.

Both of them were burned to death inside. It's so scary." Guan Rutong said, "Mr. Ye doesn't know about this yet. We are still thinking about whether to tell him, so why don't you decide."

Cheng Anya was stunned. Mr. Ye and Mr. Yang were almost burned to death?

These two people have been fighting for their whole lives, and they are going to die on the same day and on the same ground. Even under the Nine Springs, I am afraid that even the King of Hell will not be at peace.

"Didn't you say what happened?"

"No, there was no report at all, but Mr. Yang said that Mr. Ye deliberately set the fire to burn him to death." Chen Juan said, "Who knows whether it is true or not, this matter passed quickly, and he is still in hospital now.

"

Cheng Anya nodded. If Mr. Ye knew about this, he would probably just say coldly, "What does it have to do with me?"

"Is there any news about Yun's chaebol?" Cheng Anya asked.

The girls looked at each other and Liu Xiaotian said: "There is no news. Yun Ruoxi is in charge now. She is very close to the general manager of Yaohua. I don't know if they will really get married."

Senior and Yun Ruoxi?

Cheng Anya frowned slightly and sighed in her heart.

Just as she was lost in thought, the phone rang. When she saw it was an unfamiliar number, she raised her eyebrows, picked up the call, and introduced herself, "Hello, I'm Cheng Anya."

There was silence for a while and no words were spoken. Cheng Anya was confused and looked at the number again. Still no words were spoken for half a minute. Her heart skipped a beat and she said in a deep voice: "If you don't speak, I'll hang up."

The laughter came from the cold machine and reached the bottom of Cheng Anya's heart.

"Anya, you're fine!" His voice always had a melancholy tone, and Cheng Anya could even imagine that he must have the "charming" demeanor of a melancholic prince over there.

Her face turned slightly pale, and the horrific experience of those more than ten days and Zhang Bo's death came to mind again, magnified over and over again, and she felt pain and hatred in her heart.

Hands, trembling slightly...

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Chapter completed!