100m Yuan Wife: Buy One Get One

Third Young Master Ye quickly grabbed her and fell on the rose. Cheng Anya lost strength and fell on him. Third Young Master Ye held her head and kissed her tenderly. His dexterous tongue penetrated the territory and traced every inch of her. The soft skin, finally sucking and teasing with the lilac tongue.

She was gentle and cherished, as if she were a fragile treasure. He held her in his mouth until she was broken and melted. Miss Cheng was moved by this tenderness, as soft as a pool of spring water. Following Ye Sanshao, she was immersed in tenderness. in sea water.

Achen......

"Little Anya, it's great to have you!" Mr. Ye chuckled, stroking her lips with his slender fingers, his smile filled with satisfaction from the bottom of his bones, and his delicate and enchanting face had a gentle and enchanting color.

"It's a blessing in your life." Cheng Anya accepted his emotion without hesitation, grabbed his tie and sat up, she smiled and said: "Third Young Master Ye, let's discuss something..."

"Achen!"

"You have to let me have an adaptation period..." Cheng Anya retorted in a low voice. Seeing that Third Master Ye's face was stern, she surrendered, "Okay, Achen, let's discuss something. Don't talk to Louis again in the future." It’s a competition, and you can do whatever you like.”

"Who asked him to covet my woman? This matter is non-negotiable!" Mr. Ye said domineeringly, letting him watch Louis coveting Cheng Anya while doing nothing and dreaming. This woman is his and no one can covet her.

This is an overbearing possessiveness.

"What are you doing? The woman who covets you can go around City A. Did I say anything?" Cheng Anya asked with a sweet smile and a gentle tone. Young Master Ye suddenly felt his scalp numb.

"That's the past, don't bring up old scores!" Mr. Ye quickly retorted. He was sorry for the past affair, but little Anya, if Ye Chen had known that he would meet you in his life, then he would have done it from a very early age. , he will keep himself clean, wait quietly, wait for you to come, and hold his hand for the rest of his life.

"Why can't you understand? No wonder you always fail the exam."

"I'm jealous, what's going on?" Young Master Ye roared unbearably, and almost jumped up from the ground. He looked like a wild beast with explosive hair.

"I don't like Lewis, why are you so jealous?"

"Dry vinegar!"

Cheng Anya, "..."

She was so filled with roses, showing an extremely heartbroken expression, "What a waste... 9999 roses, so much money!"

Third Young Master Ye, "..."

Angry, he knew this would happen. She didn't care whether he was jealous or not. What she cared about most was how much the 9999 roses cost. Young Master Ye had a black streak on his head. What a woman!

He suddenly remembered Ning Ning's words. On Valentine's Day, his mother had resold all the roses she received.

He turned his head stiffly. Miss Cheng must have coveted the roses in this room. Even if they were sold at a low price, she could still sell them for a lot of money. Mr. Ye seemed to see Miss Cheng collecting money in a sea of ​​roses. Received hand cramps.

miser!

Damn it, if she dared to sell it, he would kill her!

The two people's eyes happened to meet, and Ms. Cheng's eyes were clearly filled with RMB. They both looked at each other calmly, as if they were trying to decide who would listen to whom, and they looked at each other and smiled.

One is more sinister than the other, and one is more sinister than the other.

"You are not allowed to sell it!" Third Master Ye squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, "Or I will strangle you to death!"

"Achen, I just said that you are narrow-minded. I am not thinking about selling. I am thinking about other things." Cheng Anya smiled tenderly. Young Master Ye's face softened a little, and she stretched out her hand. , "Bank cards, including credit cards, salary cards, and savings books, hand them over!"

Third Young Master Ye was startled by her surprise, and his delicate facial features were at a loss. What was this situation? "Why?"

"Since you spend money so wastefully, from now on, I will be in charge of every penny in the house. Your money will be confiscated!" Cheng Anya said confidently and without any comment, with a look on her face. If you dare to have any objections, I will get rid of you. Absolute expression.

Mr. Ye is not calm anymore. He doesn't want to lose his financial power just to buy 9999 roses. He wouldn't have bought it if he had known better. A man's money is all managed by his wife, which is very useless. Such a picture flashed in his mind.

"Honey, give me money to buy a bottle of wine!"

Someone calmly handed him 5 yuan and said, "Here, buy a beer."

Young Master Ye was so shocked by this scene that he burst into tears...

Cheng Anya enjoyed the vivid mime and felt extremely comfortable. The world was so beautiful, the sun was shining brightly, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.

"No!" Mr. Ye's expression was as if he was looking forward to death, as if a woman from a good family who was about to be harmonized insisted on her chastity in front of a dandy. This expression was extremely classic.

Cheng Anya laughed so hard that her intestines were in knots, this Young Master Ye was really cute.

But her face was calm, and she said with a smile: "People say that when a man loves a woman, he will give her everything he has. You can't even part with such a small amount of money. It seems that you don't love me very much either. I wonder if I should consider taking my son to find a second life again."

Is that a little money?

Young Master Ye's face turned green, and he looked like he was going to devour her. Her calm cousin almost made him vomit blood, "Why don't I love you? I'm a second-year lover. You just can't bear to spend that time with me." Money, why are you making such an excuse? Money-crazy, you money-crazy!"

"Then will you give it or not?" Cheng Anya smiled as charmingly as she could, while Mr. Ye's face looked as aggrieved as a fly.

Silence, staring...

The two super evil auras collided fiercely, and all the roses in the room seemed to be blown away. It was called a storm...

"Can't I give it to you?" Mr. Ye was defeated. The damn rose caused him to lose his financial power. I will step on you, I will step on you, I will step on you to death!

Cheng Anya smiled with satisfaction!

Complete victory!

All of Mr. Ye's belongings... How much money should they have? The abacus in Miss Cheng's mind clicked. The numbers were getting bigger and bigger, and Miss Cheng's smile was getting sweeter and sweeter. She was so proud of herself, which was in sharp contrast to Mr. Ye.

These 9999 roses are a good gift, a wonderful gift!

Cheng Anya looked at the room full of roses and felt that the flowers were blooming so brilliantly. Suddenly, she had a flash of inspiration. She got up, sat back in her seat, and made a phone call, "Hi, I'm Cheng Anya, help me pick up the news department. Manager Zhang.”

Young Master Ye raised his eyebrows, wondering what she was going to do. He suddenly had a bad feeling, his face darkened, and his eyes widened involuntarily.

The call was connected, and Miss Cheng smiled and said: "Manager Zhang, please send an internal message to inform the employees of MBS International to come to the top floor after get off work today and receive 10 roses each."

"Ah, why?" Manager Zhang was extremely curious. He had long heard that bunches of roses were moved to the top floor in the afternoon. What does this have to do with asking employees to collect them?

"It's like this, July 7th is coming soon. In view of the financial constraints of MBS International this year, this year's Valentine's Day reception will not be held. The president felt that it would be a shame for the employees not to hold it. It happened that roses in City A were on sale today, so he He wants to compensate everyone with roses, which is his sincere wish..."

When Young Master Ye heard this, his face turned green and red, black and white, and he quickly got up from the ground and rushed to grab the phone. Cheng Anya said: "Just do it like this, this is an order!"

After saying that, she quickly hung up the phone. Young Master Ye only had time to pinch her hand, but it was a done deal.

"Cheng Anya, what are you doing?" Ye Sanshao yelled. His face was completely humiliated by Cheng Anya. The Valentine's Day reception will not be held? Send roses instead? Damn, she could figure it out.

Ahhhhhh, his face!

The July 7th Valentine's Day reception is a tradition of MBS International and has been held for a long time. However, funds are a bit tight this year. Mr. Ye is considering whether to hold it. He just orders someone to make a budget first, and then he decides whether to hold it or not. manage.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Anya did it for him.

And it's so shabby...ahhhh, he's going crazy, either he won't do it, or he will do it in a sensational way, when has Ye San ever been so shabby...

"This is the best way to deal with roses." Cheng Anya smiled sweetly and looked calm. She was not afraid of Mr. Ye's anger at all. He would feel embarrassed, but the employees would be very touched.

MBS International is short of funds this year. Everyone knows that the company's activities this year have been almost decided to be cancelled. Under such circumstances, Mr. Ye can still give everyone 10 roses. This is such a considerate and wise president.

As Cheng Anya expected, after receiving the notice, Manager Zhang was confused at first, and then burst into tears of gratitude. When the News Department heard the news, every employee felt that President Ye was so... so considerate of his subordinates.

This internal news quickly spread throughout MBS International, and Ye Chen's image in the minds of employees suddenly became taller and more glorious.

That's a blood boil!

But some people also asked, "Why not send it on Valentine's Day?"

"Didn't I say that there is a discount on roses in City A today? They are cheap. The price will be several times more expensive on Valentine's Day."

"Oh, it seems so."

"Mr. Ye is so... touching."

"Good boss!"

…

The entire MBS International exploded again.

Third Young Master Ye just wants to be fooled at the moment. He feels that his image inside and out has been shattered by Cheng Anya. His wisdom, strength, coldness and ruthlessness...are gone.

"I would rather you sell the roses." Mr. Ye regretted his mistake and his heart was broken. He never thought that Cheng Anya would make such a move. There were nearly a thousand people in the MBS International Headquarters building, and each person had 10 roses. Just right.

"This is almost the same as selling." Cheng Anya's eyes flashed with pink RMB again, and she said with a smile: "The budget sheet for the Valentine's Day reception was just delivered yesterday. I am sorting out the information and will show it to you later. Since I have replaced it with roses, After the reception, you have to give me the budget funds."

Third Young Master Ye, "..."

Depend on!

Little Anya, you are so talented!