Chapter 87 - Anya’s Courage

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

As Anya’s red lips parted slightly as she subconsciously tried to retort, Ye Chen gently placed his index finger over her lips. With a smile, he asked, “Miss Cheng, isn’t it a little too late to try to explain?”

Ye Chen had a very clean smile.

It was devoid of the usual coldness that Ye Chen carried when he became calculative with people. Ye Chen threw Anya off. What kind of attitude was that?

“Boss Ye, your narcissism has reached a new height! ” Cheng Anya smiled.

Did she like Ye Chen?

Perhaps Ye Chen was a little special for her as Ye Chen had a face that looked like her son.

Ning Ning was everything to Cheng Anya. She would not spare anyone who bullied him.

Thinking of her neighbor and the people around her, Anya was reminded of Ning Ning being bullied when she saw Ye Chen being bullied. Her impulse to protect her son led her to protect Ye Chen.

However, as she looked at the all-achieving Ye Chen, Anya felt a gentleness that she could not describe.

Everybody has self-esteem.

Anya had a line in her heart that barred anyone from passing.

Ye Chen had come too close. Although his heart was so close, they were, however, worlds apart.

They knew little of each other despite their proximity.

As Anya wanted to step back, she felt someone catch her waist. With a smile, Ye Chen asked, “Thinking of escaping?”

With a strong pull, Ye Chen embraced Anya tightly, preventing her from escaping. Ye Chen’s aura filled the small area around them, like a storm kicking up a red tide.

Cheng Anya’s thoughts slowed down as her heart thumped.

Third Young Master Ye’s strong-handed methods carried a charm amidst the intimacy.

In irritation, Cheng Anya looked up to see Third Young Master Ye who seemed to be smiling. It really seemed that she had taken a liking to him. He was proud, yet ecstatic.

As Anya calmed down, her sense of reason slowly returned.

Tearing off her usual smile, Cheng Anya’s eyebrows sank and she looked at Ye Chen with a cutting gaze. With a smile that carried more confidence than Ye Chen, she asked, “Third Young Master Ye, do you like me?”

Ye Chen was taken aback and squinted.

What kind joke was she cracking?