Elegant white prince on horseback

  The dim lighting and elegant atmosphere make this restaurant a perfect place for couples to dine.

  Cheng An was absent-mindedly fiddling with the goose liver paté, secretly praying that she wouldn't run into him again. As a delicate woman, her heart couldn't take such shocks and surprises.

  "An Ya, why aren't you eating?" Yang Ze Kun asked gently, with a worried face.

  Cheng Anya quickly came back to her senses, smiled apologetically, rubbed her nose, and looked a bit embarrassed. This action fell into Yang Zekun's eyes, and he couldn't help but find it adorable, increasing his fondness for her by several degrees.

  "Senior, I'm sorry about this time, I promised you and then stood you up again. Go ahead and scold me!"

  "Silly girl, what silly things you're saying. Since you've found a job that makes you happy, I'm congratulating you before it's even due. How could I scold you? Although it's a pity we can't work together, as long as you like it, nothing else matters." Yang Zekun said gently.

  Cheng An Ya's heart felt increasingly guilty, he was always so gentle, patient and tolerant of all her flaws, he was like a piece of white jade, warm and flawless, such a perfect man, why didn't she feel any spark with him?

  Feeling depressed!

  If it's a crush, it would be perfect, the senior must be a perfect lover, a perfect husband.

  This stupid heart of mine, it's supposed to beat when it shouldn't and not beat when it should, it's simply too stupid.

  "Sorry!" said Cheng An Ya softly.

  "Silly girl." Yang Ze Kun stretched out his hand, touched her cute nose, and had a doting smile all over his face, so gentle it could drown people, "As long as you're happy!"

  In his eyes, Anya is the most precious. He silently protected her for so many years, not daring to force her in the slightest. He would have liked to offer all the best things in the world to Anya.

  How can I bear to make her unhappy.

  Cheng Anya smiled and passed by, made a ghost face, and her appetite improved a lot.

  Not far away, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep eyes made it impossible to discern his emotions. He had been paying attention to them since they came in - Yang Zekun, the president of Yaohua. What was their relationship?

  He and Yang Zekun had clashed in the business world, although Yang Zekun was elegant and smiled at people, his smile always carried a sense of detachment and coldness.

  Now, with a gentle and indulgent face, that girl is like his treasured pearl in the palm of his hand. As a man, he naturally knows what those scorching eyes represent, and the woman doesn't reject his affection either.

  Could it be that they are lovers?

  This realization made Ye Chen extremely displeased, with two balls of anger flashing in his eyes, as if someone had coveted his most precious thing. That damned little girl, who had just been cold and distant to him, was now smiling so sweetly.