100 Million Yuan Wife

His idiotic act was captured on camera and became the headlines for the next day’s papers. As Number Six sent her back, he saw Cheng Anya’s lips twitch. Third Young Master Ye had his minute of fame.

While she did not understand what it meant the night before, she was utterly stunned when she saw the newspapers this morning.

Third Young Master Ye raising his hands and proclaiming his love for Cheng Anya was really… not so shocking. This piece of news was really…

While she did not want to unnecessarily announce her marriage, it was as Number Six had said—that he got his minute of fame.

Alcohol was certainly no good thing. Wasn’t Third Young Master Ye’s nickname ’Sober After A Thousand Glasses’? How much did he drink to become so inebriated? He returned home last night only to slump onto the bed and fall asleep.

Cheng Anya was angry and sad at how unprofessional the press was. How did the GK International Media reporters manage to sneakily take a photo of her and Third Young Master Ye having lunch together outside? While the lights were slightly blurred, she was captured punching Third Young Master Ye. As the lighting was poor, her skin seemed exceptionally dark. She forgot what he was getting all twisted about that day that sent her into a spasm. Her emotion and this event captured made her seem like a dinosaur.

Standing next to an extremely eminent Third Young Master Ye made her seem like… wilted leaves.

As Liu Xiaotian and company looked at the newspaper, they clapped in laughter at how the photos of Third Young Master Ye were simply typical of Third Young Master Ye. All the ladies were humored, and Guan Rutong looked at Cheng Anya’s abdomen sneakily and asked, ”Anya, are you expecting?”

Everybody then responded to what Third Young Master Ye added. ”My wife is expecting.”

Four pairs of eyes hence turned to look at her abdomen.

Cheng Anya could no longer hide it. Her lips twitched and she said, ”Seems so.”

It was just that the child’s fate hung in the balance. Whether the child could survive was a question, and she was at ease as there were no symptoms discovered. Once Su Man said that the child could no longer be kept, she would have no other way out.

As she really treasured the child, she spent every additional day carrying it thinking of how it could be protected.

”Wow, Cheng Anya, this is such a thriller! You are a mother of two young children! It’s a shame that nobody wants me and I do not even have a child,” Liu Xiaotian said with a crying look as she looked at Cheng Anya’s stomach sneakily. ”This is so magical.”

Cheng Anya tapped her hand away and said, ”If you want a child, you will have to get Director Li to put in a lot more effort. I am sure he will be more than happy to plow the ground.”

”Agree!” All the ladies agreed in unison.

”Let’s go to Director Li’s house later and suggest to him that our Xiaotian is not too satisfied with his… ability.” Miss Cheng laughed as she teased her.

Liu Xiaotian pouted, and all the ladies laughed. Liu Xiaotian said, ”What’s the point of plowing the ground? There is nothing to be reaped.”

”…”

”Anya, when are you getting married to President Ye?” Chen Juan asked. ”I am looking forward to the wedding dinner.”

This question caught Cheng Anya off guard. ”Didn’t he promise a wholly different way of proposing to me? Since that’s the case, I’ll wait for him to propose before deciding when I’ll get married.” Cheng Anya responded with an impromptu yet witty answer.

”Wow, wow, wow… What a fortunate bride we have here.”

”No… Shall we address you as Mrs. President?”

Cheng Anya heard that and laughed. Calling her Mrs. President was as though she had become ten years older. ”No, no, no, please do not tease me this way. I used to think that we would be going to Xiaotian’s wedding dinner first.”

”Me? I’m not fated.” Liu Xiaotian smiled as their heads gathered and read the papers. Lin Yali pointed to one of the photos and said, ”This photograph of President Ye is pretty well-taken. He looks like Ultraman walloping the monster.”

Everybody was stunned into silence.

Cheng Anya raised another photo and said, ”This photo of him raising his hands and screaming is not bad too.”

Everybody broke into laughter. Guan Rutong said, ”Anya, you are not the kindest too.”

…

”Is this a teahouse or theatre?” A cold voice came from their back. The ladies surrounding Cheng Anya’s table quickly stood up. The seasonal meeting that Third Young Master Ye called for had ended, and he now stood behind them.