Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Yang Anxin drank water and ate two candied dates, the bitter taste in his stomach was finally suppressed.

Looking at the medicine stains that he made all over the place, even Cheng Ziye's white shirt was stained quite a lot.

Yang Anxin felt a little guilty, looked at Cheng Ziye and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't dirty your clothes on purpose." She paused and said, "But if you didn't force me to drink medicine, it wouldn't be like this I really can't drink traditional Chinese medicine." The tone of her last sentence was obviously aggrieved, even with a hint of blame.

Cheng Ziye naturally heard it, but it was rare that he didn't bother with her.He just snorted heavily in his nasal cavity, expressing his dissatisfaction.

He got up from the bed, took off his shirt, and went to the bathroom.

The sound of water splashed for a while, and when he came out again, he had already taken a shower.

Yang Anxin is tidying up the bed.I changed all the sheets, took the clean sheets, and laid them neatly.

Seeing her bending over to change the sheets, Cheng Ziye paused in his heart.I actually felt that this scene was very warm and very homely.Even... even thought of the word wife.

He felt that he was simply crazy, that such a crazy idea would come to his mind!

Cheng Ziye!In this world, any woman can become your wife, but only her, Yang Anxin, is absolutely, absolutely impossible!

He looked away and never looked at her again.Walking to the closet, he took out a clean shirt and put it on, and took out a suit-style black windbreaker, a pair for heading out.

Yang Anxin turned her head and saw that he was wearing a tie, and asked casually, "Are you going out?" While speaking, he picked up the drug-stained white shirt that Cheng Ziye had thrown on the ground.

Cheng Ziye glanced at it and said, "No need to wash it, just throw it away."

Yang Anxin was taken aback.The shirts and suits that Cheng Ziye wore were basically high-end custom-made designs by well-known designers, and a simple white shirt had at least a 6-figure starting price.If it were the former Yang Anxin, she probably wouldn't feel anything wrong.However, the current Yang Anxin is poor and destitute, and she really can't bear to let her lose a 6-figure shirt.

"I can clean this medicine stain, don't you need to throw it away? It's a pity." She said, her voice lowered, staring at the shirt in her hand, feeling a little helpless, it's really a pity.

"Throw it away as soon as you are told, how can there be so much nonsense."

Yang Anxin lowered her eyes and replied, "Understood, sir." In her capacity, she really does not have any qualifications to stop Cheng Ziye from doing anything.This feeling of powerlessness is really frustrating, but it is indeed her truest state at the moment.

Cheng Ziye put on his clothes and went out.Yang Anxin sent him to the door.When Cheng Ziye went out, she said respectfully, "Sir, go slowly."

From the beginning to the end, Cheng Ziye didn't say a word to Yang Anxin.

At this time, Yang Anxin and Cheng Ziye had such a relationship.She needed help, and he bought her and signed an agreement with her.She had to listen to him, anything.Between them, they can go to bed, but they are not qualified to say or ask more questions.She can only say hello when he comes back.When he was going out, he told him to walk slowly.Not qualified to communicate, not qualified to walk into his heart.

As a result, even if she can clearly feel his hatred for her sometimes, she is not qualified to ask: When did I hurt you?I don't remember, can you remind me.

Of course, such an infinitely oppressive relationship didn't last long.The relationship between the two of them really started to change after a week.The accident that survived the catastrophe.