Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Cheng Ziye looked at Yang Anxin so mysteriously, and couldn't help being a little curious. He raised his head and stared at her with great interest.

Yang Anxin's mood at the moment was extremely disturbed.Seeing Cheng Ziye's interested expression, she couldn't help but pouted, "Don't laugh like that, it's not a good thing."

Cheng Ziye slightly suppressed his smile, but the smile in his eyes did not diminish. He took Yang Anxin's finger and asked with a smile, "Well, then what kind of expression do you think I should use to look at you?"

Seeing that he was joking with her, Yang Anxin couldn't help laughing, "Then, listen, I'll tell you, don't be scared by me."

"Tell me." Cheng Ziye looked calm, playing with Yang Anxin's finger very much.

Yang Anxin grabbed his hand suddenly, "Stop playing, touch my face first." She said, then grabbed Cheng Ziye's hand and touched her face.

Cheng Ziye smiled even wider, "What's the matter? Don't I touch your face every day? Well, do you want me to kiss you?"

"Cheng Ziye! Be serious!" Yang Anxin saw that Cheng Ziye was out of shape, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand and pinching his neck, pretending to be angry.

Cheng Ziye was strangled by Yang Anxin, couldn't hold back his laughter, coughed for a long time before finally calming down, trying to look serious.

"Okay, I'm ready, tell me, I'll listen carefully."

Yang Anxin took a deep breath, "Then, listen carefully...well, didn't you just say that you want a daughter, you said that a daughter is like me, right?"

"Well, yes, pretty like you."

"Then let me tell you, my daughter is definitely not like me when she is born."

"Why?" Cheng Ziye was really surprised at this moment, looking deeply at Yang Anxin.

Yang Anxin sat upright, and said, "So I let you touch my face, don't you think it's fake?"

Cheng Ziye was stunned, not quite understanding what she meant.

"Cheng Ziye, I..." Yang Anxin suddenly hesitated, she didn't know whether to say it or not.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Ziye took her hand.

"I...my face is not actually my face." Yang Anxin curled up her fingers nervously, looking worriedly at Cheng Ziye.

Cheng Ziye was indeed a little shocked.What do you mean...my face is not actually my face?

He stared at Yang Anxin's face for a long while, and finally touched her face carefully, "Has a knife been used on this face? It's so perfect that there are almost no traces."

"It was done by the most powerful plastic surgeon in the world." Yang Anxin replied subconsciously.Then, she cupped Cheng Ziye's face and asked, "Aren't you surprised or scared?"

Cheng Ziye smiled, lowered his head, and kissed the back of her hand holding his face, saying: "Why should I be afraid? I like you, because I like you, not your face. I like you forever Smiling like a flower."

Listening to these words, Yang Anxin was stunned for a while.Then, she couldn't help repeating Cheng Ziye's words in her heart.

I like you, because I like you, not your face...

As she thought about it, a bright smile gradually formed on the corner of her mouth.

Really, the love that strips away the appearance is the long-lasting love.She is very fortunate that she has such a deep man.

Holding Cheng Ziye's face, she couldn't help but put a kiss on his lips.