My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

Yang Lingfeng now felt as if he had eaten shit. For the first time, he hated the honor he had received.

If he didn't have a self-registration number, then Ye Chen wouldn't be able to order beluga caviar, and he even regretted inviting Ye Chen to dinner.

You must know that one ounce of beluga caviar is worth more than a thousand dollars, and a spoonful of it is almost tens of thousands of dollars.

No matter how rich he was, he couldn't afford Ye Chen's luxurious enjoyment.

But he had already said his big words, and Su Xiyue was here. Even if he had the intention, he would not dare to regret it now, so he could only grit his teeth and accept it.

Ye Chen then ordered a few more expensive dishes, and finally ordered two bottles of 1990-year-old Romanée-Conti before handing the menu to the waiter.

"Mr. Ye, you ordered so many dishes, I'm afraid the three of us can't finish them."

Yang Lingfeng coughed twice and said with a smile.

"Mr. Yang, don't worry. If you can't finish it, we can pack it away. It will never be wasted."

Ye Chen waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom first."

Yang Lingfeng's face froze, a chill flashed in his eyes, he stood up and walked outside.

"Ye Chen, you are really too cruel."

After Yang Lingfeng went out, Su Xiyue looked at Ye Chen with a look of helplessness on her face.

"You dare to take advantage of my wife. If she doesn't get out of the door today, it's already an advantage for her."

Ye Chen curled his lips and said: "Since someone is treating me, Xiyue, you are welcome, beluga caviar, this is not something you can taste on ordinary days."

"Did you also arrange what the waiter said just now?"

Su Xiyue said with a half-smile: "It seems that you have a close relationship with Hongyu, and you can actually let her risk offending the Yang family to help you."

"Where are you thinking? This club is the property of that boy Wang Ziyu. What does it have to do with Hongyu?"

Ye Chen said helplessly.

"This club turns out to be Wang Ziyu's property."

Su Xiyue raised her eyebrows, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes.

The second club is the largest club in Zhonghai. It has a respected status and is of great significance. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be the property of the Wang family. This was beyond Su Xiyue's expectation.

Not long after, Yang Lingfeng came back. After all, he was a person who had experienced strong winds and waves. Within a few minutes, instead of feeling strange at all, Yang Lingfeng's face was filled with smiles.

"Xiyue, let's talk about the company."

Yang Lingfeng is a smart man. He knows that when pursuing Su Xiyue, he can't just be attentive. He must have something that can attract her.

And his experience on Wall Street over the years gave him the confidence to conquer this strong career woman.

When talking about work, Su Xiyue became serious and focused, and her aura became a bit strong. Facing old classmates like Yang Lingfeng, she did not give in at all and tried her best to fight for her own interests.

Ye Chen was not interested in the affairs of these companies at all, so he casually took out his mobile phone and started playing around.

The corners of Yang Lingfeng's mouth raised slightly, and a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

Soon, the conversation between the two came to an end. At this time, the waiter placed the dishes on the long table one by one.

"Xiyue, let's talk about work later. It's important to eat first."

Yang Lingfeng picked up a bottle of 90-year-old Romanee-Conti, twitched the corner of his mouth slightly, and then poured it on Su Xiyue and Ye Chen one after another.

"Come on, cheers."

Yang Lingfeng raised his wine glass.

"Cheers."

Su Xiyue and Ye Chen raised their wine glasses, clinked them, and then took a sip.

"As expected, it is the 1990s Kangdi. The taste is just extraordinary."

Ye Chen took a sip and praised.

"As long as Mr. Ye likes it."

Yang Lingfeng said with a smile on his lips.

"Then I won't be polite."

Ye Chen casually picked up the plate of fried foie gras in front of him and put it in front of his face.

After a few casual glances, I ate the two pieces of foie gras on the plate.

"The pan-fried foie gras is cooked well and tastes good, but the portion is a bit small. It's just a little bit. It's gone before I can even taste it."

Ye Chen curled his lips and said.

The corner of Yang Lingfeng's mouth twitched slightly, and he cursed in his mind: "Where did this country bumpkin come from? Do you think this French fine foie gras is rice?"

"I'll give you my share. Eat slowly and don't eat in such a hurry."

Su Xiyue handed the foie gras in front of her to Ye Chen.

"Sure enough, it's better to have my own wife."

A smile appeared on Ye Chen's face, and he immediately started eating without being polite.

Yang Lingfeng's face was slightly ugly, and his eyes looking at Ye Chen were full of disgust.

The dishes Ye Chen ordered were all expensive dishes, many of which were difficult to find in Zhonghai. Yang Lingfeng's face became uglier with each dish.

At this time, Ye Chen pretended that he didn't see Yang Lingfeng's ugly face. Without saying a word, he buried his head and started eating.

Su Xiyue, who usually ate very little for dinner due to Ye Chen's influence, had a much better appetite today.

At this time, Yang Lingfeng felt that his heart was bleeding. The meal money was nothing in Yang Lingfeng's eyes, but it was eaten by the country bumpkin in front of him. Yang Lingfeng felt a sense of humiliation.

Ye Chen made it clear that he wanted to trick him tonight, but he fell into the trap like a fool. This made Yang Lingfeng, who had always been the center of attention, a little annoyed.

"Sorry, I'll go out first."

At this moment, Su Xiyue's cell phone rang. Su Xiyue picked up the tissue next to her and wiped her mouth gently, then took the cell phone and went out.

"I feel so full. I haven't felt so good after eating for a long time. Mr. Yang, thank you for your hospitality tonight."

Ye Chen burped, picked up a tissue and wiped his mouth, and said with a satisfied expression.

Yang Lingfeng's face instantly became a little gloomy. He looked straight at Ye Chen and said indifferently: "I advise you to leave Xiyue as soon as possible. She is not someone like you who can reach such a high level." .”

Ye Chen paused slightly, raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said lightly: "I can't pretend anymore so quickly. I thought you would wait until this dinner is over. Your patience really disappoints me."

Yang Lingfeng frowned, took out a card from his body, put it on the table, and said calmly: "You are not worthy of Xiyue. If I were you, I would take this card, be good. disappear."

"Are you too confident? If I'm not worthy of you, can you be worthy of me?"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a half-smile.

"I thought you would be a wise person, but it seems you are not as smart as I thought."

Yang Lingfeng frowned, put away the bank cards on the table, and said indifferently: "Things that don't belong to you are not yours after all. Why should you lose your life for this illusory thing."

Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, then raised a sarcastic smile at the corner of his mouth, looked at Yang Lingfeng and said seriously: "I just like to slap people like you in the face who think they have everything under control. It feels really good."

Yang Lingfeng narrowed his eyes, a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense. (To be continued)