A friendly match ended. Yan Murong crawled out of the bathtub.
Looking at Dong Wuyan, who was blushing after orgasm, helping him tidy up his clothes like a virtuous little wife. An evil thought instantly emerged from Yan Murong's head.
After killing someone, you need to vent your anger------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
After thinking for a long time, Yan Murong couldn't figure out this profound question. She sighed and shook her head. She decided to find an opportunity to ask for advice like a little snake. Maybe the woman knew it or maybe.
After packing up everything, Dong Wuyan did not follow Yan Murong downstairs, but returned to the room upstairs alone.
When Yan Murong went downstairs, he saw Mitsui Shunmei sitting there. Mitsui Haijoon, Mitsui Huangshang and another woman woke up. She sat down on the ground under the guard of Mitsui Ozawa. He said nothing in his head.
As soon as he sat down next to the little snake, the little snake immediately put his head over and wrinkled his nose and sniffed Yan Murong.
"What are you doing? You are a dog." Yan Murong quickly moved to the side and looked at the little snake with a vigilant look.
"Yeah. It's very fragrant." The little snake nodded thoughtfully.
"It's their shower gel fragrance." Yan Murong defended in a low voice.
"Don't explain. I won't believe it if you explain." The little snake looked at Yan Murong with a smile. "Little pervert. Yes. You have to be more casual in this moment-------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Why didn’t you realize that you are still a romantic person?”
"Ahem----"
Yan Murong almost choked to death by his saliva. After coughing for a long time, she rolled her eyes hard. She turned her head and looked at Masao Mitsui and said, "Mr. Mitsui. I didn't expect that we would meet again so soon."
"I didn't expect it." Masao Mitsui smiled and shook his head. "You saved me twice-------It's a pity that Mr. Yan laughed."
"It's nothing." Yan Murong shrugged indifferently. "Who can have no trouble? I understand. I understand very much."
“-----”
Masao Mitsui suddenly realized that he really couldn't talk to this man.
Will you chat? Mitsui Masao thought depressedly. This is called an upsetting thing. It's almost broken by the fuck. You understand. You understand. You understand.
After picking up the teacup on the coffee table and drinking a sip of water, Masao Mitsui raised his head and looked at Yan Murong and asked, "Mr. Yan. Look. About the reward Junming promised you. I will be here I will do it in a few days. In addition, in order to thank you for saving my life again, I am willing to increase the reward by 5%--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Our Mitsui Consortium shares have 15% of the shares. It has officially become the second largest shareholder of Mitsui Consortium."
"I like your honesty." Yan Murong nodded with satisfaction. He didn't say a few words.
What a joke. People take the initiative to send you money and push it out. Isn’t that a brain is ill?
"only-----"
Speaking of this, Masao Mitsui paused and said, "Now I want to deal with some family matters. I don't know if Mr. Yan can avoid it with your friends for a while."
"No." Yan Murong smiled and shook her head. He pointed to Mitsui Yingshou, who was kneeling on the ground. He said, "I have a bit of a holiday with this guy. Why not just deal with it together?"
"That's it." Masao Mitsui hesitated for a moment before nodding slowly. "Okay. Then let's go together."
At this time, Dong Wuyan also changed into a dress and walked down. He stopped Yan Murong and sat down. His eyes glanced at Mitsui Yingjun. His eyes were instantly filled with a light of resentment.
"Yaojun. Why do you do this?" Mitsui Masao was silent for a moment. Then he spoke slowly. He looked at Mitsui with anger and a little sad and asked.
"This is what I deserve."
Hearing this, Mitsui raised his head. His cheeks, which were originally pretty handsome, were covered with helplessness. He smiled bitterly and shook his head. "What a pity. After all, I still couldn't calculate the variable Yan Murong--- You old guy is really hard to live."
"Rareless." Mitsui Shun Akira slapped the coffee table and stood up angrily. He looked at Mitsui with a cold face and said, "You still don't know how to repent. You deserve to die."
"Hehe. Yes. I deserve to die." Mitsui Yingshu sneered. "But you can't blame me - if you want to blame, just blame that old guy for not ejaculating me in the toilet."
"puff-----"
Yan Murong just drank a sip of tea into her mouth, and was sprayed out by Mitsui Yingjun Lei's mouth.
"Cough cough cough------I'm sorry. I'm really embarrassed." Yan Murong quickly put down the teacup and apologized while wiping his mouth. "Continue. You guys continue."
"Haojun. Do you know?" Masao Mitsui seemed to have not heard Yan Murong's words. A trace of regret flashed in his eyes, and another trace of vicissitudes. He looked at Mitsui and said in a deep voice. "Actually, you are stronger than your brother's ability I know this. But I still can't hand over the Mitsui family to you. Do you know why?"
"You don't have to make excuses anymore." Mitsui Shou sneered. "I know I'm going to die tonight. So if you want to kill, just do it."
"I didn't make excuses. All I told was the truth." Mitsui Masao sighed. "You are smart, capable, but you are less calm. Your methods of acting are too ruthless------ A qualified hero, but not a qualified leader."
"Is this useful?" Mitsui asked with a sneer.
"It's useless. It's too late. It's too late." Masao Mitsui shook his head with a bitter look on his face. "I thought there would be such a day. But I didn't expect Huang Ying and Luo Shang to do such a thing."
"Why." Mitsui Masao looked up and looked at his daughter and sister. He asked in a trembling voice. "You two tell me why you do this."
“Why do you do this.”
Mitsui Huangying raised her head. Her pair of watery eyes were full of reluctance and hatred.
"My good father. Have you forgotten how your mother died? It's you. It's you. It's you. My mother was killed by you."
"Geeh-----"
Mitsui Huangshang suddenly laughed. "My good father. Are you old? You have forgotten how you took the position of the head of the Mitsui family."
"Okay. Since you forgot, I'll remind you again."
"You use your mother to seduce your biological brother. Then, kill your biological brother with your own hands and blame your biological brother."
"Kill your wife and brother. Kill your brother and seize the throne-----Masao Mitsui. My good father. You should have died long ago."