"It's not me, it's definitely not me."

Yan Murong's head shook like a drum, and he quickly cleared himself out. This kind of thing, not to mention that he didn't do it, even if he really did it, he can't admit it even if he is absolutely killed, and if he does, it will really be endless.

However, Yan Murong was also very strange, how did Yan Minghua change his clothes, and from his expression, he really couldn't see anything abnormal, and it didn't seem like he was deliberately making fun of him.

"Not you?" Yan Minghua stared at Yan Murong with burning eyes.

"No, I swear by the lamp." Yan Murong looked at Yan Murong with a solemn expression, and raised two fingers to point to the chandelier on the ceiling. "I don't know how you changed your clothes, but apart from you and me in this room, it's Dong Wuyan, I guess she helped you change it."

"Giggles, it's fine." Yan Minghua suddenly laughed. "It doesn't matter if it's you, even if it's you, I'm not a loss, anyway, it's not like you haven't seen it."

"It's not me, it's really not me." Yan Murong shook his head again and again. "Sister-in-law, can you go out first? Then help me bring it to the door, I'm going to get dressed. ”

"It's not like I haven't seen it." Yan Minghua looked like he was smiling, he simply leaned on the door frame, crossed his hands in front of his chest, and suddenly, two clusters of white flowers and tender flesh appeared in the open place on the chest of the pajamas, and a deep ravine loomed.

Yan Murong swallowed his saliva unconsciously, thinking to himself, what a certain senior said was wrong, ru~ ditch is really like time, saying that there is no, and it will come out immediately as soon as he squeezes it.

"Is it pretty?" Yan Minghua asked with a smile on his face.

"Beautiful." Yan Murong nodded stupidly, looked at it seriously, and finally came to the conclusion that the ditch was too deep to see the bottom.

"Would you like me to take it off and show you?"

"Huh? No, no, it's not pretty—no, no, I don't see anything. Yan Murong suddenly woke up, and when he saw Yan Minghua's teasing smile, the cold sweat on his back burst out, and he secretly blamed himself for being careless, and he almost fell for this woman.

"Oh, just forget it." Yan Minghua smiled, turned around and walked out, only to make Yan Murong look surprised.

Shaking his head, Yan Murong got up from the bed and began to put on his pants.

"Hey, I said, you didn't take off my clothes, so my bra shouldn't be taken off by you, right?"

As soon as Yan Murong's pants were put on one leg, Yan Minghua's figure appeared at the door again, poking his head out along the door frame, looking at Yan Murong and asking.

"Boom!"

Yan Murong didn't stand firmly, and one foot stepped on the trouser leg that he hadn't had time to put on all of it, and the fall was called a person turning on his back—

"Mitsui Hidetoshi, look at the good things you have done."

Toshiaki Mitsui slapped him on the desk, and looked at Mitsui Hidetoshi who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea leisurely and yelled with an angry face.

"What are you shouting?" Mitsui Hidetoshi frowned, put down the teacup in his hand, and said. "No matter what I say, it's your eldest brother, not those dogs around you who come and go when you call it, pay attention to your attitude when you speak."

"I have a bad attitude? See, see for yourself. ”

Toshiaki Mitsui took out his mobile phone, found the report about the cause of Masao Mitsui and threw it next to Hidetoshi Mitsui and said. "See for yourself if you made the cause of your father's illness public? Do you know what it means to do that? -- I tell you, since the morning, I've received a total of 26 calls, and 12 of them are going to break off with us, do you know what that means? ”

Ignoring Mitsui's words, he grabbed his phone and looked at the report on it seriously, threw his phone aside, raised his head, and said. "You think I did it?"

"Who else is it not you?" Toshiaki Mitsui was furious. "Father's condition, except for you and me and Huang Ying, knows about it, it's those doctors, and those doctors won't tell it."

"It's ridiculous." Mitsui sneered. "So, you suspect that I did it? ――What good will it do me if I do this? ”

"Looks like you're going to have to make me clear, are you?" Mitsui Toshiaki smiled angrily, pointed at Mitsui Hidetoshi and said. "Mitsui Hidetoshi, don't think I don't know what you're having, my father gave me the inheritance instead of you, and it made you hold a grudge, right?"

"Are you going to turn your face on me?" Mitsui was handsome and unhurried, looking at his younger brother coldly.

"What about turning your face?"

"Not very well." Mitsui Hidetoshi cocked Jiro's legs, his fingers gently tapping rhythmically on his knees, looked up at Mitsui Toshiaki and said. "You turned your face against me, just as others wanted."

"You think I'll take your word for it?" Toshiaki Mitsui sneered. "I'm afraid you won't believe it yourself, will you?"

"It doesn't matter if I believe it myself or not, the main thing is whether you believe it or not." Mitsui's handsome expression was indifferent, as if he was not in a hurry to defend himself at all. "Is it in any interest for me that I do this? Didn't you? Not only is it not good for me, but it is also not good for our Mitsui family - if I want to do something, I will do it above board, and I will not do this kind of killing chickens and eggs - no matter what, we are a family. ”

Hearing this, Mitsui's face became even more ugly, not because of Mitsui's explanation, but because of the meaning of his words.

Indeed, this incident came too strangely and too suddenly, and so many people called to terminate the cooperation, so he didn't have time to think about the strangeness in this matter. Now that I think about it, it's not that simple.

No matter what, he and Mitsui Yingjun are a family, and they pinch each other behind closed doors without harming the interests of the family, it doesn't matter who strangles whom, anyway, the grievances between wealthy families have always become a habit, father and son pinch each other, sisters pinch each other, brothers pinch each other, this is no longer strange, but, no matter how they pinch each other, they will not do anything that harms the interests of the family. Because the infighting damages the interests of the family, even if you get what you want, you lose more.

"You think someone leaked it?" Toshiaki Mitsui's tone softened slightly, and he looked at Mitsui and said.

"Obviously." Mitsui pouted. "If you don't say it, I won't say it, and Huang Ying won't say it, think with your ass, there should always be a suspicion, right?"

"Let me think again." Toshiaki Mitsui sat down, waved his hand, and said. "You go first, it's none of your business here."

Mitsui didn't speak, he stood up directly from the sofa and walked out the door, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his face brought a touch of coldness.