Early the next morning, before eight o'clock, Yan Murong was quarreled by Mitsui Toshiaki's phone, and he was originally unhappy, but when he thought about the $100 million consultation fee, all the unhappiness instantly turned into a splash of morning urine, and he was completely flushed into the sewer by the toilet.

When Yan Murong came to the restaurant, Mitsui Toshiaki was already sitting there, and when he saw Yan Murong coming, he beckoned to the waiter and signaled that it was time to serve breakfast.

"It's very filial, I came so early." Yan Murong teased with a smile on his face.

"My father's illness is due to Mr. Yan." Mitsui Toshiaki didn't answer Yan Murong's words, but pushed away the chair and stood up, directly bowing ninety degrees, his tone full of expectation.

"Well, you better stand up, I can't stand your habit of bowing when you have nothing to do." Yan Murong waved his hand and said.

If it had been changed before, Yan Murong would have had to argue with him with a blushing face before he stopped, even if he didn't make Mitsui Toshiaki burst into a rage. But now it was different, he was counting on Yan Murong to cure his father's illness, even if Yan Murong asked him to learn how to crawl on the ground twice now, he would not hesitate to do it.

Soon, the waiter brought the breakfast.

As an American dogleg, breakfast here is also deeply affected, basically a bread with butter, then a half-cooked egg, two slices of ham sausage and a glass of juice can be done.

"It's been a night, haven't you figured out who ordered the Gu?" Yan Murong asked vaguely as he wiped out the food on the plate.

"Nope." Toshiaki Mitsui shook his head. "My father rarely had a grudge against anyone."

"You don't have to have a grudge to do this." Yan Murong took a sip of the juice and smacked his lips. "For example, a business competitor, or somebody in the family."

"You mean Mitsui is handsome?" Toshiaki Mitsui's face changed, and he asked in a low voice.

"I didn't say that." Yan Murong waved his hand again and again. "I'm just giving you a little direction to think about, but I'm not giving you a target to suspect."

"I know." Toshiaki Mitsui nodded. "My father was the head of the family, and no one in the family would do that, but I don't know about business. I have the same thoughts as you, and I suspect that Mitsui Hidetoshi did it - to be honest, I don't get along very well with Mitsui Hidetoshi. ”

"I didn't think so." Yan Murong hurriedly clarified, and the lack of happiness in his heart blossomed.

This guy looks very shrewd, why has he always been stupid lately, and even told the truth in two casual sentences.

But that's fine. Yan Murong thought to himself, the more you and Mitsui Yingjun are not in harmony, the more chance I have.

However, this was only mentioned in passing, and soon, Mitsui Toshiaki stopped the topic, looked at Yan Murong and asked. "Mr. Yan, have you eaten well? When can we go? ”

"In such a hurry?" Yan Murong took out his mobile phone and looked at the time, it was just past eight o'clock.

"I'm in a hurry." Toshiaki Mitsui said truthfully. "My father has been sick for a long time, and he hasn't improved all these years, and now he can only rely on you, Mr. Yan."

"There's no hurry." Yan Murong drank the juice slowly and said. "Gu poison is also poison, I am an expert in curing diseases, although I am not a layman in using poison, but I am not proficient in it, let's wait for the master of poison to come."

"Congestion master?"

"Isn't that coming?" Yan Murong pointed to the door of the restaurant.

Looking in the direction of Yan Murong's finger, Mitsui Toshiaki saw a woman in a black tight leather coat with an extremely bewitching appearance walking over.

Men love beauty, of course, this just means that men have an urge to pay attention to beautiful people or things. When Toshiaki Mitsui saw the little snake, his eyes were unconsciously attracted by the beauty and sexy figure of the little snake.

"I advise you not to stare at her like that." Yan Murong knocked on the table and reminded. "Don't blame me for not reminding you, this woman is full of poison, if you continue to look like this, if she is unhappy and gives you some poison, I can't save you."

"I'm sorry, I was rude."

Toshiaki Mitsui hurriedly withdrew his gaze, and he was even more surprised in his heart.

It's terrible that such a beautiful woman is covered in poison all over her body, it's terrible.

"Miss me?"

The little snake twisted its slender and plump waist and walked over, threw Yan Murong a wink, and sat on his lap with his arms around Yan Murong's neck.

"I can't sleep when I think about it, I can't sleep when I think about it." Yan Murong nodded seriously.

The smell on the little snake's body is very fragrant, and this fragrance is not made of some expensive perfume, but the medicinal fragrance on her body, but this medicine is also a highly poisonous poison.

"This woman is such a goblin." Feeling the softness of the little snake's body, Yan Murong thought with a sigh in his heart.

Since the day she met her, this woman's outfit has been the same, and she always likes to wear this kind of black tight-fitting leather coat, but Yan Murong knows that the material of this leather coat is made of a python's python skin, which is invulnerable to water and fire, but its toughness can withstand the attack of cold weapons, and even small-caliber pistol shots at close range can be resisted.

"I'll kiss me if you want to." The little snake laughed twice, and took the initiative to purse her lilac lips and came to Yan Murong.

"That's who I am." Yan Murong chuckled. "If it's someone else, kiss you, that's terrible."

Although Mitsui Toshiaki was still beside him, Yan Murong didn't care, he leaned over and kissed the little snake on his sexy lips, but the little snake put his backhand around Yan Murong's neck, and the smooth little tongue quickly swirled in Yan Murong's mouth, and then let go of his hand with satisfaction.

"Mr. Yan-this-" Mitsui's eyes widened, his face full of incredulity.

"I know what you're trying to say." Yan Murong smiled. "Do you want to ask her why I dare to kiss her since she is poisoned all over her body?"

"It's a bit presumptuous." Mitsui said apologetically. "But I really want to know if this young lady is really what you say."

"Looks like you still don't believe me." Yan Murong smiled indifferently and said to the little snake. "Would you like to show him?"

"I'll listen to you if you say it." The little snake stretched out her slender palm and gently stroked the rose in the vase on the dining table. Immediately afterwards, the delicate red roses, which had just bloomed, began to wither at a rate visible to the naked eye, and finally, the whole flower, along with the leaves and rhizomes, became extremely black.

"How's it going, are you still satisfied?" Yan Murong asked with a smug expression.

"Satisfied—satisfied." Mitsui Toshiaki swallowed his saliva and said with some difficulty, and his body unconsciously leaned back, distancing himself from the little snake.

Fortunately, I didn't have much friction with him. Mitsui Toshiaki thought with some fear, this woman is really terrible, if you touch yourself like this, it is estimated that you will soon end up with this rose, right?

PS: Eight chapters are delivered, ask for flowers, ask for tickets!