Seeing Yan Minghua's smiling eyes, Yan Murong wanted to complain, and it was a five-star hotel, the sound insulation effect was so poor.

Dong Wuyan is not the kind of woman who is a small jasper type, this kind of thing can't be said to be indifferent to her, but it doesn't matter if Yan Minghua hears it. It's just that Yan Murong is like a big girl, listening to Yan Minghua's teasing and shyly trying to find a hole to get into.

"Where are you going today?" While the three of them were eating breakfast in the hotel's restaurant, Yan Murong asked Yan Minghua.

"Don't go anywhere, go back to sleep." Yan Minghua drank coffee and said with a lazy expression. "I came back late last night, and I didn't sleep well after being noisy all night by the two of you, I have to go back to make up for sleep, otherwise I'm prone to wrinkles."

"Whatever you want." Yan Murong quickly changed the topic, looked at Dong Wuyan and asked. "What about you? What's the plan? Why don't I buy you a plane ticket and send you back?" ”

"Go buy clothes." Dong Wuyan said softly.

"You're not going back?" Yan Murong asked in surprise.

"Not going back." Dong Wuyan shook his head. "I'll go with you to dinner in the evening."

"It's fine." Yan Murong thought about it, but didn't stop Dong Wuyan, and said with a smile. "Then let's go together in the evening, just in time that Mitsui Hidejun has to apologize in person - hehe, I really want to see what his expression will be when he sees you."

"Boring." Dong Wuyan rolled his eyes, then stopped paying attention to Yan Murong and began to eat the breakfast in front of him.

"I have no conscience." Yan Murong muttered quietly. "Eat dry and wipe clean and have this attitude towards others." ――

Since the Mitsui family is known as the No. 1 consortium in the island country, its strength naturally goes without saying.

When night fell, when the three of them arrived at the villa of the three families in the car sent by Toshiaki Mitsui, the villa was already brightly lit, decorating the night as if it were day, standing outside the gate, and from time to time they could hear the sound of laughter coming from inside. It's just that no matter how you listen to it, Yan Murong feels that this laughter is very obscene.

This is a manor-style villa, although it is not as big as the Dong family's manor by the mountains and the sea, but it is also extremely dazzling in terms of architectural style.

The manor, which covers an area of tens of thousands of square meters, appears to be very open, and two three-story villas stand in the distance.

These two villas do not continue the wooden structure style of the island country, but adopt the European aristocratic architectural style, which makes people think that they have come to a noble manor in Europe.

The artificial lawn of the villa is supported by a variety of luxury cars. Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Maybach, even the worst, are new purpose-built Mercedeses, some of which are some top-of-the-line sports cars, which don't look like they're coming to a dinner party, they're coming to a car show.

Yan Murong felt a little fluttery when she walked.

Of course, it must not be because he saw so many luxury cars, but because the two women around him were carrying his arms left and right, and their straight breasts rubbed against his arms, making the blood temperature in his body rise sharply.

Yan Minghua was already mature and charming, and then she wore a purple off-the-shoulder full-breasted evening dress, her hair was coiled high, and her snow-white slender neck was exposed to the air, which made her add a touch of demonic energy.

Dong Wuyan is just the opposite, although his expression is a little colder, but wearing a pure white evening dress on his body, it makes people feel a more noble temperament, just like Snow White in the fairy tale world - except that she is not a princess, and Yan Murong does not kiss the princess to wake up the princess's prince.

If you have to make such a comparison, then Dong Wuyan is the goddess of revenge in mythology, and Yan Murong is the invincible sword in her hand, as long as she has the opportunity, she will not hesitate to slaughter the Mitsui family, and then use Yan Murong's sword to cut off Mitsui's handsome little JJ.

"Hey, do you notice anything special about these cars?" Feeling the fullness on his two arms, Yan Murong quickly changed the topic.

"It's all good cars." Yan Minghua smiled and said. "It's basically luxury cars, and a few of them are concept cars that have just come off the Geneva Motor Show - these little devils will really enjoy it, hmph, when I go back to Hong Kong, I'll buy a few to fill my garage."

"I love that." Dong Wuyan pointed to an off-road vehicle that was almost as wide as a tank and said.

"Who told you to see the model?" Yan Murong depressedly interrupted the two women's remarks and said. "I'm showing you that there are so many cars, and there is not even a single car made in the island."

"It's not surprising." Yan Minghua said with a smile. "The richer a person is, the more afraid he is of death, and the cars in the island country are notoriously rotten. Do you think they will put their lives on the line to support domestic brands? ”

"It seems that it is really necessary to visit their factory." Yan Murong nodded approvingly. "Otherwise, let them make some garbage, and we'll lose our faces."

"Haha, Mr. Yan and Miss Yan are here, handsome and honored."

As he was talking, Mitsui Handsome, who was wearing a white suit, his hair was shiny and shiny, and he was dressed like a dog, and looked at Yan Murong to say hello, and the smile on his face didn't show anything wrong at all, as if Yan Murong didn't slap his face last night, but shook hands with him.

Seeing Mitsui handsome appear, Yan Murong felt Dong Wuyan's hand holding his arm trembling violently, and after gently patting Dong Wuyan's hand to signal her not to get excited, Yan Murong glanced at Mitsui Handsome and said with a faint smile. "It's you, what? Doesn't your face hurt anymore? ”

Mitsui felt that he shouldn't have come up and talk. This bastard is really annoying, what he said, there is no room for maneuver at all, it is simply a naked ~ naked ~ naked slap in the face.

What was he going to say? Do you want to answer Yan Murong with a smile - I hit it lightly yesterday, and it doesn't hurt anymore?

What is the expression of a constipated person squatting in the toilet, and what is the expression of Mitsui Hidetoshi now.

Fight back with words? Or go up and beat up this bastard? No, he can't do it. Let's not say that this kid is very weird, let's just say that he came back last night and was scolded by his father like a dead dog, so that he no longer had the courage to argue with Yan Murong in front of so many people, and what was even more depressing was that he had to apologize to Yan Murong in public later.

So, Mitsui's handsome face changed several times, and only then did he suppress the violent aura in his heart, turned his head to look at Dong Wuyan, and said. "This beautiful young lady looks very raw, did she come with Mr. Yan?"

"Get out!"

Dong Wuyan's face was so heavy that he was about to drip water, and he spit out such a word trembling all over.

"You-" Mitsui was stunned for a moment, and just about to get angry, he looked at Dong Wuyan and looked at him, and after a while, he suddenly burst out laughing. "Haha, I said it was so familiar, it turned out to be you slut."