Mt. Hiei is deserted in the middle of the night, and the roads are hard to find, and the mountains and forests on both sides of the road are dark and gloomy.

On the road just out of the old bamboo forest courtyard on the mountainside, there were several high-end business cars parked, two of which were parked horizontally, blocking the road that was not wide.

Kamiya Seiko stood next to the car surrounded by bodyguards, his expression was like water, his black and red dress was blown up by the mountain wind, and he felt like a lotus in the mountains.

The only thing that ruined this aesthetic atmosphere was probably Yuhei Murata, who was blocking the way in front of him.

"Stopped my car just to apologize?" Just as soon as he got out of the car, the holy son of Kamiya opened his mouth directly.

There was no panic in her voice.

It's like a child who has a temper tantrum, and he is patient enough, but the child is getting more and more inches.

Yuhei Murata pushed down his glasses, maintained a decent smile on his face, waved his hand to let the bodyguard behind him walk to the side, and then bowed his head slightly and sincerely apologized:

"I admit that I was a little too much just now, I was a little too anxious, and this matter can be discussed again."

And after hearing this, Kamiya Seiko revealed disappointment in his narrow eyes, and he did not hide it at all.

This disappointment is purely personal.

The only remaining male in the Murata family has only such a small amount of energy, and is he so stupid?

Sure enough, it didn't go through the wind and rain.

In terms of mental means and personality alone, compared to his sick and dead brother, it is really far worse.

Kamiya Seiko had deep eyes and introverted eyes, and he didn't think too much, just raised his chin slightly and said softly, "No need, there's no need, he's already here."

"He's already here? Who is he?"

Murata Yuhei was a little stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what she meant, but he also looked back.

Suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed.

As far as Murata could see, the road was filled with white mist from the night wind in the mountains and forests, and a blazing white light broke through the fog in the distance.

A black business sedan drove slowly towards it, and instead of driving very fast, it gradually slowed down and stopped at a distance of fifty meters.

The headlights were not turned off after the car stopped, and the blazing high beams made Yuhei Murata can't help but subconsciously squint his eyes, trying his best to see but can't see anything clearly.

He could only vaguely see that someone seemed to have stepped out of the car, which made him a little suspicious.

Just when Yuhei Murata couldn't help but ask, a figure slowly appeared in his sight, just in front of the high beam, so he could see it clearly.

There was a fog on the side of the mountain forest on the road, and someone came out of the fog, pulling out of the shadow under the reflection of the headlights behind him, like a god who broke through the darkness.

I don't know why, Murata Yuhei saw this gradually approaching figure, in addition to the inexplicable sense of familiarity, he always felt a strange charm.

Tranquility is mixed with profundity, calmness is accompanied by dark inspiration, and the spirit is restrained but cannot be ignored.

The figure in the distance breathed heat, drifting in the flowing fog and dissipating until the figure was less than ten meters away, and he could see the other person's face clearly.

Minamoto Rarimitsu passes through a traffic jam on the road.

Under the vigilant gaze of several bodyguards, he walked straight in front of Seiko Kamiya and Yuhei Murata.

"Good evening, Murata-san."

"It turned out to be the source manager, I thought you were already resting in the courtyard, why are you here?"

"It's a little cold, I'll pick up the Holy Son back."

Yuan Laiguang stood in front of the vehicle, his figure was still haloed by the headlights, and after he stopped and said this, he looked at each other with a smile.

A person like Yuhei Murata, as one of the heirs cultivated by a wealthy family, will not be stupid enough to clash with people head-on, and it is rare to even tear his face.

Even if the children of wealthy families and ordinary people have the same nose and two eyes, most of them are mediocre, but they don't even have basic thinking.

For example, the sudden appearance of Yuan Laiguang, and walking in front of the two of them, and calling him by the name of the woman he wanted to get affectionately, even if his heart turned from ignorance to annoyance, he would not be able to scold.

Even because of the identity of Minamoto Yorimitsu, as well as some rumors he heard recently, Murata Yuhei still had to pay for his smiling face, and he didn't dare to offend people by his mood.

Although Yuhei Murata was pounding in his temples.

The suspicion that had been suppressed in his heart was proven, and the feeling of anger flowed in his heart, but he still did not act rashly, and barely supported the smile on his face.

Under the gaze of Yuhei Murata, Minamoto Raiko just turned around and looked at the Kamiya Seiko who was staring at him with his slender arms and his eyes a little flickering:

"That's what you're talking about? Where will you just throw myself away, and then stop talking about dancing?"

"I was talking about something else."

"So why are you here now? Since you're gone, you have to tell me in time, and if you don't say goodbye, you will be punished, and I'll make a note of this incident for the time being."

"I won't do that next time."

Looking at the playful look in Minamoto Raiguang, Kamiya Seiko was not as strong as before, but pursed his lips and nodded gently, unexpectedly listening to him.

"It's too cold in here, let's change places."

Yuan Laiguang glanced around, there were more than a dozen bodyguards standing there, but he also ignored them completely.

As if he had thought of something, he tore off his tie, then took off his blazer and put his hands around her neck.

Kamiya Seiko didn't resist, just raised his chin slightly to look at him, and there was a slight glint in his eyes.

It's just that Yuan Laiguang ignored everyone, and when he was about to leave by the shoulders of the Holy Son of Kamiya, an inappropriate voice suddenly stopped the two of them.

"Wait."

Yuhei Murata stopped in front of them, his face was shocked, "What do you mean by this?"

"What do you mean?"

Yuan Laiguang showed a surprised expression, looking at him with a strange look in his eyes, and it wasn't until a moment later that he smiled and said, "Isn't this obvious? My Son and I are in a relationship, the kind that is rushing to get married."

He said this very naturally.

Naturally, even Kamiya Seiko felt the temperature coming from his shoulders start to heat up.

But Yuhei Murata's face was cloudy, especially when he looked at the holy son of Kamiya, who didn't say a word, he instinctively felt that there was a ghost, but he couldn't ask directly.

So to get rid of yourself?

He shifted his gaze to Minamoto Yorimitsu's face again.

"Relationships?"

Yuhei Murata took a deep breath, calmed down the anger he had just had, and put a polite smile on his face again: "Didn't you say business cooperation?"

"I said that on purpose."

As if he had known that he would ask such a question, an apologetic expression appeared on Minamoto Raimitsu's face, turned his head to look at Murata Yuhei, and explained with some embarrassment:

"After all, the identity of the Holy Son is sensitive, and I should be sensitive, so I didn't plan to make this relationship public, but now it seems that I have to make it public."

After a pause, he looked at the Holy Son of Kamiya beside him with gentle eyes and explained to himself:

"After all, there are people who are pursuing, and if I don't stand up, it seems a little unreasonable."

After saying that, he didn't care about the other party's reaction.

Just put his head closer, almost on the shoulder of the Holy Son of Kamiya, and the tip of his nose kept coming from the faint fragrance.

"Boyfriend's identity." Yuan Laiguang lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "This has to be increased."

"Don't go too far." Kamiya Seiko felt the familiar heat in his ears, and half of his body was a little numb.

"Then you have to get some blood, right?"

Yuan Laiguang asked with a smile in his eyes.

"Since I agreed, I will do it, but this matter is not as simple as you think, and there are still things to be done in the future."

As if thinking of something, Seiko Kamiya tilted his face to the side, and his voice became weaker.

Yuan Laiguang's face was straight: "For the sake of the Holy Son."

"You're speaking like you're taking an oath."

"Wedding vows?"

"If there is a day, I will believe it."

"Maybe there will be."

Their voices were so small that only the two of them could hear them, and Yuhei Murata couldn't hear them clearly with his ears pricked up.

Just when Minamoto Yorimitsu and Kamiya Seiko were whispering softly in their ears, Yuhei Murata, who was next to him, had a dark face, but he endured it and didn't have a seizure.

Look at their couple-like teasing.

Yuhei Murata unconsciously clenched his fists, and even the assistant next to him stepped forward and looked at him with some hesitation, but he was still waved away.

After a simple ventilation.

Only then did Yuan Laiguang raise his head again.

"Murata-san, let's go first."

"Well, okay, please walk slowly."

Yu Murata is like sinking water, but after all, he still hasn't had a seizure, and he still has the only remaining sanity.

"Get in your car, let's go."

Yuan Laiguang smiled and nodded to him, and then turned his head to say something to the Holy Son of the Divine Valley, and directly took her into the Rolls-Royce without seeing her.

And Yuhei Murata watched silently.

It wasn't until the Rolls-Royce in front of him started up again that he waved his hand with a dark face, letting the car that was blocking the road move away, and he didn't say anything the whole time.

He had stopped the Holy Son of Kamiya before.

It's not that they want to do anything bad to her, but because the two have some private friendship, so they won't be suspected of doing this kind of thing.

After all, he really just wanted to redeem it.

But for Minamoto Yorimitsu, Murata Yuhei can't continue to stop him, the two are just meeting for the first time, if they are so rude, it will undoubtedly tear their faces.

As the heir of a big family, no matter how stupid and selfish Murata Yuhei is, it is impossible to provoke a person with an unclear and powerful background.

Seeing Kamiya Seiko's car drifting away, but Minamoto Yorimitsu's car was still in place, Murata Yuhei frowned, but he didn't care too much about anything.

The entire Hiei Mountain was temporarily blocked by the Kobayashi family, and even if the car was left here overnight, someone would be responsible for driving it back tomorrow.

"Let's go back first."

Yuhei Murata said in a deep voice, and got into the car without any hesitation, as if he didn't want to stay here for a second, not just because he was holding back the fire in his heart.

Maybe it's too dark here, or maybe it's something else, he always feels a little uncomfortable here.

Especially after Minamoto Yorimitsu came.

It's like...

There seems to be some danger in myself.

He looked up.

I found that there was nothing except the fog in the mountains and forests, but I felt that the surrounding air was gloomy, and I felt as if I was being targeted by something.

He frowned and closed the window.

Then he told the driver to start the car.

On the hillside three hundred meters away, Nagayama lay on his stomach in the damp grass, fine-tuning the sniper scope with his fingers and aiming his red heart at Yuhei Murata's head.

Until the car started and left the place.

Completely disappears from the sniper scope's field of view.

Nagayama sighed slightly, put down the gun in his hand, and moved his sore wrist.

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The car drove smoothly on the road, barely audible noise, and the smell of oak perfume was permeating.

Minamoto retracted his gaze from the window.

Then he took the suit that was handed to him, leaned forward a little, and let her help put it on for himself.

"Is that a deal?"

"As I said earlier, it's not as simple as you think, and there will be changes in the future."

"What's that happening?"

Kamiya Seiko paused for help him re-tie his tie, and was silent for a moment: "It's my father."

After hearing this, Yuan Laiguang thought about it, he had heard the word father several times from her, and he also had some guesses, and after pondering for a while, he said:

"Understood, that Murata-san just now looks like he's pursuing you, right? But you said earlier that your deceased husband was his brother, isn't it a little bit for him to do this?"

"It's immoral, isn't it?"

"Although it doesn't matter in terms of blood, if this kind of thing is said, it will always make people feel bad."

"You can just say it's embarrassing."

Kamiya Seiko helped him smooth his collar and lowered his tie again, and then he retracted his palm with satisfaction.

"Even though I'm not sure what your true identity is right now, it doesn't seem like you grew up in this kind of family, so I'm a little sensitive to that."

"It's not sensitivity, it's contempt for bad habits."

Yuan Laiguang said in a natural tone.

Kamiya Seiko pursed his lips, turned his head to look at the regressing scenery outside the window, and said in a calm voice:

"No matter whether it is despised or bad, it is always a stubborn existence, and for people like me, it is a fact that has to be faced."

"So your terminally ill father was a staunch supporter of these bad habits, right?"

"In a family like ours, etiquette and elders are more important than anything else, and my father is not allowed to have doubts."

"So what do you need to do next?"

Yuan Laiguang directly asked the core question.

"You don't have to do anything, because if nothing else, your father will see you soon."

Apparently feeling tired, Seiko Kamiya propped his arms on the armrests and lifted his jaw.

"It can't be a son-in-law, right?"

Yuan Laiguang asked jokingly.

"You're kidding that, judging from what you have so far, the Kamiya family doesn't seem to be worthy."

"And what will happen to him?"

"Chances are I'll let you leave me." Seiko Kamiya whispered, "He's a man who doesn't like to take risks."

"By the way, Miss Holy Son has already passed the age of her establishment, and she has also married according to the advice of her family, so don't you even have this right now?"

This is what makes Minamoto feel strange.

According to Kamiya Seiko, her father is an absolutely traditional and conservative person who is very realistic in his greed for profit, but doesn't such a person have any family affection?

Even if you have been married and have served as a pawn for the development of the family, it is a bit too selfish to think about using this kind of thing a second time.

I can't say the same, after all, these people are very selfish and do everything, and there is a precedent for close relatives to marry here a long time ago.

So that kind of violation of morality, in the eyes of those real antiques, I am afraid that it is still pure blood.

And the character of Kamiya Seiko, Yuan Laiguang doesn't think she will be at the mercy, even if she was young and powerless to resist before, but now it is impossible not to resist.

"Not yet." Her voice paused, and she said faintly, "But it will be in about half a year."

Yuan Laiguang's eyes condensed slightly when he heard this.

Seems to understand something.

However, before he could think about it, Kamiya Seiya's calm voice rang in his ears again.

"My father had illegitimate children, probably more than one or two, and my mother only gave birth to me and my son, and although I have the management of most of the Kamiya family's businesses, I have not inherited the ownership."

"Are you still not at ease with your abilities?"

"It's not that I'm not at ease, but for the sake of the family's better continuity, is this reason serious?"

"Serious, very serious."

"Originally, my deceased husband was not a wealthy man, but the Murata family also agreed to the position of the name of the Kamiya family, and at the same time ceded a lot of benefits, but his health was really not good, and he passed away after half a year of marriage..."

Kamiya Seiko paused, turned his head to look at Gen Yoriguang, who was looking strangely, and asked softly with a smile:

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Feeling a strange gaze, as if she understood his thoughts, she explained with a smile: "It's not my hands and feet, he has congenital asthma."

Yuan Laiguang nodded when he heard this, and he didn't think much about it, but after a moment of silence, he suddenly asked: What did that Murata-san's house do just now?"

"Murata porcelain."

Seiko Kamiya glanced at him.

"Understood."

Yuan Laiguang nodded, but his mind became active, but he still asked: "Let's go back to the topic first, I'll only say just now, so the condition for the completion of the transaction is after being persuaded to retire by your father?"

"No, you have to work hard to get him to say yes."

Seiko Kamiya gave a very different answer.

Yuan Laiguang frowned when he heard this, stared at her face for a long time, and then said, "Reason."

"The binding force of human words will fade over time, no matter how beautiful you are in life, there will always be a day when it will drift into smoke, no matter who you can't escape."

Kamiya Seiko explained meaningfully.

"Isn't that a bit difficult?" Yuan Laiguang had a plan in his heart, and he actually wanted to agree to it, but now he had to show that he was unwilling.

"I'm just making a suggestion, in fact, even without you, I'm relatively sure, but it's not nine out of nine after all, so I'm going to be more cautious."

"Miss Son is indeed cautious."

Although he didn't know how much her father was so excessive that he could make Kamiya Seiko look forward to death in his heart, it didn't delay his admiration for his patience.

"But this difficulty is not comparable to the reward we talked about."

"I can add some chips."

The Holy Son of Kamiya said suddenly.

"For example?"

Yuan Raiguang raised an eyebrow.

Seiko Kamiya's fingers tapped her lips, her long and beautiful narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at him in a joking tone and asked, "How about we really get married?"

"It's not fair to me, is it?"

Yuan Laiguang asked with a smile.

"Am I not satisfied with you?"

Kamiya Seiko's eyes are very beautiful, especially when he looks at people, he always feels that there is a beauty hidden in the world, but it is also a danger hidden.

This sentence sounds profound.

The difference between a bag of tea and a tea plantation.

It's still clear that he's coming from someone.

"Even if you don't get recognized by your father, you should still be able to fulfill what you said just now, right?"

"I've never been a broken promise."

"Okay, come and kiss me, right now."

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