Arranged marriage, love blossoms; a fiercely devoted soldier dotes on her alone.

Yan Wenlong has been staying in his room for the past few days and hasn't gone out.

But he was quite happy today.

Why?

Because Mako Ishida suddenly came back.

The two embraced each other like dry tinder and a raging fire, inseparable and so deeply in love that they didn't know how long they stayed together.

at this time,

After another round of lovemaking...

"Thud!"

Yan Wenlong leaned against the headboard, lit a cigarette, and looked at Ishida Mako, saying, "Why did you suddenly come back?"

"Didn't you say you weren't coming back?"

Mako Ishida wrapped her fair and delicate arms around him and said in a sweet voice, "I didn't want to come back either, but there are still some procedures that haven't been completed at the company."

Yan Wenlong raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did Mr. Deng ask you to come back?"

Mako Ishida: "Well, unless Mr. Deng calls me back, I wouldn't dare come back even if someone else did."

"How are you doing these days?"

Yan Wenlong sneered, "That's how it is. I don't dare to go anywhere. I stay at home every day. If you hadn't come to find me, I wouldn't have left the house for days. I order takeout and just scroll through my phone watching short videos when I have nothing to do."

Mako Ishida: "Has Mr. Deng not resolved your matter yet?"

Yan Wenlong: "I don't know, anyway, Mr. Deng won't let me show my face. Zhenzi, do you know, I heard that Mr. Deng is sick."

"What illness does Mr. Deng have?" Mako Ishida asked in surprise.

Yan Wenlong: "I heard it's a hereditary disease, and once it flares up, it's incurable."

"Is it that serious?" Mako Ishida asked in surprise.

"Wouldn't that be a big problem for Mr. Deng? He manages so many projects, controls so much capital, and holds the lives of many people in his hands."

Yan Wenlong: "I heard that Mr. Deng is planning to have Xiao Zhan succeed him. Such a big business definitely needs someone to take over."

Upon hearing Xiao Zhan's name, Mako Ishida frowned and said, "Xiao Zhan is even more ruthless than Mr. Deng. I'm afraid you won't have a good time from now on."

Yan Wenlong stubbed out his cigarette, sighed, and said, "Ah, you're right. I'm worried that if something happens to Mr. Deng, without his protection, I'll have no way to survive in Beijing. Not to mention Xiao Zhan, there are many people outside who want to get rid of me."

Mako Ishida: "Why don't you come with me to the Land of Little Days?"

Yan Wenlong's eyes lit up and he said, "That's a good idea."

"I'm afraid Mr. Deng won't let me go!"

Mako Ishida got up and poured two glasses of red wine, handing one to Yan Wenlong, and said, "How will you know Mr. Deng disagrees if you don't try? Maybe I'll find an opportunity to talk to Mr. Deng about it."

Yan Wenlong took the red wine and said, "You're right. I'll call Mr. Deng tomorrow and talk to him. If that doesn't work, I'll put in a good word for you while you're busy. I think Mr. Deng treats you very well."

Yan Wenlong walked up to Ishida Mako, took the wine glass from her hand and placed it on the table, then picked her up and said, "Let's take a shower before we drink. We were working too hard just now, we're all sweaty!"

Mako Ishida said coquettishly, "You're not thinking of doing *that* in the bathroom again, are you? You have such strange tastes."

Yan Wenlong laughed and said, "It's only in a small space that it feels exceptionally quiet and safe, and you can control everything."

So the two of them went to the bathroom and turned on the shower.

After a while

The sound of rushing water mingled with heavy breathing, and soft moans were drowned out by the rushing water...

"Beep beep beep".

Suddenly the phone rang.

Mako Ishida pushed Yan Wenlong away and said, "It must be Mr. Deng calling."

Yan Wenlong, still not satisfied, said, "Why is Mr. Deng calling you so late? He doesn't want you to go with him, does he?"

Mako Ishida rolled her eyes at him and said, "Are you jealous of Mr. Deng? Besides, Mr. Deng is much better than you."

Yan Wenlong grinned and said, "He's better than me? How could that be! I'll admit that he's not as smart as me, but I won't accept that he's not as physically strong."

Mako Ishida, wrapped in a bath towel, walked over to answer the phone and said only one sentence: "I understand."

Then he hung up the phone, picked up the two glasses of red wine, handed one to Yan Wenlong and said, "Darling, let's have a toast together. I'm going to see Mr. Deng."

Yan Wenlong took the wine glass, intertwined his wrist with Ishida Mako's, and drank the red wine.

Mako Ishida put down her wine glass and began to get dressed.

Yan Wenlong licked his lips as he looked at Ishida Mako's alluring body, and said with a look of lingering desire, "You're really going to see Mr. Deng so late?"

Mako Ishida rolled her eyes at him: "What else?"

Yan Wenlong: "Are you really going to accompany Mr. Deng?"

Mako Ishida giggled and said, "Dragon Master, you're not really jealous, are you? You have to understand that we're just getting what we need from each other. We're just here to have fun. You don't have to take it seriously."

Goodbye, my dear.

"Oh, goodbye forever."

As she spoke, Mako Ishida swayed her sexy hips and walked away...

Yan Wenlong watched Ishida Mako's figure disappear through the door, recalling the wonderful time he had spent with her in bed, and then thinking about how this sexy beauty would soon be writhing and pleasuring herself beneath Deng Zhi, he felt a strange sense of loss.

suddenly,

A sharp pain shot through his heart and spread throughout his body, making him shudder. He muttered to himself, "Damn, could I really be falling for this woman?"

"I actually felt a pang of heartache."

Suddenly, Yan Wenlong felt a tickle in his throat. He opened his mouth and coughed lightly, and coughed up a clump of blood.

He looked at the blood on the ground and immediately sensed something was wrong.

He suddenly remembered Ishida Mako's last words as she left: "Never again!"

What does this woman mean?

What does "never see you again" mean?

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his chest, followed by a rush of heat from his throat, and he involuntarily opened his mouth…

"puff!"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood that had been stored for decades.

Yan Wenlong's face turned deathly pale instantly.

He suddenly realized that the glass of red wine he had just drunk was poisoned.

"thump!"

Yan Wenlong collapsed to the ground, his body convulsing violently, blood gushing from his mouth.

Yan Wenlong now understood that the phone call Deng Zhi had just made was actually a death warrant, not to ask Ishida Mako to accompany him, but to ask Ishida Mako to kill him.

Ishida Mako knew that she wouldn't be the one to use force, so she first used gentle persuasion to lower her guard, and then deliberately led her to the bathroom.

After answering the phone call, Mako Ishida took the opportunity to slip a drug into the wine while getting it...

"Oh no! Mr. Deng is trying to kill me to silence me!"

Yan Wenlong sighed and uttered his last words.

It kicked its legs in frustration, then fell silent again…

at the same time!

A barbecue party is being held at the young lady's manor at the foot of Hollywood Hills in Los Angeles.

Shen Jun sat leisurely in a chair, eating lamb skewers and drinking beer, and said to Elisa, "Miss Elisa, I heard you grew up here. What generation of Chinese are you?"

Elisa: "I am a third-generation Chinese."

As she spoke, she handed Shen Jun a skewer of grilled lamb kidneys, saying, "I've heard that you are what you eat, but I don't know if it's true."

Shen Jun took the sizzling lamb kidney, took a bite, and said, "It smells so good! Who cares if it's nutritious or not, I'll satisfy my taste buds first."

Elisa chuckled sweetly, "Once the mouth is full and satisfied, the other parts of the body also need to be satisfied."

Shen Jun's expression froze upon hearing this, then he chuckled dryly and said, "Hehe, one shouldn't be too greedy."

Elisa leaned close to Shen Jun's ear and breathed softly, "I can make you greedy, don't you want to?"

Startled, Shen Jun turned his head away and said with a wry smile, "Elisa, don't joke like that."

"I'm afraid I'll die from poisoning."

Elisa giggled, "I won't apply any ointment when I'm with you. You can enjoy my beautiful body without worry. Let me tell you, I can move, you know."