People are wreaking havoc in Tokyo, ladies, please stay put!

She rubbed her eyes, sat up, climbed out of bed naturally, took off her pajamas, and prepared to take a bath.

next second.

She stood there in shock.

A man sat on the sofa in front of her.

Looking at her naked body.

"Hello...my name is Fang Zuo." said the man.

Chapter 268 The Fight between Mature and Beautiful Women

If it weren't for the slightly cool air invading Yuya Mikami's skin, reminding her that this scene was so real.

Yua Mikami probably still thinks that this... is just a nightmare.

Why is there someone in my room?

And he's still a young man.

At this moment, the man was still looking at him up and down with great interest.

Yuya Mikami was so surprised that her mind went blank. She didn't have time to think about it, and she didn't even blush shyly on her face.

Still the same as usual.

She quickly grabbed a towel to cover her naked body.

Fang Zuo looked at the woman with a delicate face and bright features.

Bai Jie's body was exposed.

She has a petite body but very good proportions.

She has fair and delicate skin and a well-proportioned figure.

Although the two curves in the upper body are not as good as those of Shiraishi Nagimitsu, they are still very impressive.

The buttocks are not as full as Yingkong Huwalnut's, but they are much bigger and more plump.

Her snow-white feet were stepping on a Persian wool carpet, and next to it were the peach-colored lace embroidered thong and the same bra that she had just taken off.

A small bow is on each side of the V-shaped thong.

The floor-to-ceiling glass door of her bedroom was closed, and the door to her room was also tightly shut. Despite having the most advanced fresh air system, the entire bedroom was still filled with her scent.

A faint scent of girlish milk mixed with the scent of a woman.

Contradiction but no conflict.

Especially the moment she lifted the quilt, the air warmed by her body temperature rushed out with her body fragrance.

It went straight to Fang Zuo's nose.

If we didn't know it in advance, it would be hard to imagine that such a young woman is the one who holds half of the shares of the two major conglomerates.

You know, the assets of the Mitsui Group alone are roughly estimated to be more than 20 trillion won, while the Samsung Group, which the Koreans on the neighboring peninsula are proud of, has assets of only 4 trillion won.

This seemingly weak woman actually controls the livelihoods of hundreds of thousands of families. With a wave of her hand, she can make hundreds of thousands of people around the world unemployed.

"Who are you?" Yua Mikami leaned against the wall with a calm expression, and there was no trace of panic in her voice.

But after a brief moment of distraction, her face immediately calmed down. She looked calm and composed, as if she was used to big scenes.

She wasn't frightened at all by the man entering her private bedroom.

Fang sat silently and looked at Mikami Yua.

A knowing smile.

She tightly grasped the bath towel to cover her body with her hands, and her slightly trembling white and plump calves betrayed her.

I was still nervous, but I hid it well.

After all, she is still a young woman.

But no matter what, this ever-changing expression management shows that she is indeed not an ordinary woman.

Mikami Yua saw that the other party was looking at her silently, and she sniffed the smell in the room.

Her face flushed and she felt even angrier.

Of all her properties in Tokyo, this villa near the Tokyo Bay beach is her favorite place to stay.

Behind the villa is her private beach and yacht. When she is tired of handling group affairs, she comes here to relax.

This extremely private bedroom is filled with her collection of various brand-name underwear, stockings and other personal belongings.

No one has ever come in except myself.

This man is the first and only one.

And now.

Every scent his nose now smelled was his own unique body odor.

"who are you?"

"How did you get in?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Do you want money? How much? I can give it to you!!"

Mikami Yuya asked repeatedly, keeping her words calm.

"I told you, my name is Fang Zuo. Hello, Ms. Mikami Yuya." Fang Zuo picked up the Roman Ruby Grapes beside the table, picked one and put it in his mouth.

If I remember correctly, Shiraishi Nagimitsu brought this grape back with some reluctance last time.

A small skewer costs millions of yen, and this plate costs nearly ten million yen and is just casually placed here.

The only end of them is that the owner tastes a few and then throws them into the trash can.

"I don't care what your name is, I just want to know who you are, how you got in, and what you want to do?" Yua Mikami said word by word.

The young man's nonchalant attitude made her feel even more ashamed.

But she didn't show it too much, for fear of angering the man.

Of course she knew that the other person was not an ordinary person.

This villa is one of the most luxurious villas in Japan.

The public entrances and exits of the entire villa area are covered with cameras, and there are no blind spots at all.

This community has the best security system and personnel in Japan, and is also connected to the alarm of the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.

What's more, dozens of professional bodyguards and Onmyojis with special powers from various countries are guarding the villa.

How could any man enter here without any warning?

Yua Mikami looked at the door and the floor-to-ceiling glass.

He didn't even open this.

"Do you want money or something?" Mikami Yuya slowly moved towards the head of the bed: "Just tell me how much you want."

As she walked, the bath towel was kicked up by her legs, revealing a pair of white, tight and smooth thighs.

As she spoke, her hand was pressed against the wall, seemingly motionless, but slowly reaching for a hidden button at the head of the bed.

"I advise you not to press that button. It's the emergency button, right?" Fang Zuo picked another grape and tossed it into his mouth. "They rushed over and lost their lives in vain. It won't accomplish anything, and it's also delayed our discussion."

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I came to you just to ask you to help me solve a problem and to ask for a few things."

Yua Mikami slowly withdrew her hand from reaching for the hidden button.

The man saw through her intentions at a glance, and she felt even more uneasy.

Reckless and arrogant.

This is the feeling this man makes me feel.

But since this person said he came to ask for something, at least he is safe now.

Mikami Yua breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Fang Zuo, huh?" Mikami Yuya said softly, "In that case, let me put on my clothes and have a good chat, okay?"

As a businessman, the most important thing is to test the other party's bottom line.

After knowing the man's intention, she naturally put forward the first condition to test the other party's ill intentions.

"Of course." Fang Zuo shrugged. "I didn't ask you to take it off. You wanted to take it off yourself. I didn't even disturb your sleep. To be honest, I've been waiting for a while."

Watching this man as if it was a matter of course and openly telling the story of breaking into a private house and a woman's bedroom.

Shameless....

Yua Mikami forced a smile, but she had already started cursing in her heart.

Why did he ask me to take off my clothes and why did he not disturb my sleep? Should I thank him?

"Thank you." Yua Mikami said with a sneer in her heart.

The fact that he was willing to let himself wear clothes showed that his malicious intentions were not that great.

"You're welcome." The man accepted the 'thank you' calmly.

Shameless....

Yua Mikami cursed again in her heart.

"Then I'll go in and change clothes..." Yua Mikami pointed to the inner cloakroom a few meters away.

"of course."

The man did not stop.

It seems that he is really confident.

Does it really come from strong strength or mental negligence?

Yua Mikami believes it is the first point.

After she walked into the inner cloakroom, she slowly closed the door and disappeared from the man's sight.

The man just smiled and didn't stop.

This made Yua Mikami even more convinced.

She hurriedly removed the bath towel, took out a set of custom-made underwear, and changed into a one-piece Chanel dress of the latest model.

I wiped my face with a pure water towel and washed myself briefly.

I picked a lipstick at random and put on some simple makeup.

Wear a pearl hairpin to tie up the messy long hair.

And a pair of Chanel pearl earrings.

He looked at himself in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

Such a powerful person still wants something from me, so I think it must not be a simple thing.

In this case, negotiations are inevitable.

And negotiations naturally require a good attitude.

A person who is dressed sloppily and untidy has already lost at the negotiation table before the negotiation even begins.

"Sorry for the wait, Mr. Fang." Yua Mikami walked out wearing white velvet high heels.

With his hands folded across his chest, he looked down at Fang Zuo who was sitting on the sofa.

Momentum and confidence are back.

"It's okay. I need your help, so it's my duty." Fang Zuo spread his hands and said, "I went to your 21 properties in Tokyo and finally found you here."

"I've been waiting." Fang Zuo smiled. "I've heard you talk thirteen times in your sleep and turn over four times. This shows my sincerity. I think Miss Mikami Yuya won't let me down."

Fang Zuo silently ate another grape.

If it is a manual on some martial arts technique, I can find out everything by searching my soul.