Thriller Night Talk

Compared with Akihiko Yamamoto's friendly response, the attitude of the bearded white man next to him clearly reveals obvious perseverance and contempt.

He squinted at the two sitting across from each other, regardless of their appearance or figure, his eyes were full of comparison.

A few seconds later, he didn't know whether he thought he had won or lost, so he snorted coldly.

"I'm Daniel."

The bearded man gave his name, then picked up the coffee cup from the table, and drank the brown liquid in the cup as if drinking beer.

"Hey, Mary, pour me another cup of coffee."

As Daniel said, he raised his empty glass towards the kitchen.

A girl came out, holding a coffee pot in her left hand and a tray with two cups in her right.

The girl named Mary is a Westerner, about 20 years old, with light golden curly hair tied into a bun behind her head, wearing a black apron, she should be one of the only two maids in the house one already.

Mary put the two empty cups in front of Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan, smiled at them with a worried expression, and looked away as if embarrassed when they met their eyes.

Beiquan: "..."

"Hey, Mary, where's the coffee!"

Daniel knocked impatiently on the table.

Mary quickly left Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan behind, quickly turned to the side of the long dining table, and refilled Daniel's glass first.

Now, Daniel seemed satisfied.

He raised his hand and deliberately patted Mary's waist, then raised his chin towards the opposite side, and said in a strange way: "Pour a cup of coffee for my brothers too."

At this time, the butler came out of the kitchen with another maid.

The other maid was an African-American woman in her fifties, with a slightly fat body, and her name was Alanka.

In this way, except for the head of the house, Chen Dafa, who slept in the master bedroom upstairs, and the nurse who took care of him full-time, everyone in the mansion gathered in this poorly lit and ventilated living room.

The butler and two maids brought the food for the brunch to the table, and then the butler politely told them that the lawyer would be over later, please have something to eat first.

American-style brunch, as the name suggests, is because the meal time is stuck at the point of neither early nor late, so breakfast and lunch are simply combined.

Although the manpower was not enough, the housekeeper obviously attached great importance to the brunch and arranged quite a sumptuous meal.

There were many dishes on the table.

Bread, cherry pie, omelettes, bacon, sausages, cereals, muffins, mash, juices and soups.

Beiquan took a piece of bread and spread jam on it.

"Jason?"

Daniel, who was sitting opposite him, suddenly spoke:

"I've never seen you in this house before."

Bei Quan raised his eyelids and glanced at Daniel:

"I went to China 20 years ago."

"Oh?"

Daniel dragged his voice, "Then you and your boyfriend met in Huaguo?"

He sneered:

"Hua should not recognize same-sex marriage, right?"

As he spoke, Daniel gestured at Wei Fuyuan with a fork:

"Then he is an outsider who has nothing to do with him, what right does he have to stay here?"

Daniel's words were completely provocative, and even Juan, who was sitting next to Beiquan, changed his face slightly, his eyes flicked around the three people involved, as if he was a little worried.

But Beiquan seemed calm and relaxed.

He picked up another slice of bread, spread peanut butter on it, then stacked the two slices of bread on top of each other, and cut two slices diagonally with a knife.

"Just because he's my boyfriend."

Beiquan handed half of the bread to Wei Fuyuan who was sitting beside him, and then smiled slightly at Daniel:

"When the lawyer contacted us, he should have said that he can bring someone close to him, right?"

"Jason was right."

Juan seemed to be afraid that the two of them would quarrel, so he hurriedly helped:

"Since both the lawyer and the housekeeper said there is no problem, then..."

"Juan, shut up!"

Daniel interrupted him impatiently:

"You were a sissy when you were young, maybe you were gay too?"

Hearing Daniel's words, the expression on Juan's face was obviously stunned, and then he swallowed hard, and really shut his mouth, not daring to speak.

But Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan understood the source of Daniel's inexplicable hostility.

This person is presumably a conservative, or some kind of homophobic person. Just seeing the two go out and go together hand in hand is not pleasing to the eye, and somehow wants to find fault.

The atmosphere on the table became a little tense for a while.

At this time, the young maid Mary came over with a bunch of orange juice, and asked a little at a loss:

"Excuse me... does anyone need fresh-squeezed orange juice?"

Daniel shifted his gaze to Mary.

"cough."

He cleared his throat and knocked on the table again: "Pour me a glass of orange juice."

It can be regarded as silently exposing this confrontation.

However, Daniel no longer took the initiative to provoke, but Beiquan did not intend to let him go.

"Come on, try this."

Beiquan forked a piece of grilled sausage, handed it to Wei Fuyuan's mouth, and said with a soft smile, "I think it's quite delicious."

Wei Fuyuan had never enjoyed the treatment of being fed by his own boss before, and his heart beat twice.

But he knew that at this time, he should cooperate with Beiquan's performance.

Wei Fuyuan suppressed his embarrassment because of their status as "lovers", turned his head, took the piece of sausage from Beiquan's fork, and chewed it a few times.

"good to eat."

He smiled and said:

"very delicious."

Bei Quan gave him a sweet smile as tender as water, and raised his hand to wipe off a little oil stain on the corner of his lips.

——As expected of my boss!

Wei Fuyuan licked his lips nervously, where the soft and slightly cold touch of Beiquan's fingertips still remained.

——The acting is so good that Oscar owes him a statuette!

He complained in his heart, then turned his head and picked up a piece of soft-boiled egg on his plate, and fed it back like Bei Quan:

"You have eaten too little today, come, eat some more."

Beiquan seemed very satisfied with Wei Fuyuan's cooperation.

He ate the soft-boiled eggs fed to him by his assistant, and then gently touched the other's face, as if he was indulging in the tenderness of the young wolf dog lover and couldn't extricate himself.

This disgusted the homophobic straight man on the opposite side.

Daniel's table knife made a crisp sound in the white porcelain plate, and then fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

Both the housekeeper and the maid went back to the kitchen, so he could only scold and pick them up by himself.

However, as soon as Daniel bent down, he saw something through the tablecloth that made him even more furious.

On the opposite side of the table, Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan's thighs were tightly pressed together, and they seemed to rub each other intentionally or unintentionally, their movements were extremely ambiguous.

"F*ck!"

Daniel dropped the knife and stood up suddenly:

"I am full!"

He gave Beiquan and Wei Fuyuan a hard look, whispered something in a very low voice, but no one could hear clearly.

"I'll see when the lawyer comes!"

After speaking, Daniel turned his head and left the restaurant.

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The lawyer had said he would be there around brunch, but something seemed to hold him back until four o'clock in the afternoon.

Today he didn't bring the interns, but drove here alone.

When the lawyer arrived, he called the four heirs to the living room. After introducing himself briefly, he took out a copy of Chen Dafa's will and read it to them one by one.

According to Chen Dafa's will, Dai Baiqian, Daniel, Juan and Akihiko Yamamoto will share the property under his name equally after his death.

The legal team has asked finance to make a preliminary valuation, and it is estimated that after deducting taxes, each person can get 220 billion [-] million US dollars.

When the lawyer said this number, Beiquan paid special attention to the expressions of the other three people.

Juan was obviously very nervous, he kept swallowing his saliva, and unconsciously grabbed the hem of his T-shirt with his fingers, seemingly at a loss.

Akihiko Yamamoto's face was tense, his face was expressionless, and he couldn't see what emotion it was.

Daniel suppressed his excitement and excitement, but the throbbing veins on his neck clearly revealed his true thoughts.His gaze moved in a certain direction involuntarily, and then retracted immediately, with his hands on his knees, his back straightened, and he pretended to be listening attentively.

Beiquan followed Daniel's wandering gaze and looked over...

--interesting.

The corner of his lips twitched slightly.

—It seems that something will happen soon.

And the lawyer's voice continues.

He told everyone that Mr. Chen Dafa has been longing for family affection all his life, and he regards every child who has lived with him as his own son, so he is willing to leave all his property to them. People get a bright future.

But Chen Dafa also hopes to get the warmth from his relatives at the last moment of his life, so he asked the four heirs to be by his side.

"Starting from today, that is, July 7, it will take at least a week until July 20."

The lawyer said:

"Mr. Chen hopes that you can live here and visit him in his room at least once a day."

"This is the condition that you must fulfill when you obtain the inheritance rights."

He closed the copy of the will.

"If any one of the four of you voluntarily renounces the right to inherit, or loses the right to inherit because he can't fulfill the conditions, then the property he should have received will be shared equally among the remaining three, and so on."

After speaking, the lawyer looked around at the four young people in front of him:

"Do you have any questions?"

The living room was silent.

After about a minute, Daniel coughed lightly.

"Cough, I heard that Mr. Chen's condition is already very serious..."

He paused:

"I mean, if—just in case, in case!"

Daniel says:

"What if Mr. Chen passed away before he lasted for seven days?"

"Regarding this point, there are supplementary clauses in Mr. Chen's will."

The lawyer nodded:

"If Mr. Chen unfortunately passes away before the 26th of this month, then the distribution of his estate will still be executed in accordance with the original will. You can rest assured."

The author has something to say: Alright, all the important characters of this case have appeared, and it’s time for everyone’s favorite guess who is the villain|?ω?｀)