Rebirth of the strongest business woman

Chapter 729
Two hours later, An Jin and Tang Song were invited to Bellman's study.

"I don't know your names yet." Behrman pointed to the sofa next to him, asked the two to sit down, and then asked.

"My name is An Jin, and this is my fiancé, Tang Song." An Jin replied.

Behrman nodded, and when he glanced at Tang Song, he paused slightly and frowned, "Sir, have we met somewhere?"

Tang Song glanced coldly, there was no wave in his eyes, "No."

Afterwards, he turned his eyes back to An Jin, and the corners of Behrman's mouth twitched a few times with that affectionate look.

Could it be that in this man's heart, apart from this Chinese girl, there is nothing else worth paying attention to?
"Cough cough." After coughing twice, Bellman looked at An Jin again, with a vicious look on his face, an aura that could only be formed after countless bloody storms.

"An Jin, you have to know that if you can't cure me, you, your friends, and your family members will all die. Do you really not regret it?"

He still couldn't believe that this seemingly young Chinese girl could really cure his illness?
An Jin smiled calmly, glanced at Behrman's left leg, and said, "Your leg was picked out about ten years ago, because you didn't pick it up quickly, and you treated it in a timely manner, so it wasn't all scrapped." Dropped, however, with a lame aftereffect."

Bellman was shocked. Many people knew that his leg was injured ten years ago, but no one knew such details, except for a few trusted people around him, but they would never betray him.

"How do you know?" Bellman's eyes sharpened. What happened ten years ago has always been his taboo.

Even though he had thrown all those people into the sea to feed the sharks, he still didn't want to mention it again.

An Jin smiled slightly, "Earl Behrman, calm down, since I said that I can cure your illness, I can naturally see why you were injured?"

Behrman took a deep breath, calmed down a lot, and asked again: "Can you really heal my leg?"

An Jin nodded, "Not only your legs, but also the poison on your body."

"Poison?" Behrman frowned, "You said, I was poisoned?"

"Yes, otherwise, Mr. Behrman thought, with such a strong body, why would you be infertile?" This is also the reason why An Jin was so confident in the nursing home just now.

As long as it is poison, it can be resolved. If it is true that Behrman is infertile, then An Jin really has no good solution for a while.

Hearing that he was poisoned, a killing intent flashed in Behrman's eyes.

"Miss An Jin, are you sure when I was poisoned?" The change in tone proved that Behrman had begun to trust An Jin.

An Jin nodded, "Earl Behrman stretched out his hand, I'll take your pulse and you'll know."

Bellman immediately stretched out his hand, but in the next second, a handkerchief suddenly covered his wrist.

With a cold face, Tang Song said calmly, "Whether a man or a woman can kiss each other, even though Earl Behrman is from country M, he still has to follow our Chinese tradition."

The corners of Behrman's mouth twitched again, this Chinese man was quite jealous.

An Jin smiled helplessly, letting Tang and Song's petty temper help Earl Behrman feel the pulse through a handkerchief.

(End of this chapter)