Keep Running Your Mouth and Picking Fights, and I'll Poison You to Death

【Sharp-tongued, soft-hearted CEO top X venomous, cold, money-loving bottom】 【Mutual devotion + sweet romance + lighthearted】 【Everyone is a goofball. If you like cold, domineering CEOs, this may not be for you】 Shi Yan is the head of the Shi Group, a force to be reckoned with in Beijing's wealthy circles, where everyone answers his call. His grandfather was worried that some bad person might poison this only grandson, so he unilaterally forced a food taster named Sang Zhi on him. Seeing the young man's cold, gloomy gaze, Shi Yan decided that the person most eager to poison him in the whole world was this very food taster! Shi Yan refused: “Grandpa, I'm so handsome that everyone loves me. Who would poison me?” His grandfather sneered. “You're arrogant, conceited, and look down on everyone. Even I feel like putting arsenic in your bowl!” Shi Yan: “…” His grandfather coaxed him. “You're such a picky eater, and I hear Xiao Sang is a great cook.” On the first day the supposedly talented food taster stepped into the kitchen, it blew up. Shi Yan, covered in soot, glared at his grandfather. “Grandpa, are you seriously lying to my face?” His grandfather gave an awkward smile. “Everyone has their specialty. His is studying poisons.” On the food taster's first day at work, Shi Yan got food poisoning and ended up in the hospital having his stomach pumped. Shi Yan glared at the food taster, whose features were breathtakingly beautiful and whose bearing was cool and aloof: “What the hell kind of useless food taster are you? Are you some hitman sent by my rival? Sooner or later, you're going to get me killed.” The food taster showed not the slightest remorse for neglecting his duties: “Judging by your face, your horoscope must be harder than titanium alloy. It'd take eight hours for you to die even if you hanged yourself. You're not going to die.”