Strongest Guard

Of course, Young Master Jin didn't want to get beat up. Didn't he see Brother Hu and the others who were stronger than him get knocked down by the beautiful ladies easily? If a person with such a small physique like him were to get kicked, wouldn't his bones be broken?    

    

When he called out to Yue Zitong, it was purely because of their 'winning and losing' mindset. Just like how a rogue on the street would be beaten into a dead dog after being beaten to death, he also had to shout that he had the guts to not leave, because my big brother would be here soon.    

    

"What, what's your name?"    

    

Young Master Jin subconsciously shrunk his neck when he saw Yue Zitong's sharp gaze.    

    

"Aunt, he's plotting to take revenge on you in the future."    

    

Before Yue Zitong could say anything, Lee Nanfang spat at Young Master Jin as if he had achieved his goal, "Pah! Who do you think you are? You want to know our Director Yue's name? "    

    

Yue Zitong really wanted to slap Lee Nanfang's face, "Is there anyone who would say that?" You already said that I'm Director Yue, but what do you think about Qingshan City surnamed Yue, the president of a lot of things?    

    

She suddenly understood that this brat had intentionally leaked his information to make her hate him.    

    

"Sure, Lee Nanfang. If you call me and say that you don't have any money, I'll come here quickly to give you money. After seeing you get beaten up and beaten up by others, and then being saved, are you going to repay me in this way? "    

    

Yue Zitong narrowed her eyes and stared at Lee Nanfang. Almost every word was squeezed out from between her teeth.    

    

Lee Nanfang was a bit guilty and realized that what he did was not the right thing to do. He looked away with a coy smile: "Hehe, about that, I just leaked it." "Well, I still owe them a hundred and eighty dollars."    

    

Gritting her teeth tightly, Yue Zitong took out two bills and slammed them on the table before walking away.    

    

"Twenty dollars as a tip, there's no need to look for it."    

    

Lee Nanfang said and quickly followed them out.    

    

Otherwise, she wouldn't have come here so fast. At the same time, it also proved that people took Lee Nanfang seriously. If she didn't want to come, then even thirty to fifty meters would take half an hour, let alone three miles.    

    

She 'cared' about Lee Nanfang because of the awkward relationship between the two of them. Even if she didn't want to come, she couldn't control her own feet.    

    

Who would have thought that she would be sold out of her good intentions for helping this fellow? How could she not be angry?    

    

"Little aunt, please listen to my explanation first. I —"    

    

Just as Lee Nanfang was about to explain, Yue Zitong suddenly turned around and said in a sinister tone, "Alright, then explain it to me. "If you can't explain it, I'll beat your teeth out of your mouth!"    

    

Lee Nanfang immediately covered his mouth and said in embarrassment, "About that, let's tie the two of us, alright?"    

    

"What's even?"    

    

Yue Zitong didn't want to bother with him, but she couldn't help but ask.    

    

Lee Nanfang chuckled, "You let Min Rou play you, didn't you?"    

    

Only then did Yue Zitong realize that he was still thinking about the matter where he was being played.    

    

She suddenly felt like crying. How could she meet such a stingy man?    

    

"Cough, it won't be like this next time."    

    

After seeing her expression darken, Lee Nanfang felt a little guilty and made a serious promise.    

    

"Even if you get beaten to death next time, I won't care about you anymore."    

    

Yue Zitong said in a low voice before opening the door and getting on the car. The car suddenly sped up and the engine roared as it rushed out.    

    

"Next time, laozi won't bother with it either, damn it."    

    

Looking at the dusky night sky, then looking back at Brother Hu and the others who were leaning on the window and peeking out, Lee Nanfang cursed. His mood seemed to have declined for no reason, and he quickly walked onto the sidewalk with his hands in his pockets.    

    

Buzz, buzz.    

    

The moment Lee Nanfang returned to his room, his phone started to vibrate intensely.    

    

It was the old man who called. Lee Nanfang picked up the phone and was a bit annoyed. He asked: "Old man, what do you mean?"    

    

"What do you mean? "What are you talking about, good disciple? I don't understand."    

    

The old man was playing dumb over there.    

    

If it wasn't for his wife, Lee Nanfang would definitely give him his middle finger: "Come on, why did you cut all the money in my bank card? I don't even have the money to drink. I lost an adult tonight. "    

    

"Isn't this old man doing it for your own good?"    

    

The old man explained confidently, "As the saying goes, a single cent is not enough to bring down a hero. Only if you are penniless will you be unable to move an inch. You can only obediently stay by Zitong's side for her safety …"    

    

"Stop, stop chewing maggots."    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered, "Hmph, you don't trust me. I, Lee Nanfang, will do what I've said. Since I've promised you, I will do it.    

    

"It's just a stinky copper thing, let's not talk about it."    

    

The old man on the other side seemed to be very generous and changed the subject, "Brat, I am calling you now to tell you some bad news."    

    

Lee Nanfang did not say anything. He took out his cigarette case and wanted to smoke, but found that it was empty.    

    

He wanted to buy it — where would he buy it if he was penniless?    

    

Fortunately, there was still the cigarette butt from last night in the ashtray.    

    

After waiting for a while and not waiting for Lee Nanfang to say anything, the old man could only say: "You are going to be in trouble."    

    

After smoking for a bit, Lee Nanfang sneered and said, "Tsk, am I not in enough trouble?"    

    

"The trouble this time is different."    

    

"What's different? Is there a three-legged monster coming to bite me? "    

    

"This time, someone wants to treat you as a love rival."    

    

"Love rivals?"    

    

Lee Nanfang blinked his eyes and asked in confusion, "What love rival?"    

    

"Sigh, it's hard to explain in a single sentence. Listen to what I have to say."    

    

The old man sighed from the side, "I heard that a handsome young man would be going to the Qingshan City soon. Damn it, what's so great about a young master with Helan Family? What right do you have to treat my disciple as a love rival just to chase after my sister-in-law? "Damn it, this is something that we can endure, something that we cannot tolerate …"    

    

With the old man's string of expletives, Lee Nanfang finally understood what happened. There was a guy with the surname He Lan who was about to arrive at Qingshan City, chasing after Yue Zitong with flowers in his hands.    

    

He Lan gongzi was Yue Zitong's instructor in the country's security. He had long since been interested in her.    

    

It was said that He Lan was one of the top talents in the capital. He had the elegance and elegance of a man, just like how he had been invented just for him.    

    

Yue Zitong came from a wealthy family, and she was also very charming. When she wasn't angry, it was reasonable for Young Master He Lan to pursue her, so there was nothing strange about it.    

    

Originally, no matter who it was that chased Yue Zitong, they would not care about Lee Nanfang Mao's matters. The key was that he had to protect her closely and even have to live with her at night, so their relationship would definitely be misunderstood. Even if he explained, no one would believe him.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang would never explain and even happily said: "Okay, okay, that guy must be pretty good, right? "If I let him protect her, I could use this opportunity to escape."    

    

Without waiting for Lee Nanfang to finish, the old man interrupted him, "No!"    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered: "Why not?"    

    

The old man arrogantly said, "If I say no, then no."    

    

"Geezer, explain it clearly to me, why isn't it working?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was a bit annoyed. Just as he was about to say that he would leave Qingshan City immediately after Master He Lan arrived, the old man suddenly said: "Because you want to marry Yue Zitong."    

    

"What?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was stunned and then burst out laughing, "Old man, you didn't drink too much, right? You actually want me to marry Yue Zitong? "What the f * * k? You still dare to say anything, aren't you afraid of the winds blowing your tongue?"    

    

The old man said lightly, "This is your wife's decision. She doesn't want any man other than you to harass Zitong. As for whether or not you listen to me, that's your problem.    

    

The sneer on Lee Nanfang's face immediately froze.    

    

When the muscles on his face finally recovered, he found that the old man had already hung up the phone.    

    

Lee Nanfang grabbed the glass of water on the cabinet, drank all the cold water inside in one gulp and lay on the bed with his mind in a mess.    

    

Vaguely, he could guess why his wife insisted on him protecting Yue Zitong.    

    

Perhaps Yue Zitong didn't have any so-called danger at all. Yue Zitong's wife had asked him to come here so that they could try to get along together and make this matter clear when the time was right.    

    

However, the appearance of that young master He Lan had disrupted his wife's plans for a gradual approach. Thus, the old man had called.    

    

Especially when he thought about how Yue Zitong hated him so much, yet made him stay, Lee Nanfang was even more sure of what he thought. She might have known something long ago, but she didn't tell me.    

    

"Mistress wants me to marry her little sister as my wife? Then, then wouldn't that mean that the old man and I have become two old men, and that our seniority has been thrown into disarray? "    

    

Lee Nanfang felt a headache coming on. He held his head with his hands, tossed and turned on the bed, and finally fell asleep.    

    

Tonight, he dreamt that there were many women that could not see his face. They shamelessly made others turn against him, transforming into foxes to pester him, causing him to always waste a lot of money the next morning when he woke up.    

    

Luckily, he didn't have the habit of wearing his pants in bed, but he would definitely be cursed by the hotel laundryman. Being cursed at wasn't anything special, so Mr. Lee, who was open-minded, wouldn't mind.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who had dreamt for the whole night, had a pair of eyes that were black and listless. When he arrived at Kaihuang Group with faltering footsteps, it was already around nine in the morning.    

    

The moment he entered the parking lot, he saw a big circle of bright red roses on the floor in front of the entrance. A young man in a beige suit was holding a white rose in his arms.    

    

Even a bumpkin could tell that this was a suitor, but only a bumpkin would use such an old-fashioned way. Lee Nanfang didn't care and was about to walk around, but Wang Defa walked over from the side.    

    

Lee Nanfang could be considered to be familiar with him. He greeted him with a smile and casually asked: "Which beauty is this bro chasing after in our company?"    

    

"Him — he's after us, Director Yue."    

    

Lao Wang looked back and whispered like a thief: "Didn't you see that in the circle, there was even a line of words with flowers?"    

    

"Chasing after Director Yue?"    

    

Lee Nanfang's sleepiness immediately vanished. He looked at the flowers on the ground with wide eyes and saw the words: Happy Birthday, Zitong!    

    

F * ck, is this the young master He Lan?    

    

Lee Nanfang then looked at the handsome young man and asked Lao Wang, "What is his name?"