C34 It's Easy for Me to be Content
C34 It's Easy for Me to be Content
If she cooked for the man she liked, she believed that he would definitely have the mood described in the poem. Even if no man was worthy enough to cook with these two small hands, he should be able to use them to grab a gun, even kill people and set fires. What did it matter to her to wash the dishes?
The plates and bowls were slippery, almost slipping away from his hands on several occasions. They fell to the ground to let that scumbag watch the show.
He really did sit on the sofa where she used to sit, with his legs crossed, her cigarette in his mouth, and a cliche in his nose, as if he were watching a play, watching the sweat trickle down Director Yue's forehead.
Director Yue really wanted to turn around and throw the plate on her head.
However, she would not do that. Yue Zitong was not the type of person who could not afford to lose. She was just washing the dishes and washing the pots, and she was even harder to serve than cutting the wheat and plucking the grass.
He still needed to wash them clean. Even without Lee Nanfang's reminder, Yue Zitong would resolutely carry it out. After all, she would need to use these tableware for her meals in the future.
Finally, all the pots and pans had been washed clean. Yue Zitong let out a long sigh of relief as she raised her arm to wipe the sweat off her face. She actually felt a sense of pride in her heart, as if she had just done something amazing.
Pa, pa.
The monotonous applause came from the living room.
Who would want your praise?
Yue Zitong sniggered in secret, ignoring that fellow as she quickly walked up the stairs.
It was almost time for work. Although no one dared to deduct her bonus even if Director Yue was late, she didn't want to do that and wanted to set an example for everyone.
Within three days, Lee Nanfang didn't have to go to work. He could recuperate at home — this was something Yue Zitong had promised him. Even though she could see that he was fine, she didn't want to go back on her word.
Besides, if he didn't go to the company to give her more trouble, she would be more at ease, so as to prevent Deputy Director Qi from finding her again and saying that Lee Nanfang was once again fighting in the car class, causing her to have to say that this fellow was related to Min Rou, a poor relative from the countryside who had never seen the world.
"Can you set up the air conditioner? It's too hot at night, I can't stand it. "
When Yue Zitong, who had changed into a white suit and a pair of high heels, walked down the stairs, Lee Nanfang, who was sitting on the sofa, asked with his butt raised and a hopeful expression on his face.
Yue Zitong looked at him with the corner of her eye and asked indifferently, "What else do you want?"
Lee Nanfang was a bit excited and quickly said: "It's not too much. Other than the air conditioner, change a big bed, get a refrigerator and a TV on the wall. "Oh, it would be best to have another desktop computer where you can play games at night when you have nothing to do.
"Anything else?"
"No, I'm easily satisfied."
"You are very satisfied. But — No. "
After saying the last two words, Yue Zitong suddenly felt that the world was so beautiful, the sky was so blue, the clouds were so white, the flowers were red and the willows were green, and the air was filled with joyful molecules.
Especially Lee Nanfang's sullen face reminded Yue Zitong of Li Bai's poem, "Laughing at the sky and going out of the door!"
But she couldn't do that. It would damage Director Yue's image as an ice beauty. She could laugh even if she wanted to. When the car sped out of the villa, Yue Zitong couldn't hold it in any longer.
It's the duty of every man to keep a good mood after serving his master," Lee Nanfang agreed. "You're also a secret service agent, and you don't know how to live a better life. You're the tomb of a secret service agent.
It was like the Tomb of the Heroes in Tender Village.
No matter how fierce a lion was, once it was locked in the zoo, its instincts that made all kinds of beasts tremble would gradually be worn away.
Only in a harsh environment could the result of years of hard training be maintained.
Yue Zitong deliberately broke the air-conditioning in Lee Nanfang's room and removed the TV. Even if there was, he wouldn't turn on the air conditioning and watch TV. As for the desktop computer — in this era of increasingly advanced smartphones, computers would sooner or later be eliminated.
Lee Nanfang purposely made those requests to Yue Zitong because he hoped that she would be in a good mood today. No matter what, she was still his aunt, right?
Alas, it was said that a person would lie on a rattan chair under the sun and sleep soundly until he woke up naturally. Even if it was an emperor, he wouldn't trade it for it.
When Lee Nanfang sighed happily, the phone on the cabinet by the corner rang. The caller ID showed that it was from Beijing.
At first, he didn't want to care about it, but then he suddenly remembered why Yue Zitong had endured letting him win again and again. If he wasn't mistaken, this phone call should be from the Yue Clan.
"Hello, may I ask who you are?"
God knows, this was the first time Lee Nanfang used such a polite tone when he answered a phone call.
A dignified elderly voice came from the other side of the phone: "Lee Nanfang?"
"Yes, I am Lee Nanfang."
Lee Nanfang's tone became more respectful: "Excuse me, may I know who you are?"
"Hehe, I'm Zitong's grandfather."
The old man on the other side laughed. If Yue Zitong was present, she would definitely be depressed to death: You've called me so many times before, but you've never been so amiable before!
"Zitong's grandfather?"
Lee Nanfang pretended to be stunned for a moment, then he suddenly realized something: "Oh, grandpa, grandpa is nice to meet you! My aunt just left for work. Do you want me to call her back? "
"No need, I'm just looking for you."
"Looking for me?"
Lee Nanfang pretended not to understand, "Old man, how did you know I was here?"
"Brat, stop pretending."
Lao Yue lightly said: "If I didn't agree, would you go to Zitong's side?"
"Hur hur."
Lee Nanfang smiled but didn't say anything.
I can only come to Yue Zitong's side after you, Lao Yue, agree?
F * ck, if this wasn't what my wife meant, then who do you think you, Lao Yue, are capable of driving me to protect her!
"Are you thinking, even though I'm your wife's father, if she didn't send you to protect Zitong, would I be considered as someone capable of pointing fingers and pointing fingers at the infamous Black Ghost?"
"Lordmaster, I think you'd better change your vicious reputation to a more pleasing one."
Lee Nanfang smiled as he corrected the words of the patient, but he didn't say anything else. That was to say that he was right.
As for the fact that Lao Yue knew him to be Black Ghost, Lee Nanfang would not be surprised: the old man that his wife married was Lao Yue's son-in-law, so there was nothing he couldn't say and couldn't do to fawn on his father-in-law.
How could the old Lao Yue miss the meaning behind Lee Nanfang's words? His tone became cold: "Lee Nanfang, do you think if your wife hadn't begged for my consent to marry Zitong, she would have the guts to send you to Zitong?"
"What?"
Lee Nanfang was stunned.
That night at the bar, the old man had called him and told him that his wife hoped he could marry Yue Zitong in the future. That was why she had sent him to protect her.
At that time, Lee Nanfang thought that his mistress had the same idea as all the mothers in the world who were considerate of their sons and wanted to take Daughter-in-law in as their mistress. Even though Yue Zitong was her little sister, the two were not related in the least.
He thought that it was just his wife's wishful thinking. In order to please her, he could pretend to work hard in this direction.
But now it seems like, this matter was not as simple as Lee Nanfang thought. Surprisingly, in order to befriend him and Yue Zitong, his wife begged Lao Yue to let him come to Qingshan City after obtaining his consent.
Do you know why I agree?" The fourth rule of the Yue Clan was that once a Yue Clan's daughter was seen by a man, she had to marry him. "Regardless of whether that man is an old man or a monster … Back then, your master used such a despicable method to marry away your master.
Lee Nanfang understood and asked in a low voice: "Old man, you also asked for this from my aunt?"
"Yes."
Lao Yue admitted it straightforwardly: "She is the daughter of the Yue family, so she has to follow the rules of the Yue family. Honestly speaking, when I thought of your ugly appearance back then, I was still unwilling to accept it. However, fortunately, you grew up to perfection and became a normal person. Only then did your mistress dare to ask for your hand in marriage. "
Lee Nanfang smiled bitterly: "My aunt would definitely not agree, right? "She doesn't have a very good temper."
"You don't have to worry about that."
Lao Yue said: "In order for her mother to leave the Yue Family and follow her, she had to agree to marry you."
Lao Yue's voice became deeper and more sorrowful, "Lee Nanfang, treat Zitong well. She lost her father when she was a child — you should have seen it on TV. Every rich family has their own dark struggles. Her mother was born cowardly, so it is normal for her to be a little unruly and despotic. "
"But she doesn't seem to like me at all."
Lee Nanfang was silent for a long time before he said: "The point is, I don't like her either. You know, two young people who don't like each other, it's hard to walk together. Lordmaster, there's something I need to discuss with you. "
Lao Yue asked, "Do you want me to do the thinking of your wife so she can stop matchmaking the two of you?"
"Yes."
Lee Nanfang gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "To tell you the truth, I already have a woman I like. But, I never dared to tell my mother. "
Lao Yue interrupted him: "Why?"
"I once promised Mistress that I would not meet any women until I was twenty-three years old."
Before the age of 23, Lee Nanfang was still in the critical period of reverse growth. His wife was worried that his premature contact with women would affect his' growth ', so she gave him strict orders. In order to find a woman, he had to wait until his twenty-third birthday.
Lee Nanfang also promised his wife.
But later on, Lee Nanfang, who was always extremely obedient to his mistress, couldn't bear the anger of the demon he had hidden in his body when he was 22 years old. He had an irreconcilable relationship with a certain woman, which resulted in him having that kind of thought whenever he saw a beautiful woman.
"I don't care. You can tell her yourself."
After listening to Lee Nanfang's words, Lao Yue sneered, "Anyway, I already agreed to your wife's request, and also strictly ordered Zitong to marry you. Soon her mother will be with you. As for how you're going to deal with it, that's your problem. "
Lee Nanfang opened and closed his mouth, not knowing what to say.