Strongest Guard

A car passing by the front of the villa gently honked the horn when it reminded a young woman who was walking around with a noble woman and a dog to roll off to the side, waking up Yue Zitong, who was fast asleep.    

Her eyelashes fluttered like a black butterfly, and a bright sunlight with a fresh smell entered her eyes, causing her to subconsciously close her eyes once again. She raised her hand to cover her mouth as she stretched, looking extremely lazy and coquettish.    

Last night, he slept so well that he didn't even hear the phone's alarm sound when he woke up at 6: 30 in the morning. Looking at the sun, it should be around 8 PM now, right?    

"Oh, since it's already late for work, let's sleep for a while longer. No one dares to blame the boss for being late anyway--" Yue Zitong sighed happily in her heart, pulling down the sheet covering her body and turning it over.    

She fell off the bed with a crash and let out an instinctive cry, driving all her sleepiness away.    

Yue Zitong suddenly opened her eyes and realized that she wasn't sleeping on the bed at all. It was obvious that she was sleeping on the sofa in the living room. No wonder she could fall to the floor with a flip of her body.    

Eh, how could I be sleeping on the living room couch?    

Yue Zitong sat up with a blank face. After a while, the door of her memories opened and everything that happened last night rushed out like a flood: she was teased by Lee Nanfang and swore to crush that scumbag to pieces.    

As he was waiting, he unknowingly fell asleep.    

The green-military blanket should have been carefully covered by that fellow after he saw her asleep and was worried that she might catch cold. 'Humph, do you think that with just this little concern of yours, you can forgive the fatal mistake you made last night?'    

Thinking of this, Director Yue jumped up, picked up the power unit on the table and walked towards the kitchen quickly.    

The kitchen door was closed, but if you listened carefully you could hear the sound of cooking coming from inside.    

With a bang, Yue Zitong kicked the kitchen door open.    

Sure enough, Lee Nanfang was inside cooking. He was still wearing his paper hat and small flowery apron and dressed like a kitchen maid. He was lifting the lid of the pot to check out the thin meat soup inside.    

"Lee Nanfang, hand over your life!"    

Director Yue shouted and rushed into the room with his arm full of power.    

Lee Nanfang didn't even turn around and waved his hand: "Don't do it in the kitchen. Wait until I've finished cooking and you've had your fill. Only then will you have strength, right? "Let's go outside into the yard. No matter how crazy you are, you won't break anything."    

The arm that was raised high up in the air would never be able to fall again.    

Beating someone up was physical work, and fasting was not good for the body. Besides, the gas furnace was still burning with blue flames and there were dishes in the spoon. If he messed up too much, he might catch a fire.    

"Then hurry up, don't make me wait too long!"    

Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment before she snorted coldly and stomped her foot. She then turned around and walked out of the room.    

After waking up in the morning, he had to clean himself first. It was best if he took a shower in order to be in a good mood. After all, beating someone up also required a good mood, didn't it?    

Director Yue hummed a little tune. When he was walking up the stairs at a brisk pace like a little deer, he suddenly felt like he was caught in that brat's plan.    

As the saying goes, taking someone's hand is short, eating someone's mouth is short. After eating the breakfast personally cooked by Lee Nanfang, do you still have the nerve to beat him up again?    

Director Yue, who understood what was going on, turned around and looked at the kitchen. He wanted to go back, but he was really sorry. After a while, he could only curse and quickly walked into the bedroom.    

When Director Yue carefully washed up and walked down the stairs leisurely with his left hand on the railing, Lee Nanfang had already prepared breakfast and was about to call her over to eat.    

There was also a plate of boiled soybeans. It was a very light and light cuisine, but the fragrance of the thin meat soup caught Yue Zitong's attention.    

"Director Yue, after you."    

Lee Nanfang pulled out the chair for her like a dog. Yue Zitong twitched her mouth and sat down: "Lee Nanfang, do you think I will forgive the shameless crime you committed last night just because you curried up to me?"    

Lee Nanfang's face was full of pain: "Aunt, please be clear, I am guilty, I deserve to die, I never hoped that I could escape your punishment."    

"Then it's best if you eat more. You'll be able to resist beating me up later as well."    

Yue Zitong said lightly. She placed the arm device she was holding onto the chair beside her with a bang. Lee Nanfang shuddered and quickly lowered his head to eat.    

I have to say, this brat's culinary skills are indeed excellent. Just say this dish of cooked soybeans. I have never tasted such a delicious dish before, so I have no idea how he cooked it.    

After seeing Director Yue deliberately take care of that plate of beans, Lee Nanfang quickly introduced, "Aunt, don't underestimate this plate of beans. It was made from four pig's feet and absorbed all the essence of the feet, so it's so delicious."    

"Hmph, do you think I've never eaten before?"    

Yue Zitong rolled her eyes and asked, "Why don't you see the pig's feet? Did you eat it? "    

"I got up at four in the morning to stew my pig's feet. I was starving, so I ate all the pig's feet that had been drained of their essence."    

Lee Nanfang's tone was filled with disbelief. However, Director Yue guessed that the pig's feet must be delicious. It was just that this brat had eaten all the food by himself and was purposely trying to fool her.    

However, Director Yue, who had a high status, couldn't just take this guy's collar and scold him for not leaving a pig's paw for her to taste.    

Heh heh, in a bit I'll just add this all up into last night's incident.    

Soon, the cozy breakfast ended. Lee Nanfang stood up for the first time. "Aunt, please sit outside for a while. I'll go wash the dishes."    

"Wait."    

Yue Zitong looked at him contemptuously and sneered, "Tsk, do you think you can calm my thunderous anger last night by washing the pots and dishes on your own accord?"    

"What do you mean?"    

"I've said it before, I won't take advantage of you. Even if you want to wash the dishes, you have to sincerely accept it."    

Director Yue took out a coin from his pocket, flicked his thumb and said in a low voice, "I want the word!"    

In order to take care of Director Yue's training in throwing coins in the company, he still lost in the end. Lee Nanfang was very conscious that he didn't sit on the sofa to pretend to be a boss because he couldn't guarantee that this angry girl wouldn't really smash the plate on his head. It was best for him to walk in the yard and breathe the fresh morning air.    

From afar, the faint sound of a shrill siren could be heard. Standing at the door, one could see the security guards of the villa as they hurriedly ran towards the hillside.    

Finally, someone found the bodies of the two unlucky killers and called the police.    

Fortunately, the villa complex was not like the usual residential area, where the two dogs hid among the flowers and showed off their love, which would attract many onlookers. Fortunately, the villa complex was not like the normal residential area, where the two dogs hid among the flowers, where they showed off their love, which would attract many onlookers.    

"Put your hands on your head and squat down!"    

Just as Lee Nanfang was looking over there, Yue Zitong's gloomy voice came from the door behind him.    

He immediately covered his head with his hands and squatted on the ground. This was an action that he had done frequently before he was fifteen years old. He had not done it for seven to eight years. He did not expect that he was still so adept at it.    

No wonder the elders often said that even until death, one would never forget the craftsmanship that one had diligently learned.    

Yue Zitong didn't expect this brat to have such a good attitude. She was slightly surprised, so she slowly circled around him a few times before raising her arm to his chin. Her actions were frivolous, as if she was bullying a good woman.    

"I won't resist."    

"Any complaints?"    

"I wholeheartedly submit."    

"Alright, you said so yourself. It's a man, don't scream later. "    

Yue Zitong smiled sinisterly, holding the stick and walked behind him, "Be prepared, I will count to two or three and then start hitting him. "One, two, three!"    

Just when Lee Nanfang retracted his neck and was waiting for the stick to fall, Director Yue raised his foot and kicked his butt, knocking him down onto the ground.    

Lee Nanfang turned around and saw her walk to the door. He couldn't help but ask, "Is that it?"    

"You hope that I will only feel comfortable after torturing you?"    

Yue Zitong turned around and cursed softly with disdain, "Bitch."    

F * * k, if it wasn't for my wife, I would have gone crazy to pretend to be a b * tch!    

Lee Nanfang got up from the ground. When he cursed out loud in his heart, the sound of the siren quickly approached the mansion.    

"What's going on?"    

Yue Zitong, who was about to enter the house, noticed that there were a lot of villa security guards standing on the opposite side of the hill.    

"I don't know. I just saw someone over there. Maybe a pair of bitches eloped and were caught?"    

Lee Nanfang's face was full of excitement: "Should we go and have a look?"    

"Stop causing trouble for me!"    

As Yue Zitong reprimanded him, the phone on the desk in the living room rang.    

It was Min Rou. It was already past 9, why hadn't Director Yue gone to the company yet?    

After finding an excuse to make Min Rou uncomfortable, Yue Zitong told her to inform Deputy Director Qi and the others that if there was nothing serious, she shouldn't call her. She wanted to have a rest today.    

Of course, with the beautiful weather like this, she did not want to stay at home. Instead, it would be better if she brought some scum that had never seen the world to the southern mountains to play for a day.    

Besides, the stinky scum was still wearing yesterday's tattered clothes, which were covered in blood. Only someone as magnanimous as Director Yue was willing to eat the breakfast made by the person wearing these clothes.    

The more Yue Zitong thought about it, the more she felt that she was being too polite to Lee Nanfang.    

When Director Yue changed into a set of clean clothes and walked out of the living room with a luggage, Lee Nanfang was no longer in the yard. Several policemen stood in front of the iron fence, one of them was the boss of Qingshan City Board.    

This kid is clever enough to hide himself after he knows his acquaintance has come, so as to not embarrass me.    

Looking at the closed door of the guest room, Director Yue nodded in satisfaction. He put down his luggage and walked out quickly.    

"Director Yue, so you also live in this villa complex."    

Director Zhang, who was about to ring the doorbell, greeted amiably when he saw Yue Zitong walking over.    

"Yes." "Director Zhang, what happened to make you come personally?"    

Yue Zitong smiled and used the remote control to open the iron bars.