Strongest Guard

Before the concert was about to start, Lee Nanfang was in the alley behind the gym, trying his best to sell the tickets like a woman. He even helped her with the tickets, but didn't sell them.    

    

Lee Nanfang felt that he was a fool for not putting in effort to curry favor with her. When he was ruthless enough to see a woman in the future, he would definitely graze her and punish her for her indifference towards acting bravely for a just cause.    

    

When Mr. Lee saw Zhan Fei appear on the scene, the indignation in his heart instantly vanished without a trace, and his face even blushed a little.    

    

What kind of stupid person would be able to sell Zhan Fei's concert tickets to her without any shame? He even shamelessly said that Zhan Fei was an iron fan and had done all sorts of things for her idol.    

    

Zhan Fei's appearance was like an invisible slap to Lee Nanfang's cheek.    

    

Luckily, because Director Yue was right behind her, Min Rou didn't dare to look at him and didn't notice the strange look on his face.    

    

Tsk, that's nothing. I only lied to sell tickets, I didn't force you to do anything, why should I blush? Lee Nanfang quickly found a reason to comfort himself, and shrunk his neck to watch the show.    

    

The idol's charm was boundless. The goddess on the stage didn't even smile and only lightly waved her hand towards the audience. The howls of the myriad of fans were as if they had been cut off by a knife, completely lifeless.    

    

The goddess was going to speak softly, so of course, no one could continue to talk loudly. That was the greatest disrespect to their idol.    

    

"Thank you all for your support. Zhan Fei thanks everyone from the bottom of her heart."    

    

As Zhan Fei spoke, she placed her hands on her waist and curtsied in an ancient greeting.    

    

Needless to say, Lee Nanfang found the ancient ceremony to be the most beautiful. The man cupped his fists; it has been a while since he last saw his brother, and his sister-in-law is fine.    

    

Compared to the current era of spreading arms, bowing, raising hands to blow a string of free kiss, the connotation is not too much.    

    

Zhan Fei's blessings, under the current environment of blowing kisses all over the sky, were like a wintersweet in the snow, a small rape among the cattle, looking fresh and pleasing to the eyes, which was one of the reasons why many imperial concubines supported her so much.    

    

Min Rou had forgotten that Director Yue was behind her, clapping excitedly and shouting Zhan Fei's name, except for Jack, who pursed his lips. I spent so much money to come watch her performance, yet I didn't even smile at them. My voice was as cold as if it had never been treated before. How could you all support her like this?    

    

Ying Ying stood up and shut her mouth. She listened attentively to every word the goddess had said, "Before singing, I want to share one with the big guy. The little story I've just experienced is very interesting, and of course it's also very boring."    

    

As Zhan Fei spoke, she lowered her head and swept her gaze across the VIP seats.    

    

Were there a lot of VIP seats that were sold for hundreds of thousands of tickets? Especially since Lee Nanfang had told them that his two tickets were the best ones, right in front of the stage, in the second row.    

    

Damn it, this woman is beginning to laugh at me. She is trying to use her charm to drive her millions of brainless fans to mercilessly flay away my disgraceful behavior!    

    

Lee Nanfang immediately understood what Zhan Fei was going to do. He was angered and didn't avoid her. He stared at her with wide open eyes and was filled with infinite regret. He should really let those two brothers deal with this bitch.    

    

Looking at each other, Lee Nanfang once again saw a taunt that made him uncomfortable in Zhan Fei's cold eyes.    

    

If it wasn't for Min Rou and Yue Zitong being present, he would have covered his face with his shirt and jumped onto the stage. He would have used his unrivalled strip of clothing and instantly stripped this woman of her clothes, granted visual benefits to the millions of iron powder present, and then ran away.    

    

"When I first came to Qingshan City, half an hour ago, when I was out shopping alone, I met a young man in the alley behind the gymnasium. He sold me two VIP tickets and claimed that he was my iron fan, and swore that he had seen me several times before, so this transfer of tickets was forced because his house was on fire …"    

    

When Zhan Fei said this, the crowd burst into laughter. They all thought that this guy was too funny. He was pretending to be Fei Li to sell the tickets to the main host, even though he was lying about the fire at home.    

    

Even Min Rou couldn't help but laugh. She was giggling so hard that she was trembling like she wanted to hide her head in her pants. Lee Nanfang really wanted to take off a Stinky Sock and gag her.    

    

No, it was him taking off two Stinky Sock. Yue Zitong was also laughing behind him, but her laughter was not as exaggerated as Min Rou's. She had already fallen to such a level. It was hard to tell what kind of face she had, laughing in front of others.    

    

When the laughter died down, Zhan Fei continued, "What's even more surprising to me is that the young man mentioned his name to me."    

    

Lee Nanfang's shame was blown away by the wind in an instant. He raised his head and looked at Zhan Fei with a cold gaze.    

    

He had indeed told Zhan Fei his name, but only after he had rescued her from the hands of the two chivalrous heroes and had chosen to do good deeds without leaving a name.    

    

But why didn't she say that she had been assaulted by two brave men, and that it was Lee Nanfang who had saved her?    

    

She purposely hid that part, wanting to make her fans mock Lee Nanfang because he was an imposter!    

    

"Then what's your name, brother?"    

    

"Yes, yes. Zhan Fei, quickly tell me. When the time comes, I'll have a chat with him and ask him how he felt at that time!"    

    

Many of the concubines were asking all sorts of questions while Min Rou was itching to give it a try.    

    

Glancing at Jack again, and not caring a bit about how cold his eyes were, Zhan Fei said flatly, "He said his name was Jack. "Afraid I don't know, she said, 'Lee, Nanfang of North Swallow's Nanfang, Jack.'"    

    

The smile on Min Rou's face froze as she looked at Lee Nanfang.    

    

Lee Nanfang sat there expressionlessly, looking calmly at the stage, as if he didn't mind that he was betrayed.    

    

Min Rou only glanced at him once before subconsciously turning her head to look at Yue Zitong.    

    

There were many different kinds of people with the same surname and name in the Qingshan City, but only Lee Nanfang, whom they were familiar with, would introduce himself and say such words.    

    

Mu Zili and Beiyan flew to Nanfang.    

    

When Yue Zitong also looked at Min Rou, her eyes were much brighter than before, and she seemed to be asking a question.    

    

Min Rou knew what she wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to tell her that Lee Nanfang had already returned to the Qingshan City and was sitting right in front of you.    

    

Some shouted, some scolded, and most of them were laughing, as if they had heard the world's funniest joke. They were shouting that someone Li had set a new record for being shameless, and when there was a chance in the future, they would drink a cup of wine with him. After a good spar, how did I become shameless?    

    

After sharing this interesting little story, Zhan Fei began to lightly open her singing voice and sing for everyone.    

    

When Lee Nanfang recognized her, he was both surprised and surprised. How base was the power of a myriad of concubines to flatter and flatter a woman who always fought to the death with her face and spoke coldly. When her singing echoed in the gymnasium, he knew that if he didn't have any objections with this woman, he would also be attracted by this heavenly music.    

    

Zhan Fei's singing was ethereal and not empty. It was clear and not indifferent, and it was indeed worthy of being praised by Fei Li's fans for her heavenly melody. There was even an unspeakable demonic quality to her singing that made others feel as if they had discovered a lake of clear water in a boundless desert.    

    

Listening to it once, she could not forget it any longer. She could not help but listen to her singing to carefully ponder the words' love ',' family 'and' love 'as well as the most common' love '.    

    

To put it in a sentence from an online novel, the feeling of substitution was very strong. The fans could imagine themselves as the protagonists of the lyrics through her singing.    

    

Other than Lee Nanfang, all the other fans, including Min Rou and Yue Zitong, were immersed in her singing. Only after a full minute had passed did thunderous applause burst out.    

    

Min Rou also slapped her hands hard. She looked extremely excited. When she turned around to look at Lee Nanfang, she found that he was no longer there.    

    

Min Rou's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly realized how much of a disgrace it was for Lee Nanfang to spend so much effort on Zhan Fei.    

    

Anyone present was qualified to mock Lee Nanfang. Only Min Rou was not allowed to worship Zhan Fei like this when her boyfriend was ridiculed in public by Zhan Fei.    

    

His girlfriend had unwittingly 'betrayed' him, causing him to be too ashamed to continue staying here. He took advantage of the time when everyone was immersed in Zhan Fei's singing and left stealthily.    

    

Min Rou's face turned red. When the applause stopped for the next song, she stood up abruptly and said loudly to Zhan Fei on the stage, "Wait, wait. I have something to say!"    

    

She was only about seven to eight meters away from the stage. After the applause had died down, she could hear it loud and clear. Not only Zhan Fei could hear it loud and clear, even Fei Fang could hear it.    

    

During the performance of the goddess, the host was not allowed to interrupt the tempo without permission, and immediately there were people running towards them. Min Rou shouted in a louder voice, "Zhan Fei, you shouldn't laugh at Jack like this! Yes, he's not a fan of yours. He might just want to make money by peddling tickets to you. But I'm your fan, and I still have the ticket to Nanfang's show four years ago. But from now on, I will never listen to one of your songs, because you don't know what dignity is! "    

    

"Miss, please come with us."    

    

The two men walked over quickly and grabbed Min Rou's arm. They wanted to take her away without saying a word.    

    

"Let me go!"    

    

Min Rou struggled.    

    

The two of them were worried that Zhan Fei would still say something that would affect her badly, so one of them reached out to cover her mouth. Before they could touch her, her wrist was grabbed by someone, who yanked her back onto a chair.    

    

Yue Zitong made her move.    

    

Even if Lee Nanfang was not involved, she would not sit by and let her trusted secretary be dragged away.    

    

The two men who were responsible for the security at the scene were only slightly taller. Yue Zitong, who had been trained as a secret service agent for many years, could deal with them easily.    

    

"Let her go. Don't touch her. We will leave ourselves."    

    

Compared to the pure and gentle Min Rou, Yue Zitong had a cold arrogance that could be seen from high above, causing the two men to hesitate for a moment before obediently letting go.    

    

"I'm not a fan of yours. I came here purely out of boredom. I thought coming to see you sing would be better than hiding at home to watch an advertisement, but in the end I was very disappointed."    

    

Yue Zitong cast a cold glance at Zhan Fei, who was standing on the stage, then pulled Min Rou's hand as they walked towards the aisle.    

    

As the two girls walked by, holding hands, the fans consciously lowered their heads and let their hands pass over their heads.