Strongest Guard

Yue Zitong also thought that the night before yesterday, there had been absurd thoughts. Marry Holan Fusu, have Lee Nanfang as the chef, have Black Ghost as the bodyguard, Zorro as the bodyguard, Northerner as the confidant, Helan Xiaoxin is the best friend, Min Rou's personal secretary, hire Suya Qier as the CEO of the company.    

Everywhere she went she was greeted by a mass welcome, by flashing spotlights, by the Secretary-General of the United Nations, by a handshake, by a Nobel Committee of the Norwegian Parliament, and by the trembling of the once arrogant Yue family under her scornful gaze.    

Director Yue also hoped that when others mentioned her, they would say that she was the happiest woman in the world.    

Now that Lee Nanfang said that, why did it sound so harsh and awkward?    

Min Rou's eyes were filled with worry as she looked at Director Yue. Her charming little face had already started to twist. Her little white teeth were grinding until they made a cracking sound. On the back of her right hand, which was cracking the corner of the table, a faint green meridian was popping out.    

Director Yue was like a volcano with billowing smoke. If he was stimulated even a little bit more, he would explode and burn down the entire world!    

Lee Nanfang's venomous tongue rolled out even more ear-piercing words, "Why are you not saying anything, could it be that I'm wrong? You're actually very shameless, you're not the kind of despicable person that I think you are?"    

"Lee Nanfang, you bastard!"    

With a hoarse roar, the volcano erupted. Yue Zitong grabbed her teacup and smashed it onto the ground. With a loud bang, the tea water and the cup fragments splattered everywhere.    

Min Rou was so frightened that she shrunk her neck and quickly retreated. She was really afraid that Director Yue would pick up anything and smash her, what should she do?    

"Ha, haha."    

Lee Nanfang's arrogant laughter sounded so annoying, "Director Yue, please take a break from your thunderous fury. It's not good to be angered to the point that your body will be ruined. Otherwise, your Brother Fusu will feel sorry for you."    

"I thought that you were only angry on the surface, but in reality, you don't care at all about what others say about you. Well, that was the reaction of the scar. Did he smash something? A teacup? "    

Lee Nanfang sneered: "Tsk, isn't your anger a bit too worthless? You should set fire to the headquarters building to meet Director Yue's great heroic status. "    

Seeing Yue Zitong's face turn ashen and her mouth open so hard to breathe, as if she was having a heart attack at any moment, and her eyes suddenly rolled back and she died, Min Rou was so worried that she couldn't care less anymore and threw herself in front of the desk, screaming, "Lee Nanfang, you're too much!"    

Lee Nanfang fell silent.    

He only wanted to anger Yue Zitong to death, but he did not want to provoke the kind Min Rou.    

Lee Nanfang was clearly using his venomous tongue to insult Yue Zitong, but Min Rou felt extremely upset. She didn't know why she started crying and said, "You, why are you saying that about Director Yue? "You bastard, do you know how much Director Yue likes you?"    

"Xiao Rou, don't say it!"    

Upon hearing that, Yue Zitong raised her hand to cover Min Rou's mouth, "I don't like this scum!"    

"I want to say, Director Yue, if I don't say it, I will feel even worse."    

Min Rou struggled to get rid of Yue Zitong's hand, sniffled, and hugged the plane with her back to Director Yue. "Lee Nanfang, did you know that the night you left, Director Yue's fever was high, and he couldn't retreat? He's been crying all night, calling you by your name, cursing you for not understanding her heart, and telling you not to leave?"    

"I didn't say that. I didn't say that. Even if I am burned to death, I would never say that!"    

What Min Rou said made Yue Zitong feel that it was even more harsh than Lee Nanfang's venomous tongue. She wailed out the scum of a name, scolding him for not understanding her heart and even telling him not to leave?    

Bullshit, this was definitely bullshit. When did Director Yue say that?    

Min Rou must have said this on purpose to not let Scumbag Lee speak any nonsense. Even though it was out of good intentions, she couldn't say it as it would make Director Yue lose all face.    

"You said it before, Director Yue. You said it before, but you were having a high fever at that time, so you can't remember it!"    

"I didn't say it, I won't say these disgusting words even if I die! "Min Rou, I'm warning you. If you dare speak any more nonsense, don't blame me for falling out with you!"    

Yue Zitong screamed as she slammed her fist on the table. Her eyes were bloodshot as she glared at Min Rou like a wounded female leopard. If Min Rou dared to say another word that would harm her dignity, she would show her fangs and claws.    

Min Rou was frightened by Director Yue's hideous appearance. She clearly felt the killing intent from Director Yue. She wanted to retreat, but her knees started to go soft. She could only use her hands to support the table as she stared at Director Yue.    

"Xiao Rou, I didn't say those words. I won't say them even if I die. Don't slander me."    

After shocking Min Rou, Yue Zitong also calmed down a little. She slowed down her tone and said with a slightly hoarse voice.    

Min Rou bit her lips. She took out her cell phone and opened a video.    

In the video, Yue Zitong was lying on her bed in her villa's bedroom. Her forehead was covered with a white towel, her eyes were closed, and she was mumbling something under her breath.    

As the camera zoomed in, the phone was placed next to her mouth, "Li, Lee Nanfang, you damned scum. You, you don't even know what a woman's heart is — scum, don't go. Lee Nanfang, don't go. I'm so lonely. I'm scared. "Xiao Rou, Xiao Rou, don't resign, don't quit --"    

Bang! Yue Zitong raised her hand and knocked the phone out of Min Rou's hand. She immediately grabbed Min Rou's neck and screamed, "Deceiving! This video is fake! Are you lying to me?! You and that scumbag are going to bully me!" Min Rou, how can you treat me like this when I'm so good to you? Why!? "    

I didn't lie, I didn't lie to you, this video, that night when you were having a fever and talking nonsense, I took it.    

Min Rou wanted to shout out these words, but Yue Zitong, who had obviously gone mad, locked her neck with both of her hands and violently shook her back and forth, making her unable to utter a single word.    

On the other side of the plane, Lee Nanfang sensed that something was wrong and shouted, "Yue Zitong, don't hurt Min Rou, don't hurt her!"    

Yue Zitong couldn't hear him at all, she could only shake Min Rou to make her admit that she was lying.    

Such a proud Aunt Yue wouldn't say such words even if she were in a high fever!    

"Ha, haha, I got it. So you and Lee Nanfang had teamed up to trick me. Why? Xiao Rou, I treat you so well, why did you lie to me like that? "    

Yue Zitong couldn't see Min Rou's face turn purple from the pinching. She stretched out her tongue and her eyes turned white. They were already starting to blur. She just screamed hysterically as tears started to roll down her cheeks.    

At this time, no one came to knock on the door, Lee Nanfang was also far away on the other end of the phone. Seeing that Min Rou was about to die in Yue Zitong's hands, and an unendurable disaster was about to happen, Min Rou, who had activated her self-rescue instinct, grabbed something in her right hand and smashed it on Yue Zitong's head.    

Min Rou had grabbed a piece of brass paperweight and used it to press the documents. It looked like a few hundred grams, but after hitting Yue Zitong's head, it was enough to knock her out temporarily.    

Yue Zitong's eyes rolled back as she let go of Min Rou's neck and fell limply to the floor, leaning against the desk.    

"Ahh!    

Min Rou took a deep breath, covered her neck with both hands, and started coughing violently.    

Coughing and crying at the same time, what was this?    

I originally recorded this video to show Lee Nanfang to let him know how much you care about him, but why do you want to strangle me? Was I wrong to do this?    

"Min Rou, Min Rou, are you alright?"    

Lee Nanfang's urgent shout came from the plane.    

"You, you f * ck off, f * ck off, don't call my name again. Wu, wu wu!"    

Min Rou shrieked hoarsely and burst into tears.    

Fortunately, no one came in. Otherwise, if they saw Director Yue sitting motionless on the ground like a little dead dog while Secretary Min wailing, they would have been scared to death.    

Min Rou's crying had woken Yue Zitong up.    

Not only did the blow to her head knock her out temporarily, it also saved her from going insane. She regained her senses and slowly opened her eyes, looking at the crying Min Rou. She didn't know what had happened.    

But my head hurts.    

Yue Zitong lifted her hand and touched her head. It felt sticky, as if it had been broken.    

Who smashed my head?    

Oh, it's Min Rou.    

Why did she smash me?    

Oh, just now, it was as if I had possessed the Evil God's body, and wanted to strangle her to death.    

Why should I strangle her?    

Oh, that's because she showed me a video.    

Why did she show me the video?    

Oh – could it be that I really have that scum in my heart?    

Shouldn't I care about Fu Su alone?    

Yue Zitong stared blankly at Min Rou. Blood slowly dripped from her smooth forehead, but she didn't mind. She just kept asking herself in her heart.    

Min Rou didn't lie. The video was real, and she did say those words when she was in a coma and had a high fever.    

After drinking, he would spew out the truth. Those who were confused would unknowingly voice out the words in their hearts.    

Yue Zitong bit her lips as her eyes slowly rotated. The phone that she had knocked off was on her right hand side.    

The phone's quality was quite good. After being hit, the screen didn't have any issues with it at all. After opening the play button, the video started playing again.    

Min Rou's crying suddenly stopped. This was because she saw that Director Yue had woken up and was afraid that he would be strangled again. She immediately stood up and retreated behind the table. With a trembling voice, she asked, "Yue, Director Yue, are you alright?"    

Director Yue's beautiful Tiny Skull melon was almost eaten by you, how could it be alright?    

But who could blame it on? Who made her go crazy and want to kill someone?    

After watching the entire video, Yue Zitong bitterly smiled and deleted.    

She didn't want to ask Min Rou why she had to record this video. It was like she couldn't change what had happened no matter how hard she tried to admit it.    

"I'm fine, don't worry."    

Yue Zitong raised her hand to break the table as she slowly got up. She looked at Min Rou and whispered, "Xiao Rou, I'm sorry. I, I will never do that again, please forgive me. "    

When she saw Director Yue's clear eyes, Min Rou finally believed that she had woken up. Fear, grievance, she slowly sat on the boss's seat with her hands covering her face as she silently sobbed.    

"Lee Nanfang, are you satisfied now?"    

Yue Zitong lowered her head, looked at the landline, and asked softly, "If you're not satisfied, how about I jump off the building and die for you? Or could it be that every time I see you in the future, I have to call myself a little slut? "    

Lee Nanfang didn't say anything, he had nothing to say.    

Even though he couldn't see what was happening over there, he could tell from Yue Zitong's frantic shrieks and cries that she was in danger.