C280 Promise Me Not to Hurt Him
C280 Promise Me Not to Hurt Him
In the current society, how many girls of Yue Zitong's age were virgins?
As for fooling around online, that was even less of a problem.
She only cared if the two of them truly loved each other.
If she was Holan Fusu, she wouldn't care about Yue Zitong's terrible experiences — — even if she cared, she had to marry her back home. Only by doing this, would Sister Xin have the chance to take over Kaihuang Group, and use it to hide some shady matters.
But she wasn't Jack. Even if she knew Fu Su wouldn't care about Yue Zitong's flaws, she couldn't make the decision. She had to get his opinion.
However, Yue Zitong forbade her to tell Holan Fusu. At the very least, she couldn't tell him now.
Who is Lee Nanfang?
Helan Xiaoxin had never heard of this name, which proved that it was only a small fry.
With Sister Xin's ability and IQ, it would be difficult for her to secretly help Yue Zitong take care of an insignificant person.
There were many ways to deal with Lee Nanfang. Through threats, Lee Nanfang was told to back off, to give him money to automatically get lost, to reason that Lee Nanfang should stop being a toad that wanted to eat swan meat, and so on.
According to what Yue Zitong said, Helan Xiaoxin immediately determined that this threat wouldn't have much of an effect. If scum were to be afraid of being threatened, then he wouldn't be scum.
Give money?
How much?
Since Scumbag Lee was able to pay 30 million for the entire Sgore Knitting Factory, this clearly showed that he wasn't in need of money and this road didn't lead to anything.
To use reason to act against him, to have feelings for him?
Stop joking, how many scum are reasonable?
It seemed that the only way was to let him disappear from Earth without anyone noticing.
If he was dead, then Yue Zitong would be clean, and Fu Su would no longer have a shadow in his heart.
Yes, that's it!
When Helan Xiaoxin thought of this, she suddenly became impatient. She will find Lee Nanfang tonight and let him go to heaven.
"Sister Xin."
Just as Helan Xiaoxin was about to find a reason to leave the hotel, Yue Zitong spoke up. "I have something to say as well. I don't know if I should say it."
"Ha, we're sisters. You've already told me all these things, what else is there to say?"
Helan Xiaoxinha laughed and grandly waved her hand, raising her left leg. "Speak, no matter what you say, you will understand."
Yue Zitong looked into her eyes and said word by word, "Promise me, don't hurt him."
Director Yue's IQ was not as low as Helan Xiaoxin thought.
When she had been holding the wine cup in silence with a dark expression on her face, Yue Zitong had already guessed what she was going to do.
After her thoughts were exposed, Helan Xiaoxin didn't seem surprised at all. She slowly asked, "Zitong, do you love him?"
"How could I love that scum?"
Yue Zitong laughed. "I can't wait to tear him apart with my life. I dare to go against me in the dark. I really thought I wouldn't dare to do anything to him for elder sister's sake — but for elder sister's sake, I really couldn't do anything to him. As I said, my mother had a good impression of him. If Big Sis were to find out that I was walking together with Fu Su, I would have let him die accidentally — hehe. "
Director Yue chuckled. You know what I mean.
She let out a heavy breath and said, "And he has a very capable friend. He called himself Master Dao, a typical outlaw. He broke Meng Changxin's arm."
"A fugitive?"
Helan Xiaoxin smiled disdainfully.
A fugitive can scare ordinary people, but if you want to frighten Sister Xin, who the hell are you? Are you tired of living? Don't you know that Sister Xin is the leader of a large group of fugitives?
"Sister Xin, can you promise me that?"
Yue Zitong held Helan Xiaoxin's hand and sincerely said, "Please trust me, I will completely settle this matter myself, under the premise that I guarantee that I won't hurt my Big Sis and my mom's hearts."
"Alright, I agree."
Helan Xiaoxin sighed heavily, "Sigh, you are just a scum, is there a need to be so serious? Oh, by the way, when you're free, help me introduce this Lee Nanfang, I'm very interested in him. "
Not only Sister Xin was interested in Lee Nanfang, but also Loong Chengcheng.
At five minutes after midnight, Lee Nanfang walked out of a private room on the seventh floor. Manager Ma ran over eagerly, "Brother Ye, the honored guest who came last time, has arrived again."
Lee Nanfang crushed Seven Stars Club's Manager Wan, then Director Wu immediately requested for a relationship to investigate the other side's reaction. The result made him ecstatic, he would not blame Jindi Club because of this, and even took the initiative to say a few words of apology.
In his ecstasy, Director Wu held Lee Nanfang in high regard. Not only was he crazily robbed by a woman, he was especially good at fighting. The key was to be loyal to her. This was what a true man should be like!
Since the boss already had this kind of attitude, how could Manager Ma, who had seen him in person, not be more courteous to him?
"Honorable guest of the Zhi Zun realm?"
Lee Nanfang frowned: "Who? Didn't you tell her my guests were full tonight? "
At most, there would be six customers every night. This was Lee Nanfang's rule. Other than breaking an exception for Chen Xiao, he would not care even if the God of Heaven came.
"The lady with the four bodyguards."
Manager Ma laughed and said, "She came a little late today and asked for you. I told her you were full tonight, and without a word she took out a hundred thousand dollars and gave it to your sixth guest.
Actually, even if she didn't take the money, the sixth ranked customer wouldn't dare to fight with her over the money. Fighting with a woman who was hooked on a man with four bodyguards was courting death.
"Oh, so it's her. "Alright, go tell her that I'll take a bath first. I'll be there later."
Immediately, the image of Loong Chengcheng's outrageous face, her perfect body, and her normal life as husband and wife appeared in Lee Nanfang's mind. He smiled and nodded.
Manager Ma didn't have the right to see Loong Chengcheng. At most, he could only talk to Zhang Han for a bit.
Zhang Han still ignored him as if he was a slave. However, when he saw Lee Nanfang walk out of the elevator, he immediately lowered his proud head, winked at his men, and went to the window at the end of the corridor to smoke.
Lee Nanfang ignored them and walked to the door without knocking. He pushed it open and walked in.
Inside the box, there was only a dark red wall lamp and a watt of light. Everything in the room seemed to be in shadow, and the fragrance of a woman wafted in the air, making him want to drink it.
There was no one in the private room. The door to the private room was ajar. As soon as Lee Nanfang walked in, someone jumped on him from behind and bit him.
This woman really likes to play this tune. Last time Lee Nanfang did this, it caused his body to be covered in wounds.
"F * ck, are you f * cking crazy? You're always biting and scratching."
Lee Nanfang cursed and quickly lowered his right shoulder before her teeth could pierce into his skin. He twisted his waist and forcefully threw her out before she landed on the bed with a bang.
The lady remained silent and jumped up like a leopard. The White Shadow swayed in the darkness and the sound of a whip breaking through the air came whooshing over.
It seemed like it had been prepared long ago and placed on the bed.
However, Lee Nanfang did not like it. He was not a masochist. He raised his hand and grabbed the end of the whip. With a flick of his wrist, he took the whip away.
Based on the feel of his hand, Lee Nanfang could determine that the whip was made of deer skin, which was several times better than the ones sold on treasures. Lee Nanfang could determine that the whip was made of deer skin, which was countless times better than the ones sold on treasures.
As if expecting that the whip would be taken away, the woman on the bed bent over and stretched out her hands. She took out two more and couldn't figure out how many of them were hidden in the bed.
Alright, Lee Nanfang helped her. Just as she swung the whip like a pair of Huyan Zan's whips, her right hand shook and the whip that she snatched away whizzed forward like a poisonous dragon. With a pull of the whip, there was a loud popping sound as it heavily hit the woman's body, causing her to scream in pain.
There were some women who were really despicable. Although they were arrogant in front of others and did not dare to violate the rules, they liked to be tortured in their rooms.
Loong Chengcheng was clearly screaming, but even deaf people could hear the excitement and happiness in her voice.
Lee Nanfang was not an idiot. Since the customers liked this, then what reason did he, a lowly worker, have to not satisfy the needs of God as much as possible?
Therefore, the whip whistled in the darkness and hit the woman accurately, causing her to scream miserably as she threw away the whip and rolled around on the bed.
Clank! Just when Lee Nanfang thought that always whipping wasn't fun, a pair of shackles was thrown on the table by a woman. It was the kind of shackle that locked hands, feet, and collars.
This omnidirectional shackle was very popular in Europe and the United States during the Middle Ages. It was used to lock up slaves and order them around like animals.
However, right now, he was being used by the Japan people as a reason for him to live a girl's life and bring endless joy to men.
It was Lee Nanfang's first time playing this kind of game. He immediately felt his blood boiling — it took him a full five minutes to get all the women armed.
There was no helping it, a woman was not as docile as a slave when she played the part of a slave. She hissed and bit, but her whip was not allowed to stop.
Wasn't it difficult to become a slave on purpose, and at the same time, to pretend to resist the strong?
But isn't that interesting?
The unprecedented craziness caused the two of them to wake up from their blissful dreams at 1 o'clock in the afternoon when Zhang Han lightly knocked on the door, reminding them that Loong Chengcheng still had something to do in the afternoon and couldn't be lustful of their best friend's room.
The scars on her body had receded, and her face was flushed.
"Are you enjoying yourself?"
Loong Chengcheng's eyelashes fluttered and her voice sounded hoarse.
"I've never been so happy before."
Lee Nanfang told the truth.