Strongest Guard

Money, material things, power, sincere love, and the famous saying that Zhang Ailing had once said …    

Loong Chengcheng was conquered by Lee Nanfang.    

It wasn't because of money or materials, Director Loong was richer than most of the women in this world.    

It wasn't because she was being held in power, but because she was a powerful official who didn't need to care about anyone's face.    

It wasn't that she wasn't in love, it was the third time she saw Lee Nanfang, and the two of them didn't have a dog-blood relationship at first sight.    

It was not like what Zhang Ailing said, being made happy by Lee Nanfang, and so it submitted.    

It was because of the new life.    

The new life being born in her stomach was the only reason she was willing to be conquered by Lee Nanfang.    

The crystallization of the two of them was like a button, firmly attaching them together. Even if they didn't have any feelings for each other, she was the mother of the child. He was the father of the child, and that was enough.    

It was enough for her to see him as her husband when he pushed her down in her office. He was living a normal married life, no whips, no handcuffs, no clawing or biting, just fighting to the death.    

The wind stopped and the rain stopped.    

Everything slowly returned to its normal calm.    

The two of them laid face to face on the table. The office equipment on the table had long spilled all over the floor. Lee Nanfang's bandaged wound had long been broken open. Fresh blood splattered on Loong Chengcheng's delicate body, making her look as if she was wiping rouge.    

"Your wound is broken again."    

Loong Chengcheng climbed down from the table, picked up the first-aid kit from the floor and bandaged his wound again.    

"It's fine."    

Lee Nanfang sat on the chair and put his left arm around her.    

Loong Chengcheng pushed him away. "Stop messing around — by the way, how can I bear it today?"    

When Loong Chengcheng went to look for the legendary Phosphorous Green Dragon, she already knew that she alone was unable to withstand his ferocity, so she would always wait until the end.    

Today, there was no other woman who had gotten angry for Lee Nanfang. She was surprised that she was able to bear it.    

"Maybe it's because I'm hurt? A little too much blood loss, and I don't have enough stamina. "    

Lee Nanfang would never tell Loong Chengcheng that his sickness had slowly returned. Without the help of Evil Dragon, his humanity could only make him strong, but it would not be endlessly crazy.    

Of course, losing too much blood was also an important factor in weakening his strength.    

"Oh, really? "Hehe, alright then. In the future, before I want to do it with you, I'd better bleed you."    

"You don't want to kill me anymore?"    

"Do not harm my child. I am willing to stay in such a relationship with you until my death."    

The smile on Loong Chengcheng's face vanished as she said indifferently, "But the condition is that I will never divorce you nor let my child know that you are his father."    

Lee Nanfang was silent for a moment, then said: "You haven't heard what kind of congenital disease I have."    

"You can say it now."    

Loong Chengcheng picked up a pair of scissors and cut off the bandage, helping him put on his clothes. "Fortunately, it's going to be dark soon. "Wait a moment, I'll go wash myself and change my clothes."    

In the office, there was a bathroom and in the back room, she had changed her clothes.    

When she took a quick shower and walked out of the bathroom, Lee Nanfang had already tidied up the outside. Dirty tissues, a few cartridge shells, broken cups and other things all fell into the garbage bag and were placed behind the door, ready to take them away.    

The window was open, and the fresh air rushed in. With a little air freshener, even if someone walked in, they wouldn't be able to detect anything.    

"Your little secretary, she's worried about you. She's been listening outside the door a few times."    

Jack sat sloppily on Director Loong's throne, a cigarette dangling from his lips, the tip of his foot tapping against the floor as he rocked back and forth.    

Loong Chengcheng thought for a moment, then picked up her landline phone and dialed the secretary's office. "Xiao Wen, you should get off work first." I'm fine, don't worry. Director Li of Nanfang Group is a good friend of mine. I don't want other people to know about this as well. "    

"Alright, you can say it now, do you want a drink? I have wine here. "    

"Liquor?"    

"There are white wine, red wine and beer."    

"Then let's drink white wine. I'll drink it myself."    

"Don't smoke anymore. You are not allowed to smoke in front of me in the future. For the child's healthy growth, I will stop smoking as well."    

Loong Chengcheng brought a bottle of foreign wine and passed it to Lee Nanfang without taking a cup. Then she took the cigarette from Lee Nanfang's mouth and flicked it out of the window.    

"Come, sit down."    

Lee Nanfang picked up the bottle, blew on his mouth and patted his left leg.    

Loong Chengcheng hesitated for a moment before she sat on his lap again. She wrapped her arms around his neck and crossed her right leg. Her black high heels were cut in half and hung on the tip of her feet.    

Looking at that beautiful foot, Lee Nanfang asked, "Have you ever heard of premature aging?"    

"Premature aging?"    

Loong Chengcheng frowned slightly and said, "I've heard about it. I've seen a movie in the United States called Benjamin Barton. It seems to be about a child with premature senility who is regrowing."    

Lee Nanfang smiled, looked up at her, and said softly, "I'm just that kind of child."    

As already mentioned, progeria is a genetic disease, and the aging process of the body is five to ten times faster than normal. The patient looks like an old man, and his organs are rapidly regressing, causing a decline in his physiological functions. One out of every eight million newborns, only a few will survive past the age of thirteen.    

It was definitely a miracle that a patient in "Benjamin Barton" could regrow.    

Lee Nanfang did even more miracles, but he wouldn't tell Loong Chengcheng that there was still a Evil Dragon hidden in his body. He only told Loong Chengcheng that he was worried that she would inherit the next generation, so he suggested her to kill the child.    

"I won't. Hugh said that with my excellent physical fitness, I might not be able to inherit this strange disease of yours. Even if that were the case, I wouldn't shoot the kid. Even if he lived a day, I would still give him my greatest love. If you can grow against me, why can't my son grow against me? "    

Loong Chengcheng lowered her head and gave Lee Nanfang a light kiss on his forehead. She pulled away from his right hand and stood up, saying lightly: "Lee Nanfang, remember this. In the future, don't bring up this suggestion, or else I'll kill you no matter what I do. Between you and my son, I will choose the latter. "    

"You will regret …"    

"Am I strong?"    

Loong Chengcheng interrupted him and asked a strange question.    

Lee Nanfang sized her up: "It's not bad."    

"What about you?"    

"Of course I'm strong."    

"Then what makes you think that my son won't become stronger under the care and concern of his powerful parents?"    

As Loong Chengcheng spoke, she put her hands behind her back and took two steps back. Then, she stretched out her right hand and said, "Lee Nanfang, promise me. If our son is truly as you say, then you and I will leave this world together, go to a place without people, and spend this short life with him, making him happy every day of his life. "    

Staring at the small hand that was like a brandy, Lee Nanfang didn't move for a long time.    

"Hehe, are you reluctant to part with this playworld, or do you not dare to face the you of the past?"    

With a bitter laugh, Lee Nanfang stretched out his hand and held the trembling brandy flower in his hand.    

"This is what you promised me. You are not allowed to go back on your word, otherwise, both humans and gods will reject you!"    

"Alright."    

"Lee Nanfang."    

"Yes."    

"Lee Nanfang."    

"Hmm?"    

"Lee Nanfang."    

"What's wrong?"    

"Nothing, I just couldn't resist calling you. My name is Loong Chengcheng, remember my name. "    

"Loong Chengcheng, nice to listen to."    

Lee Nanfang nodded with a smile. "I will remember. I will remember for the rest of my life."    

Withdrawing her hand and carrying it behind her back, Loong Chengcheng paced back and forth in the room. "I've finished my private matters, let's talk about work."    

Lee Nanfang looked at the woman in surprise. He really couldn't understand how her role change could be so fast. Just a moment ago, she was whispering to him, but now, she looked serious and serious, ready to talk about business.    

"What? Am I wrong?"    

"No, you're a woman of great achievements."    

Lee Nanfang praised him sincerely. He stood up and pulled out his chair and gestured with his hand: "Director Loong, please take a seat."    

Director Loong walked over and sat down. He crossed his fingers on the table and looked at Ye Zichen.    

Lee Nanfang sniffed and walked back to the reception area. He then sat on the sofa.    

"The reason I asked you to come today is because I want to give you a huge benefit. "Director Li, I've heard about your company. I know that your company has just developed a black silk technology and is preparing to produce it and list it on the market."    

Loong Chengcheng was definitely a woman who made people's hearts palpitate with her rationality. When she talked about important matters, her way of addressing her became very formal.    

Fortunately, Lee Nanfang had always admired people who followed the rules. He had also adjusted his attitude and listened attentively to Director Loong's plan.    

In response to the spirit of supporting small and medium-sized enterprises in the national five-year plan, Wu said that as a department that had nothing to do with the economy, she wanted to help the country to the best of her ability and help the promising Nanfang Group to expand its production.    

"Director Li, that's roughly the situation. When you get back, you can carefully consider my suggestion. "This is a golden opportunity. If you give up, you will regret it for the rest of your life."    

"100 million?"    

Lee Nanfang really did not think that Director Loong, who did not know who he was previously, would give him such great benefits for no reason. Not only did he promise to help him escape, he even promised to give him a loan to buy Lin City s for him.    

In all honesty, the purchase price of 100 million was not that high. After all, the factory, equipment, workers, etc. there were several times larger and more skilled than Nanfang Group.    

"Right, it's a 100 million purchase price."    

Loong Chengcheng frowned slightly as she asked in a displeased tone, "What? You don't have this ambition in your mind, but are you afraid that I would cheat you?"    

"What am I afraid of? If you help me to borrow money, would I be afraid that you would cheat me? "    

Lee Nanfang smiled bitterly, "But to be honest, the good news you gave me from Director Loong is too sudden, I need to digest it." "How about this, give me three days, and I'll give you a definite answer."    

"Alright, then three days."    

Loong Chengcheng began to tidy up the documents on the table. She lowered her head and said, "You can go now. I still need to work a little longer."    

Lee Nanfang scratched the back of his head and suddenly thought of something.    

However, this word was used to describe a man. After putting on the pants, it meant that he wouldn't care what a woman felt like.    

Why did it have to come to Loong Chengcheng instead?