Strongest Guard

C321 Beautiful Neighbor Is Very Romantic



C321 Beautiful Neighbor Is Very Romantic

Half an hour later, Director Yue's car drove into the Central Hospital.    

    

The moment the car stopped, Chen Xiao opened the door and jumped down. She pointed at the wutong tree and said, "Look, I picked up the jade pendant from the tree."    

    

In order to prove that the jade pendant was indeed picked up on her own and not given to her by someone, Chen Xiao walked to the place where she fell down and squatted, pointed at the sunken grass, and was beaming with joy. She described how she risked her life to obtain the jade pendant, and how her butt still hurts even now.    

    

She explained in such a detailed and painstaking manner that all she wanted was for Director Yue to pay more.    

    

Now that Chen Xiao believed that the jade pendant she had found was Lee Nanfang's and it was given to her by Director Yue, she had lost the opportunity to take it for herself. She could only try her best to earn as many benefits as possible.    

    

Director Yue, who had some professional experience in investigating the scene, quietly and carefully inspected the scene. Then, he quickly walked towards the Inpatient Department.    

    

Chen Xiao hurriedly chased after him.    

    

For this jade pendant, she almost broke her butt. How could she make up for the fright she had suffered without a thirty or fifty thousand yuan fee? She had to be prepared for Yue Zitong to slip away secretly.    

    

As for the matter of Director Yue being Lee Nanfang's fiancee, that was none of Chen Xiao's business. Uncle Li was Uncle Li, and Yue Zitong was Yue Zitong. They couldn't be confused.    

    

Director Yue's purpose of coming to the Inpatient Department was very clear. He wanted to check if Lee Nanfang had come here.    

    

He didn't need to rely on others to deal with this, he only needed to go to the duty station and ask if Lee Nanfang had ever stayed in the hospital.    

    

The answer came quickly. Lee Nanfang had been in the hospital here before, and it was an intensive care unit. But soon after dark, he had to go through the discharge procedures with Vice President Lu personally accompanying him.    

    

Lee Nanfang did indeed live in the hospital here!    

    

Yue Zitong didn't care about why he was hospitalized. They had talked on the phone in the afternoon anyway, and Mr. Scum's voice sounded full of energy. It didn't seem like he was terminally ill.    

    

She only cared about Lee Nanfang, why did he want to give her to him, and abandon her!    

    

Why?    

    

Could it be because he hates me, that's why he threw his resentment onto the Xuanyuan Dang, and threw it away?    

    

This is the thirty-seven generations of heirloom that was passed down through the Yang Family, it was solemnly handed over to you by my mother, what right do you have to not cherish it!    

    

When Yue Zitong returned to the car, her face had already turned green. She took out her phone and started to dial Lee Nanfang's cell number.    

    

Soon, the call connected. Lee Nanfang's lazy voice came over: "What's the matter?"    

    

"Lee Nanfang!"    

    

Yue Zitong took in a deep breath. Her voice was a little hoarse and she said angrily, "Let me ask you something, where is the Xuanyuan Dang that my mother gave you?"    

    

"It's hanging around my neck."    

    

Lee Nanfang hesitated and asked: "What, you want to go back?" Stop dreaming, even if I throw it away, I won't give it to you. It was given to me by my mother-in-law. It is already mine. "    

    

Oh, this Director Yue really is Uncle's fiance.    

    

Chen Xiao, who was sitting in the front passenger seat and eavesdropping on the conversation, was thinking about what she should do to get even greater benefits from this incident. Like eating the defendant before eating the plaintiff?    

    

"Bullshit!"    

    

Yue Zitong's stern rebuke scared Chen Xiao to the point that she shivered. No wonder uncle likes to go to the clubhouse and be a duck. If I had a tigress as my wife, I wouldn't be able to endure such a bad temper.    

    

"Lee Nanfang, are you f * cking human or not?"    

    

Yue Zitong cried as her nose turned sour. Her voice actually became choked with emotions as she said, "Even if you hate me and don't cherish the things that my mom gave you, don't just throw it away. "Give it to me, what are you doing, what are you doing …"    

    

Lee Nanfang got out of the taxi, and just as he walked to the entrance of Yanshan District, he stopped and asked: "Y-you picked up that thing?"    

    

After asking this question, Lee Nanfang suddenly felt a chill on his back. It was as if there was a monster with a long tongue standing behind him and blowing on his neck. Lee Nanfang suddenly thought of an idiom.    

    

It was lingering!    

    

After throwing the Xuanyuan Dang out, Lee Nanfang felt relaxed, as if some kind of imprisonment was released. As for whether or not the Xuanyuan Dang would break and get picked up, he didn't care, as long as it stopped bothering him.    

    

Three times in a row, it seemed like he was half asleep, and his nightmares all happened after he wore the Xuanyuan Dang.    

    

Therefore, this damned thing possessed a demonic attribute that would definitely be able to disturb his mind.    

    

Especially this last time, it caused him to fall asleep for four days without any warning. The fear of dying in his dreams scared him to death, which was why he threw it out without any hesitation.    

    

However, he had never expected that Yue Zitong would call him to interrogate him right after he had thrown that damned thing away in the evening.    

    

He was dumbstruck, and from Yue Zitong's questioning, he could tell that she had already gotten her hands on the Xuanyuan Dang.    

    

There were millions of citizens in Qingshan, so how could Yue Zitong pick up the Xuanyuan Dang that Lee Nanfang casually threw away?    

    

If this wasn't lingering, then what was it?    

    

Did he have his own plans?    

    

Lee Nanfang swallowed his saliva and looked up at the night sky.    

    

Tonight, the air quality of the green mountain was quite good. One could see the stars shining brightly in the autumn sky.    

    

Normally, when he was looking up at such a beautiful starry sky, he might even burst into poetry and compose a poem that would be passed down for generations. Ah, look at that little star, it's like a beautiful woman's big eyes that were flickering, inviting me to stay tonight at 10: 30 without leaving even a trace of Qingshan Hotel …    

    

But now, he felt that the twinkling stars in the sky slowly turned into a face.    

    

It was a very familiar yet very unfamiliar woman's face.    

    

The two brightest stars were her eyes, staring at him as if to say, My son.    

    

This kind of illusion made Lee Nanfang even more shocked. It alarmed the black dragon in his body, which was lurking in the Dantian, from the Qi Sea to the sky. Every time it turned around, there would be drops of blood thrown out from its neck.    

    

"Lee Nanfang, why aren't you saying anything!?"    

    

Just when Lee Nanfang was about to fall into a state of fear, Yue Zitong's voice came out of the phone like a thunder from a clear sky. It hit the black dragon head, causing it to scream and fall into the dantian's Qi Sea.    

    

It also caused him to shudder once more, regaining his senses from the indescribable fear.    

    

"I said, I'm afraid of that thing, do you believe me?"    

    

Lee Nanfang answered with a bitter voice.    

    

"Are you afraid of Xuanyuan Dang?"    

    

Yue Zitong was stunned. "What are you afraid of?"    

    

Lee Nanfang said softly, "Ever since I put it on, I've always dreamed about it. It was a very scary kind of dream."    

    

After a pause, Lee Nanfang said softly, "I do fear that one day, I will be scared to death by it. Yue Zitong, I'm not lying to you. Four days ago, I dreamt again. I was unconscious for four full days. "If you don't believe me, you can go to the central hospital and ask Lv Mingliang."    

    

"You have nightmares?"    

    

Yue Zitong was stunned. "I will ask. Where are you now? Get over here right now. "    

    

Smiling, Lee Nanfang's actions were very natural — he hung up the phone.    

    

Yue Zitong immediately called him back. After three calls in a row, he had given up.    

    

"Heaven is ordained, the Xuanyuan Dang is your family's property. If I throw it away, you can pick it up. This is good too, so your mother won't blame me in the future. In the future, don't even think about me sending you off. Kneeling on the ground and begging me, don't even think about it! "    

    

Thinking about the Yue Clan mother and daughter, both wearing white pajamas and kneeling on the ground, begging him to put on the Xuanyuan Dang, but was rejected, Mr. Lee immediately became much more spirited.    

    

What do you mean awesome?    

    

Reject a pair of the best motherly flowers and beg for a gift, this is awesome.    

    

Every powerful man was great and happy.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang's happiness didn't last for long before it was shattered by the prank of the beautiful neighbor opposite him.    

    

That stinky guy really has no end. Four days ago, he instructed the junior policeman to lock me up. He didn't give me food or drinks for four days, and now he's even risking his life to do this.    

    

You and I are irreconcilable!    

    

Even if I have to go to jail for violating the law, tonight I will let you know how fierce you are for provoking me!    

    

Looking at the glue on his right palm, Lee Nanfang was furious. He turned around and quickly walked to the door of the Easterner Residence. Just as he was about to kick the door, he realized that the door was slightly ajar and there was the faint sound of a flute coming from inside.    

    

Beautiful neighbors still have the leisure to play the flute when they are in a bad mood.    

    

F * * k, why aren't you playing the flute?    

    

Suddenly, Lee Nanfang opened the door and looked inside.    

    

Dongguo didn't turn on the lights, but candlelight lit up inside the restaurant. A woman wearing a white robe with black hair draped over her shoulders sat at the dining table with a white flute in her hands. Her back was facing the door and she looked incomparably graceful.    

    

In the middle of the table, there was a candlestick with three white candles shining softly.    

    

As Lee Nanfang suddenly opened the door, the fragrance of the food touched his nose, along with the unique aroma of the wine that had awoken.    

    

The woman was playing Phoenix Cry for the Phoenix , a classic song.    

    

Candlelight, wine, white robe, beautiful woman, phoenix cry — these beautiful neighbors were very elegant, they knew how to talk.    

    

It was just that she didn't know if she would be able to maintain her extraordinary posturing when she was pressed down by a man onto the dining table in a violent manner.    

    

Lee Nanfang stopped after one step into the living room.    

    

The beautiful neighbors put glue on Lee Nanfang's house to make him feel disgusted — they knew he was being plotted against and they would be furious, they would come to get back at him, yet they just left the door open and arranged such a romantic atmosphere. They knew he had already opened the door and wanted to come in, yet they still maintained such an elegant act.    

    

She was purposely provoking Lee Nanfang's dignity as a man.    

    

Either that or he wanted to be caught in the grass.    

    

Any man who, when faced with a beauty who repeatedly tried to take revenge on him but deliberately tried to find grass, if she were to open the door and roll around dejectedly, would lose all face of her ancestors.    

    

Even though Lee Nanfang didn't care about his ancestor's face, he still couldn't stand her provocation. He slowly walked over after hesitating for a bit and stood behind her.    

    

The woman was still playing the flute, as if she hadn't noticed anyone coming in.    

    

"Cough!"    

    

Lee Nanfang let out a heavy cough and reminded her that her grandpa had come. "Don't act cool first, okay?"    

    

The woman understood the deep meaning behind Lee Nanfang's cough. The flute stopped playing, but she did not put down her jade flute. She only lightly said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time. Sit down."    

    

"You were waiting for me? Who are you? "    

    

When Lee Nanfang subconsciously asked this question, he suddenly felt that this voice was very familiar.    

    

The neighbor turned around and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, "We just met in the day, and you don't recognize me anymore?"    

    


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.