Strongest Guard

Half of the cigarette disappeared after a few puffs, but this was enough to stop her from suffering the excruciating torture. Her right hand held the cigarette butt, which had been extinguished, as she lay on the sofa without moving for a long time.    

It was as if she had expended all of her strength just now in order to snatch the other half of the cigarette.    

As the indescribable discomfort slowly faded away, tears started to flow from the corners of Yue Zitong's eyes before she even opened her eyes.    

She didn't want to cry.    

This was especially true for Helan Xiaoxin, who guarded her beautiful figure but had a heart like a scorpion's. However, she could not control the pain of hating herself. She slowly lifted her hands and stuck them into her hair, trying her best to pull it out.    

She was well aware that she would never be able to resist this demon ever again, ever since she allowed Helan Xiaoxin to flirt with her.    

At this moment, she really hoped that the sky would suddenly collapse and smash her and Helan Xiaoxin into a pulp.    

It was just that the sky couldn't collapse, so she still had to face reality.    

Weeping, aside from representing resignation and weakness, had no effect at all.    

When she opened her eyes, she saw Helan Xiaoxin looking down at her with an evil and charming smile on her face, sweeping her gaze back and forth.    

No matter how much he thought about it, he kicked the woman away with a kick and picked up the fruit knife on the table, smashing her into pieces!    

However, Yue Zitong did not dare to do so.    

Killing Helan Xiaoxin was easy, but resisting Number One was hard.    

Unless she killed herself after killing this stinking woman.    

Yue Zitong didn't want to die yet. It wasn't because she was afraid of dying, but because she had too many things to worry about.    

If she died, what would happen to her cowardly mother?    

Wiping away her tears, Yue Zitong sat up from the sofa and raised her glass of water. After drinking half of the cold water in one gulp, she gasped slightly. "What … what are you looking at me for?"    

"I remember that once on Mexico, you and Suya Qier had to put on your Fairy Beauty stockings and act like Leg Model, who was also very successful on the T-shaped stage."    

Helan Xiaoxin sat down beside her and took out a wet towel to wipe the sweat off her forehead.    

Yue Zitong Tiny Skull tilted her head and stopped moving.    

"Why aren't you talking?"    

Helan Xiaoxin asked after carefully wiping her clean.    

"Since you know, what do I have to say for you?"    

"Then why don't you think about why I mentioned it?"    

"You mentioned that —"    

Yue Zitong suddenly understood and turned around to look at her. "You, want me to replace Han Huiqiao and go to Swallow Bay, to be Leg Model for Nanfang's stockings?"    

"Tongtong, no matter if it's your appearance, body, or temperament, you're much better than that reckless bitch."    

Helan Xiaoxin's left hand was once again placed on Yue Zitong's leg. She began to walk around restlessly, "The only thing that's missing is the calmness when facing the camera. But I feel that this is not a problem. Pann Hai is one of the most famous directors in the country. And you, you have almost an entire day to rehearse. "    

"I will no longer be a guest of Leg Model."    

Yue Zitong stretched out her hand, took her own cigarettes from the table a few times, lit them, took a deep breath, and then began to cough violently.    

If their relationship was as intimate as it used to be, and Helan Xiaoxin didn't reveal her true nature as a snake-and-scorpion witch, Yue Zitong might actually come out on her own when Han Huiqiao was courting her own death and couldn't find a better actress to advertise for her.    

After all, from a legal perspective, Nanfang Group was already considered to be her property.    

Since the imminent advertisement couldn't be shot, shouldn't she be the most anxious one?    

But she won't now.    

Never.    

After today's addiction had been satisfied, she would not cooperate with Helan Xiaoxin even if she died.    

As long as it was Helan Xiaoxin's request, she would resolutely oppose it, regardless of the consequences.    

"Are you really not going?"    

Helan Xiaoxin's eyebrows creased slightly. The hand that was caressing her long legs suddenly twisted.    

Yue Zitong's eyes trembled in pain, but she smiled. She looked into Helan Xiaoxin's eyes and said softly, "No, go."    

"Then forget it, I won't force you." In any case, Nanfang Group is your man's business, so it can be considered as yours. If you, the mistress, are indifferent, why should I, an outsider, be so angry over it? "    

Helan Xiaoxin smiled lightly, stood up, twisted her waist and walked towards the stairs, raised her hand and yawned, murmuring, "Sigh, I didn't sleep well last night, there are always some weird voices thinking. It's late in the morning, and I just happened to get a good night's sleep. "    

When she pushed open the bedroom door, Yue Zitong's voice came from behind her, "You broke your promise."    

Helan Xiaoxin turned around and smiled, "Yes, I will go back on my word. So what? Other than you, who else would say that I broke my promise? Hehe, you mean that stinking man who was mesmerized by my beauty? He had the right to say it. However, that is only if he dares to come back to Qingshan. "    

Yue Zitong's face alternated between green and white. After a long while, she finally managed to mutter, "Helan Xiaoxin, you won't die a good death."    

"When I walked on this path, I knew I wouldn't have a good death, do I need you to remind me?"    

Helan Xiaoxin's smile faded as she asked, "What about you?" Tongtong, are you going to die a good death? "    

"I-I won't die a good death either."    

Yue Zitong lay dejectedly on the sofa, cold sweat beading on her forehead again.    

"From this point of view, we are one life. Then why bitterly persevere with too much uselessness, and let oneself live so tired? "    

Helan Xiaoxin raised her right hand and hooked her fingers like a snake. "Darling, the sun is just the right time. "Come, let this big sister love you dearly, and let you taste what you've never tasted before …"    

Without waiting for her to finish, Yue Zitong suddenly bent over and grabbed the fruit knife, swinging it with all her might!    

With a soft swoosh, the fruit knife that was shining with a cold light brushed against Helan Xiaoxin's left ear and pierced into the door of the Solid Wood. The knife penetrated about three centimeters deep.    

"Good blade technique."    

Helan Xiaoxin, however, did not even blink as she stretched out her bright red tongue and swept it across her upper lip. But don't be complacent, wait till night-- ha, ha, ha. "    

As she laughed, the door slammed shut.    

If she was a man, it would still be considered "well-deserved" if she used an evil and awe-inspiring tone to say what she wanted Yue Zitong to do at night, but she was clearly a woman.    

Since she said that, it proved that she had the confidence to teach Yue Zitong a lesson.    

Yue Zitong didn't smoke last night, but she did. She only smoked half a cigarette.    

Half a cigarette meant that she had developed an addiction toward Helan Xiaoxin, and would start earlier than last night.    

Yue Zitong would give up all of her dignity to beg Helan Xiaoxin under the unassailable addiction. She would rather pay any price she could, and she would agree.    

But what would happen to Helan Xiaoxin?    

Suddenly, Yue Zitong thought of the props that she had found in the cupboard when she searched her room. Her stomach immediately ruminated violently. Helan Xiaoxin's mad laughter was like an invisible demon, echoing back and forth in the living room.    

He quickly covered his mouth with his hands and ran out of the living room barefooted. He squatted on the steps with his mouth wide open, trying to retch.    

However, he could not spit anything out. The only thing he could do was let his tears flow down.    

"I can't cry. Yue Zitong, why are you always crying now? You must be strong, and not let this demoness see you as a joke. "    

Yue Zitong slowly sat on the stairs and rubbed her eyes. She kept cheering herself on, forcing herself to be strong and not be weak in front of the witch.    

Ding ding dong. The phone in the living room behind him rang.    

It was a familiar melody. It was Yue Zitong's cell phone ringing.    

She didn't want to answer the phone.    

She just wanted to sit here and stare blankly at her toes. It would be best if she suddenly turned into a stone statue and lost all pain.    

"No, I can't do this. "Yue Zitong, I already said that you have to be strong. I can't let the witch laugh at you, right?"    

After taking a deep breath, Yue Zitong stood up and walked into the living room with quick steps.    

It was an unfamiliar caller, a local.    

The ringtone stopped ringing. The phone number displayed on the screen indicated that it had called her three times already.    

If that was the case, then it wasn't a perverted phone call.    

He raised his head and looked at the door to Helan Xiaoxin's bedroom on the second floor. It was still closed.    

It seemed that she had really gone to bed. She said that she would no longer care about the matter regarding the advertisement, and would no longer care about it.    

The phone vibrated for the fourth time. It was still that unfamiliar number.    

Yue Zitong hesitated for a moment, put on her shoes and quickly walked to the front of the car. She then answered the phone and calmly asked, "Hello, may I know who you are?"    

No matter how she was humiliated by Helan Xiaoxin at home, she didn't want to reveal anything out of the ordinary in front of others.    

It was still the same arrogant Director Yue, Yue Zitong's final dignity.    

"Hello, Director Yue. It's Chen Dalee."    

A slightly nervous male voice came out of the phone.    

"Chen Dalee?"    

The image of a hooligan immediately surfaced in Yue Zitong's mind.    

"Yes, yes, that's me."    

"Oh, what can I do for you?"    

"Director Yue, it's like this. Our Nanfang Group is going to shoot an advertisement in Swallow Bay today -- "    

Jack and his trusted aides knew that the Nanfang Group was going to invite the country's most famous director, the superstar of South Korea, Han Huiqiao, to do an advertisement before the ceremony of the Green Mountain Fashion Festival.    

They had long hoped that this day would soon come. Being in close contact with famous Asian celebrities was only secondary. The key point was that they were well aware of the impact a good advertising film could have on the sales of products.    

Chen Dalee and the others were looking forward to the stars and the moon. Finally, this day arrived.    

Before dawn, Lee Nanfang's trusted aides all rushed to the scene in Swallow Bay, hoping for the sun to rise and for the beautiful stars to appear.    

The sun rose on time, but Han Huiqiao did not appear.    

As time passed, a bad premonition began to grow in Chen Dalee's heart. F * ck, don't tell me he's not coming anymore?    

The facts proved that their premonition was very accurate this time around — — When Pann Hai called Helan Xiaoxin, she turned around and looked at them with a shrug, then said that the filming was suspended. After Chen Dalee and the others were stupefied for a moment, they immediately scolded the female Korean for being dishonest.    

Seeing that the opportunity to increase her influence had slipped away just like that, Pann Hai also felt depressed.    

But no matter how depressed he was, what use was it?    

If Helan Xiaoxin couldn't settle the matter, then he, as a director, would be even more stuck.    

"Director Pann, can't you get a second-rate celebrity?"    

Dung Shixiong, who had a calm personality, could still resist asking, but Chen Dalee and Wang Defa were unwilling to stop just like that.