Strongest Guard

Even Young Master Fusu, who was as famous as him, became a supporting role.    

As for a beauty like Lee Muchen, he was just a passerby.    

Instead, it was Lee Nanfang, who had guessed why he wanted "Camel Bell" so badly and shamelessly took away 5000 yuan from him in front of everyone, became number two to him.    

Duan Chuhuang's performance so far made many people think that he was the kind of arrogant one that relied on the hot-bloodedness of his parents. In fact, other than knowing some martial arts, he was just a boorish guy with a worrisome IQ.    

The so-called Southern King, Northern Fu Su, was only specially praised by everyone because of their parents.    

Speaking of cultivation, he wasn't even qualified to be Young Master Fusu's slippers.    

If he was qualified, he wouldn't have humiliated Lin Kangbai in Beijing.    

Lin Kangbai was indeed not very capable, and in the end, he was still a young master of the Beijing Lin Family.    

However, while Duan Chuhuang was humiliating him, he didn't care about Duan Chuhuang's surname at all.    

Could it be that offending Beijing's Lin Family felt good?    

This was especially so for Lee Nanfang, who was good at flattering horses. However, after being valued by him, everyone became even more unbalanced and thought that he was a reckless man who looked down on him.    

Lee Nanfang didn't think so.    

If Duan Chuhuang was really a reckless guy, then he wouldn't look at him face to face for a moment. If Duan Chuhuang was really a reckless guy, then he wouldn't look at him face to face.    

He noticed the things in Lee Nanfang's eyes.    

Those things were Lee Nanfang's greatest secrets.    

These secrets could be discovered by Qin Laoqi and the others, but Lee Nanfang would never allow others to see it and try to understand it.    

No one liked his unspeakable secret to attract other people's attention. Therefore, when Duan Chuhuang gave him face saying that he wanted to be friends, Lee Nanfang immediately refused.    

If Duan Chuhuang got angry after being rejected by him, then Lee Nanfang could just train a few moves with him and leave.    

Duan Chuhuang restrained himself and quickly adjusted his attitude toward him.    

Such an arrogant person was actually able to tolerate a fellow wearing undergarments. It could only be said that he had bad intentions.    

Thinking about how he came from Southern Frontier, and how he was not too far away from it, Lee Nanfang couldn't help but think about it.    

But soon after, when the song of "Camel Bell" rang out, he saw that Duan Chuhuang was really Lee Nanfang who revealed his true feelings and strongly suspected that he was overthinking it.    

When Duan Chuhuang sang "Camel Bell" in a hoarse voice, Wu could be sure that he wasn't acting at all.    

At that time, Duan Chuhuang had indeed thought of those fathers who had shed all their blood for the prosperity of Huaxia and the well-being of the people. He had worshipped them, thanked them, and used them as his idols to motivate him to love his country and be proud of his children.    

Thus, Boss Lee was confused.    

He realized that he couldn't see through Duan Chuhuang.    

Duan Chuhuang's arrogance was just a mask for his mannerism, just like how Holan Fusu could maintain his scholarly young master's image in front of anyone.    

There were thousands of masks.    

Some people are cowardly, some people are foolish, and some people are treacherous — refined, just like arrogance is a kind of mask.    

Then, was Duan Chuhuang's arrogance a mask for him?    

If so, this person was quite terrifying.    

He was even more terrifying than Holan Fusu. After all, Young Master Fusu's elegance was basically real.    

If not, then this was a friend who could trust him with his back.    

While Lee Nanfang was thinking about this, Duan Chuhuang suddenly asked him if he and Hua Yeshen were good friends.    

How did he know?    

Lee Nanfang, who was shocked, immediately understood.    

Earlier, when the female manager said that Director Hua was indeed sick and couldn't drink with young master Duan, Lee Nanfang revealed a worried expression.    

Regardless of Hua Yeshen's background, what she did to Lee Nanfang in the dark or in the open, they could not deny the fact that the two of them were intimate.    

As the man who took her away for the first time, if he could remain indifferent after finding out that she was sick, would he still be considered human?    

However, Lee Nanfang never thought that Duan Chuhuang's observation skills were in no way inferior to Mrs. Jinghong's.    

Since he found out, there was no need for Lee Nanfang to deny it.    

Anyway, he was good friends with Hua Yeshen, so it wasn't that shameful.    

As for how surprised Holan Fusu would be — tsk, would it give him a bigger impact than learning that Lee Nanfang and his sister had slept for many times?    

"Feel it."    

"The heart is the same?"    

"We are all pure men, don't say such disgusting words."    

Duan Chuhuang didn't ask any further. He took the bottle and sat down on the high platform: "Come, let's continue drinking." "Not leaving until you're drunk."    

Duan Chuhuang's performance, rather than saying that he was here to attend the party, it would be more accurate to say that he was here to ruin the show.    

He was like a mouse droppings, polluting a pot of good soup.    

But among everyone present, besides Lee Nanfang and Holan Fusu, who had already gotten used to it, no one else dared to say a word of disapproval to him.    

Unless, in the future, he didn't want to live south of the Great River anymore.    

Why did Duan Chuhuang come here every year to attend tonight's event?    

He had also come with a mission, and after a good night's drinking, he would have business with the guests that were developing there tomorrow.    

For the sake of proper business, even if the big guys couldn't stand him, they still had to tolerate him.    

Fortunately, as long as he had someone he liked, he wouldn't embarrass others.    

Duan Chuhuang was the happiest one tonight.    

Holan Fusu, on the other hand, was the most unhappy.    

After drinking half a bottle of liquor, it seemed like it was going to splash out. Young Master Lin hurriedly led a few people to help Holan Fusu out of the hall.    

It just so happened that they had to take advantage of this opportunity to distance themselves from Madman Duan.    

He didn't want him to find someone else to enjoy himself after he drank Lee Nanfang down.    

It seemed like Lee Nanfang was not completely useless in Young Master Lin's eyes.    

"No, I can't."    

After drinking an entire bottle of liquor, Lee Nanfang's face turned red and his eyes began to glaze over. He stuttered as he spoke and his body swayed. He raised his hand to push away the bottle of liquor that Duan Chuhuang handed to him before turning around to leave.    

As he walked, he mumbled to himself, "Me, me, and the Drunken Sleep Monarch will go. The Ming Dynasty will bring the zither to you."    

After watching Lee Nanfang stagger out of the hall, Duan Chuhuang, who was originally sitting paralyzed on the edge of the stage with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and chuckled. "Hehe, this guy is really interesting."    

"I hate interesting people."    

After entering the elevator, Lee Nanfang, who was drunk a moment ago, rubbed his face and his eyes became clear.    

Life is like a play, it's all about acting.    

Especially in this kind of situation, whether it was Duan Chuhuang or Holan Fusu, it would be weird if they were really drunk.    

Since they didn't want to get drunk, it would be too embarrassing if Lee Nanfang got drunk.    

Unknowingly, he had raised his status to the same height as Southern King and Fu Su. He had completely forgotten that whenever he talked about these popinjays, he always curled his lips in disdain and cursed at them to set off his own pride.    

The descending elevator stopped on the fourth floor.    

A cleaning woman came in with a trash can.    

Only then did Lee Nanfang realize that he didn't use a VIP elevator, but a freight elevator.    

He had no intention of looking down on the working people, but the smell coming from the trash can seemed too unpleasant.    

If Lee Nanfang really wanted to go to the first floor with his grandma, he would probably be smothered to death. He could only give up the idea of sharing the hardships with his grandma, give her a kind smile, and walk out of the freight elevator.    

With only four floors to the end, Lee Nanfang couldn't be bothered to take the elevator anymore, so he walked into the corridor.    

Life is in sports, the appearance of the elevator, definitely the biggest killer of obesity.    

If there was no elevator, people would play in the tens of floors above, and they wouldn't have to spend money at the gym to get a good body at work.    

Especially when you walk down the stairs, you can light a cigarette at the corner of the stairs and look out at the traffic, thinking about life.    

No, that's not right. She was thinking about what kind of illness Hua Yeshen was suffering from. Why didn't she go to the hospital?    

The drunk Lee Nanfang, thinking of Hua Yeshen, had no choice but to think of her dignified and elegant face, then along her round chin, thinking of her long, white, greasy neck, sexy and exquisite collarbone, two very sudden big papaya, and her flat stomach. There was that — God damn it! Thinking about it, Lee Nanfang found that he had actually been shamelessly hard.    

The words' wine acts as a sex agent 'were not false.    

Previously, when Boss Lee thought of Hua Yeshen, there were no such adverse reactions. It seemed that he couldn't drink anymore in the future.    

Even if they had to drink, they couldn't miss her. They could think about Chiang Morann, Helan Xiaoxin, Sui Yueyue, Shangdao Yinghua, Loong Chengcheng — or if she was tough, what should they do?    

Easy.    

Just think of my aunt.    

There was a woman who was born with the function of a fire extinguisher.    

Yue Zitong was such a woman. The moment her shadow rose up from the darkness outside the window, Lee Nanfang's dirty thoughts immediately vanished without a trace. He even felt chills all over his body.    

This surprised him.    

If Boss Lee had a conscience, then Aunt Yue would never lose to any woman, no matter if it was her looks or her temperament. After all, she was a young miss from a hundred years of wealthy family, even if she was a phoenix without feathers.    

But why, whenever Lee Nanfang thought of her, did he not have that kind of desire?    

Even if it only had the tiniest hint of meaning, it was still fine.    

It was fine if she didn't have it, but when Boss Lee thought of her, he felt an inexplicable fear that made him want to curry favor with her.    

"Sigh, I just can't get used to this woman. Only one thing could be done. Three days without caring about anything, she dares to go to her room and tear apart her roof. "    

Lao Xie rubbed his red ears, and the heartfelt words rang in Lee Nanfang's ears again.    

It made him quiver as he flicked away his long extinguished cigarette and muttered to himself, "Damn." Am I going to turn into a wife-fearing man sooner or later, like Lao Xie? If that's the case, I'd rather not marry for the rest of my life. That's not right. Why should I not marry for the rest of my life? Besides Yue Zitong, there were also many good women. For example, dear Dr. Chiang. "    

Just as Lee Nanfang thought about his beloved Dr. Chiang, a woman's scream came from the corridor outside the staircase, "Ah! Who, who are you? What are you doing? "    

It was four-thirty this afternoon. Under Vice President Tian's lead, Chiang Morann and the other colleagues from the Third Department of Surgery of the Beijing Hospital left the unit on time and came to thank everyone. Thus, they set up a big feast on the third floor of Seven Stars Club.    

It was indeed a little too early to rush from the hospital to the banquet that would only start at 7: 30.    

However, Vice Principal Tian had said that this was to guard against traffic jams.    

Perhaps Vice Principal Tian was really Zhuge Kongming, or perhaps he was just a jinx. Anyway, they had been stuck in a traffic jam on the way here.