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More importantly, Lee Nanfang had already seen through Yue Zitong's evil intentions.    

She was deliberately provoking him, after he had lost his mind, to beat her up in public.    

Could Lee Nanfang do such a stupid thing?    

Although beating a dignified Patriarch of Yue Family in public wouldn't lose his life, he would definitely pay the greatest price.    

To put it more bluntly, Yue Zitong was now a pengci pengci.    

Just when she was yearning to be beaten up by Lee Nanfang in front of everyone, she would make use of this opportunity to create trouble and come up with hundreds of tricks.    

Luckily, Lee Nanfang's IQ was high enough, he saw through this witch's scheme before his anger rose from the bottom of his heart.    

At the same time, she was also slightly sad in her heart, "Once upon a time, Yue Zitong still did not have many innocent aunts with brainless thoughts. Regardless of whether one was happy or angry, it could be seen on one's face. But now, after just half a year of work, she had already become a schemer? "Sigh, the environment can change people, and it can even kill them."    

After sighing to himself, Lee Nanfang's expression quickly returned to normal. He used a flat tone to say, "Second, I don't love you."    

"You don't love me?"    

Yue Zitong seemed to have already guessed that he would say that, so she didn't stare blankly. She was angry and so on. Her lips curled up into a sly smile like a little fox.    

This wicked smile rang Lee Nanfang's alarm bell. He subconsciously nodded and repeated loudly: "Yes, I do not love you!"    

"Nanfang, you've learned how to lie. That's not good."    

Yue Zitong said indifferently and straightened her back.    

Lee Nanfang could only look up again to see that coquettish face: "I'm not lying."    

"Your memory is really bad. Did you forget what you told me about last night in the clubhouse's guest room? "    

Yue Zitong smiled. "Alright then. Even if you don't love me. But why do you kneel before me in public? Do you really think that any man is qualified to kneel before me and speak so much to me? "    

Kneeling to the heavens, kneeling to the earth, kneeling to his parents, he had to kneel to his wife — this was a principle that every knowledgeable person knew.    

Lee Nanfang, deeply influenced by Lao Xie, understood this principle when he saw Xue Xinghan kneel for the eighth time.    

Moreover, the world was already used to it. If a man knelt to a beauty, it would be a courtship.    

Modern times are not a feudal society where women are not seen as human beings, because all the men in the world know very well that a wife is raised by a mother-in-law who has worked hard for more than twenty years and gives it to a man for nothing — not only for nothing, but also in the garage, with children to show you, and so on.    

So as long as a man with a conscience, he should willingly kneel to his wife a few times in his life.    

Lee Nanfang also knew this logic and deeply agreed with it.    

It was only now that he realized that Yue Zitong was still kneeling on the ground and talking to him.    

How could he forget that he was still kneeling on the ground?    

Damn it!    

He had to stand up and explain to the crowd that he wasn't kneeling down in front of Yue Zitong!    

He was forced to kneel on the floor after colliding with the damn wall, in order to dissipate the powerful rebound.    

He wasn't kneeling to Yue Zitong, much less courting her.    

He was forced to do so — just as Lee Nanfang was about to stand up, tell everyone the truth, and appeal to everyone to denounce Yue Zitong as being too shameless, his aunt said, "In the name of my wife, can you swear that you didn't kiss my thigh when you kneeled under my skirt?"    

These words were like a speeding car, fiercely slamming into Lee Nanfang's body, making him dizzy and disoriented.    

He forgot to stand up straight.    

He kneeled on the ground with a blank look on his face, looking up at Yue Zitong.    

He felt that Yue Zitong was shameless to the point that she couldn't be saved.    

If he still cared about her, even if it was just a little bit of Patriarch Yue's dignity and reserved attitude, he shouldn't have said those words in front of everyone.    

Caught off guard, a man sneaked under her skirt, peeped into the endless spring light, and then kissed her thigh. This kind of shameful thing, was she too ashamed to speak to others?    

But she said it!    

He sounded so calm.    

He was so confident.    

He had to swear it in the name of his wife.    

Lee Nanfang wanted to die again.    

But before he died, he had to cut his mouth off with a knife.    

It was all because of his mouth.    

The one with the mouth and the thighs, okay?    

Mouth, mouth, you are f * cking satisfied, but how can I show my face to you?    

Just as Lee Nanfang wanted to use his hands to tear his mouth apart, an angry and embarrassed voice came from the side, "Humph. Mr. Lee, you are going too far. If it wasn't because of your relationship with the aunt and nephew of our big miss, I would definitely go find Miss Xiaoqiao, Jinghong Ming, and the others to get to the bottom of this, and find out how they taught you. "    

Tsk tsk, Old Zong, what are you getting involved in the private matter between me and Yue Zitong.    

The corner of Lee Nanfang's eye twitched. Just as he was about to look back at Zong Gaang, Yue Zitong said, "Uncle Zongson, don't be angry. Although I am the master of a transcendent family, I am also a woman deeply loved by Nanfang. So no matter what he did to me, I wouldn't blame him. Besides, I won't allow you to tell Sister Xiaoqiao and the others without permission. In case Nanfang gets punished, he's going to lose face. "    

Lee Nanfang didn't even need to look to know that Yue Zitong had a face full of love and tolerance.    

It was absolutely appropriate for the elder to forgive the appearance of the junior who had done something wrong.    

Zong Gaang's cooperation could be said to be first-rate.    

After Yue Zitong had "spoken on behalf" of Lee Nanfang, he immediately bowed his head and said, "Yes. It was up to the young miss to decide. Only, since Mr. Lee said that he was Seven Stars Club's Director Hua's husband, and yet he was being so disrespectful to you in front of everyone else. "Then, your face …"    

Yue Zitong immediately laughed miserably, looking out the window 45 degrees. "Face? In my heart, all my face added up can't even compare to a hair on Nanfang's head. As long as he likes it, it's fine. As for what I would be pointed at in the back, that's all I would have to do. "Sigh, this is my life."    

Lee Nanfang's Adam's apple gulped down with great difficulty.    

After hearing the two of them singing the same tune perfectly, everyone at the scene understood what had happened.    

Lee Nanfang was too much of a scum.    

He slipped under Patriarch Yue's skirt in front of everyone, peeking under her skirt. Not only did he kiss Patriarch Yue's breasts, he even kissed her thigh even harder.    

If he could just admit it like a man, and that he couldn't control himself because he loved his aunt, and made such a low mistake — the world would forgive him.    

After all, it was an ancient saying for a fair, noble, and virtuous woman to be willing to take advantage of a man. It was also the best excuse that the Old Ancestor could come up with when he was playing hooligan for a man.    

However, he denied that he was not doing all this to pursue Yue Zitong.    

What was he doing?    

Playing the hooligan!    

A great man once said a famous saying: "A relationship not for the purpose of marriage is a hooligan."    

Then, using the words of a great man, shouldn't he say this: "If you don't want love, not only do you play a hooligan, but you should also be trapped in a pig cage."    

With Yue Zitong and Zong Gaang singing the same tune, Lee Nanfang finally understood what it meant to be unable to argue.    

"Get up, Nanfang. Don't be afraid, with me here, no one would dare bully you. Just tell me in advance the next time you want to do this. Let's find a place with no one. Wherever you want to see, kiss, kiss. How long do you want to see it, how long do you want to kiss it, how long do you want to kiss it? I will not complain, I will cooperate with you unconditionally. Because I know you love me. I also love you dearly. "    

Yue Zitong bent down and stretched out her hand. Her movements were gentle as she helped the stunned Lee Nanfang up from the ground. Normally speaking, since you have already lost the qualification to love me, I no longer have to bitterly wait for this love anymore. I should find a good man to marry off. But I still want to tell you solemnly, as long as you still love me, I will not marry for one day. When do you want me? Anywhere. I will always keep it for you. "    

There were too many of them at noon today.    

When Wu was about to shoot Chiang Morann, Lv Mingliang happened to be there, risking his life to save the beauty and paying off all his debts.    

Yue Zitong was present when this happened, so Wang Yang was able to take action in time to stop Lin Kangbai from continuing to commit murder.    

Lee Nanfang rushed up in a hurry. When he was forced to slide forward on his knees to avoid being knocked to death on the wall, he coincidentally slipped under Yue Zitong's skirt.    

Just in time.    

Coincidentally.    

Yue Zitong, who was burning with anxiety as to how to win over Little Nephew, took advantage of this opportunity and said her heartfelt words about her "one-sided love for a blade of grass" in front of everyone, including Zong Gaang.    

Yue Zitong had already said this, and if Jack still had to straighten his neck and say that he didn't love anyone, that he didn't kiss a man's thigh under the cover of his skirt — and now that it was a rainy season, too, God might beat someone to death at any moment.    

The wood has been made into a boat.    

There was no room for debate.    

It was Lee Nanfang's current situation.    

Even though he had a mouth full of food and a high IQ, he could only pretend to be dumb at this moment. He let Yue Zitong walk back into the office like a zombie while holding her arm.    

At this moment, other than playing the fool, what else could he do?    

As for Chiang Morann, as long as Sister Morann was well, nothing would be a problem.    

Since Duan Xiangning was present, with her intelligence, she should be able to take care of Chiang Morann without anyone noticing.    

Lin Kangbai?    

Hehe, the Young Master Lin who tried to whip people in the corridor outside General Department Intensive Care Unit and already constitutes a crime of murder is just a joke.    

Yue Zitong, who had stopped him from harming anyone in time, would benefit greatly from this matter.    

He believed that the cunning old fox, Zong Gaang, was currently notifying the leaders of the academy and the capital's Lin Family. If he did not cause a ruckus, how would he be able to display Patriarch Yue's prowess in times of crisis?    

Instead, it was Lv Mingliang, who sacrificed himself to save others.    

Sigh, I hope that Lao Lv is blessed with great fortune and wishes for good fortune.    

In any case, he wasn't any good person. With the old saying that good people don't live long, and disasters leave behind a thousand years, he should be fine.    

Even if there was something to do — it was something to be cherished by the future generations.    

Sister Yeshen?    

Lee Nanfang could only be stunned. Only at this moment would he go and disturb Sister Yeshen, who was sleeping and recovering at the same time.    

Thus, Lee Nanfang actually didn't have much to worry about at the moment.    

As long as he could resolve the misunderstanding between him and Yue Zitong.    

A misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding.    

Lee Nanfang, who was supported on the sofa by Yue Zitong's daughter-in-law, finally came back to his senses after both of her hands had offered fragrant tea.    

Yue Zitong, who was sitting beside him, hugged his arm with both of her hands. Her face was full of concern. She breathed heavily and asked softly, "Nanfang, are you alright?"    

"I, what can happen to me?"    

Lee Nanfang's voice sounded as though he had been sawed by steel.