Strongest Guard

Don't look at how when Loong Chengcheng said she arranged someone to deal with Han Jun, it was in a rather indecent situation. Her voice also became sweet, as if she was talking shamelessly.    

    

However, anyone who knew this woman would know that this was what she said and thought in her heart.    

    

Loong Chengcheng didn't take long to arrive at Qingshan City, but within a few months she had won the nickname "Pink-Faced Tiger".    

    

No matter how good-looking a tiger is, it will still eat people.    

    

During that period of time, she had pulled down more than ten heavyweight profiteers and sent them into the 18 Hells, never to be reborn.    

    

If he didn't want to do it, then he didn't want to do it. If he wanted to do it, then he had to get rid of the roots!    

    

This was Loong Chengcheng's way of being an official.    

    

Did she really think that she was amazing, having already handled more than ten cases, not to mention Han Jun, a scientific and technical official?    

    

If Loong Chengcheng wanted to pinch him to death, it would be as simple as stepping on an ant.    

    

After hearing what she said, Lee Nanfang was slightly stunned, then he smiled: "Just obediently go and work for the people. I'm the best at tidying up such a clown job."    

    

"Fuck you, whose husband are you?"    

    

Loong Chengcheng glared at him coquettishly. "Do I need your guidance on whether or not I should serve the people?"    

    

Indeed, if Loong Chengcheng wanted to hit Han Jun through the official channels, it would be simply outrageous.    

    

After all, Han Jun's first mistake was to shut down Dung Shixiong and the other innocent people in order to curry favor with Kang Weiya who had the Kaihuang Group. This caused great psychological trauma for them and it was against the law, so they simply could not deliberately look for someone and could take off his hat and kick him out of the police force as long as they followed the normal legal procedures.    

    

However, even though he said that, it was clearly stated, but it might not necessarily be the case.    

    

For example, if Wu Jingming knew that his actions of closing down Wang Defa and the others in the Quiet Room was a disciplinary violation, wouldn't he be doing the same?    

    

Then some of the punishments he would have to accept by the law after he had been exposed to the law and the law might not be in place.    

    

After all, he was still someone who was related to them. It was normal for him to secretly be sent to remote areas and then secretly be transferred back after the news had passed.    

    

That was why Loong Chengcheng said she wanted to intervene in this matter. No matter what background Han Jun had, he would be punished.    

    

At least she had helped her son's father vent his anger.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't want her to get involved.    

    

Although Loong Chengcheng had a powerful background, if she interfered with Han Jun's decision to punish her, it would definitely arouse the displeasure of others.    

    

Serve your husband well, don't worry about what you shouldn't, that's your job.    

    

What? You said I'm not your husband?    

    

Boss Lee was immediately angered. It scared Loong Chengcheng so much that she immediately begged for mercy.    

    

Seeing that she admitted her wrongs well, Lee Nanfang ate two more mouthfuls of tofu before letting her go unwillingly.    

    

"A car at nine tonight. Sleep well after lunch. I'll take you to the train station tonight."    

    

Standing up from his embrace, Loong Chengcheng tidied up her clothes and walked towards the kitchen. "What do you want for lunch?"    

    

"If you want to eat you, okay?"    

    

"No."    

    

"Whatever."    

    

Lee Nanfang yawned and replied lazily.    

    

When Loong Chengcheng walked to the door of the kitchen with her waist in a swaying position, Lee Nanfang suddenly said, "I'll leave tomorrow."    

    

"Tomorrow?"    

    

Loong Chengcheng froze for a moment, then turned around and looked at him. "Tomorrow at ten o'clock is the auspicious hour for you and Hua Yeshen to get married."    

    

"I know."    

    

Lee Nanfang picked up the cigarette case and tossed it back and forth, "Qingshan is only a few hundred kilometers away from Beijing, he'll be arriving in an hour and a half. It's not too late to leave at seven tomorrow. Besides, I'm not a woman, and it takes me most of a day just to put on some makeup. I just need to get here before ten and change my clothes. "    

    

"Are you going to delay your return to the capital? Are you going to meet that Convia?"    

    

Loong Chengcheng knew what Lee Nanfang was going to do as soon as she thought about it.    

    

"Tonight, I want to go see Chen Dalee and the others."    

    

Lee Nanfang no longer threw away his cigarette case and looked towards Loong Chengcheng: "Tomorrow morning, we will go to Beijing together."    

    

Loong Chengcheng's wife shuddered before asking plainly, "Do you want me to attend your wedding with Hua Yeshen?"    

    

Lee Nanfang answered, "I don't think that there will be many guests at the wedding of the Night God. Even though you had nothing to do with Loong Family since a long time ago, you're still that young miss who came out of there;    

    

He didn't know when Lee Nanfang started having a problem. When he was talking to a woman, he would unconsciously become mean and mean.    

    

It was as if not doing so showed how much he cared about her.    

    

Loong Chengcheng, who already knew of his bad habit, didn't care.    

    

What she cares about is -- as she says now: "No. That was your wedding to someone else. Bride, not me. "    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't say anything.    

    

Of course he knew why Loong Chengcheng said that, and he also knew what she felt in her heart.    

    

If it hadn't happened on the day of Elder Loong's death, Yue Qingke would have sent people to kill Loong Chengcheng. She definitely wouldn't have thought of marrying Lee Nanfang.    

    

Even if she divorced Yue Qingke, as long as she was still in Loong Family, Lee Nanfang, who was born in a long time, wasn't qualified to become her husband.    

    

But she no longer had anything to do with Loong Family anymore.    

    

She could marry Lee Nanfang in broad daylight.    

    

Unfortunately, Lee Nanfang was going to marry Hua Yeshen, who had an even greater background.    

    

Tomorrow.    

    

No matter how arrogant Loong Chengcheng was, even though she was still a young lady with the pearl Loong Family, she did not have the strength to compete with Hua Yeshen. She could only be a secret lover to Lee Nanfang, like Chiang Morann, Sui Yueyue, and the others.    

    

Therefore, she didn't want to attend Lee Nanfang's wedding.    

    

Of course Lee Nanfang wouldn't force her.    

    

In fact, he also wanted Loong Chengcheng to attend his wedding with Hua Yeshen on a whim.    

    

It was as if this was the only way to make up for her guilt.    

    

After clearly catching the guilt in Lee Nanfang's eyes, Loong Chengcheng suddenly smiled: "Alright, then I'll attend your wedding tomorrow." But I won't go with you. I'll leave tonight. "    

    

Without waiting for Lee Nanfang to say anything, she quickly walked into the kitchen.    

    

Since he couldn't change the reality of Lee Nanfang and Hua Yeshen's marriage, then he would always feel sorry for her.    

    

That was the only way he would always care about her.    

    

"If only I were Sun Wukong." "One will accompany Little Rou'er, and one will accompany —    

    

Looking at Loong Chengcheng in the kitchen wearing a blue apron, Lee Nanfang, who was talking to himself, was stunned for a moment and then scolded in a low voice, "Dig." "Bro, since when have we provoked so many women?"    

    

When Lee Nanfang had provoked so many women, he knew it clearly in his heart.    

    

However, Dung Shixiong and the rest didn't know when he had provoked Han Jun and was now being treated so ruthlessly, even losing his life.    

    

Anyone who had been locked in this dark room for so long and released from the damage to their mind and body would be afraid that after waking up, the people around them would disappear and fall back into that kind of hopeless situation. Thus, they would ask for more people to accompany them.    

    

Even in his sleep.    

    

Therefore, Dung Shixiong and the others were sent to the central hospital for rehabilitation treatment and strongly requested to live together.    

    

With regards to this very normal request from the innocent victims, the police, who were in the wrong, naturally wouldn't have any objections.    

    

Zhang Honggang, who had already been promoted, personally came to the courtyard to visit the victims. With a face full of shame, he paid 10,000 yuan to each of them, promising them that he would not let some scum who recklessly trampled on the law off the hook.    

    

Even Dung Shixiong, who had seen a lot of things, was flattered by the Director's arrival, not to mention Wang Defa and the others.    

    

At the moment when they were the most moved, they even wished they could be locked up for a few more hours.    

    

Only in this way, can he be worthy of the board member who personally came to pay their respects.    

    

The matter of Chen Dalee beating someone up was not mentioned even after the bureau chief left.    

    

Of course, this did not mean that this matter would be let go just like that.    

    

The assailant had to pay the price of responding. It was only because he had been confined too tightly, that he was allowed to temporarily let go of the assailant.    

    

Chen Dalee also knew.    

    

But he didn't care.    

    

Boss Lee was standing behind him, right?    

    

He was trying to beat someone under his orders!    

    

Even if he could poke a hole in the sky, Boss Lee would be able to make up for it. Currently, Boss Lee only needed to rest in peace.    

    

Seeing the morbid Chen Dalee, who always sat on the bed and giggled, while the others asked him why he was so happy, but he didn't say anything. The dean, Lv Mingliang, already suspected that Chen Dalee wasn't truly awake yet.    

    

After he became the dean, he always kept the promise he made to Lee Nanfang, wholeheartedly serving the people.    

    

Now, the trusted subordinates of Lao Lv had come to the hospital. Even if the bureau chief didn't come personally, he would still provide Dung Shixiong and the others with the best environment and treatment.    

    

Therefore, after seeing Dung Shixiong and the others were all normal except for Chen Dalee, who kept on laughing foolishly, Lao Lv walked out of the intensive care unit with a worried look on his face.    

    

He planned to gather all the experts and professors in the hospital to discuss the best treatment for Chen Dalee's current illness.    

    

As the leader of the department, Lao Lv could definitely get his men to do what he wanted by phone.    

    

That was before.    

    

To be exact, Lee Nanfang did not die before British Island.    

    

Duan Xiangning, who was slapped in the face by Lee Nanfang, worked well with him during that period of time.    

    

However, when the news of Lee Nanfang's death reached him, Deputy Dean Duan was like a resurrected witch, just like a silkworm that was slowly devouring the mulberry leaves that held Dean Lv's power.    

    

The two of them weren't even on the same level.    

    

Although because of Lee Nanfang, Lao Lv could be considered someone with a small background now, but he did not dare to hope that after Lee Nanfang died, they would protect him.    

    

Everyone understood the principle of leaving the village when the tea was cold.    

    

Lao Lv also understood that, so he could only helplessly accept it when Duan Xiangning gradually took over his power.    

    

As a result, more than half of his power was now gone. Even if he wanted to convene an expert meeting, he would need Duan Xiangning's permission.    

    

"Hai."    

    

Arriving at the door of Duan Xiangning's office, Lao Lv sighed softly. When he knocked on the door, he had already made up his mind to make things difficult for Duan Xiangning.