Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang couldn't understand what happened to make Yue Zitong so unreasonable.    

    

Yesterday, she was still fine, just like a good wife and mother.    

    

In just one night, he had become completely different.    

    

Since he couldn't figure out Yue Zitong's thoughts, Lee Nanfang couldn't be bothered to ask about it.    

    

This was because Aunt Yue had always had this kind of crazy temperament. She had been through storms and rain for so long, who didn't know who was who?    

    

This woman, she just couldn't let herself get away.    

    

If she was cold for two days, she would obediently return.    

    

As for saying "If you can't do it, I'll help you" before leaving, that would be even more ridiculous.    

    

How could she help?    

    

I can't kill all the other women in my family, can I?    

    

"She probably doesn't have the guts either."    

    

Lee Nanfang sneered. He pulled over the blanket, laid down with his head covered and continued sleeping.    

    

From his point of view, Yue Zitong did not have the guts nor was there a need for her to do anything out of line because of Loong Chengcheng.    

    

Indeed.    

    

If Yue Zitong only knew Loong Chengcheng, she probably wouldn't even blame Lee Nanfang.    

    

After all, the woman beside this scumbag couldn't even count with her two hands, so who would care about Loong Chengcheng?    

    

However, the problem was that it wouldn't do to have Yang Tiantian.    

    

Last night, Yue Zitong had thought of many things while standing by the Monarch Valley's Boundary Monument.    

    

She couldn't become an immortal. She couldn't let time reverse and change everything. She could only accept the reality before her.    

    

After accepting it, what should he do?    

    

As if nothing had happened?    

    

That was impossible!    

    

To recognize Lee Nanfang's true face, to be heartbroken and then leave him completely?    

    

Yue Zitong couldn't do it.    

    

She couldn't leave Lee Nanfang.    

    

What's more, Lee Nanfang wasn't the number one scum. If it wasn't for this scummy trait, she wouldn't have fallen in love with him.    

    

What's more, Lee Nanfang was a victim. If he was conscious, he definitely wouldn't have done such a ridiculous thing.    

    

Yue Zitong could not leave Lee Nanfang, so he let Yang Tiantian leave?    

    

No, that was even more impossible.    

    

Yue Zitong was already unfilial to her mother, so how could she continue to hurt her mother?    

    

It wasn't that she couldn't guess, but it was precisely because of this kind of absurd relationship that Yang Tiantian was able to survive and enter Monarch Valley which only buried dead people, and endure all the suffering.    

    

Her mother had given so much. As her daughter, she absolutely could not continue hurting her mother for her own happiness.    

    

Moreover, he had to do his best to bring his mother out and let her enjoy the rest of her life.    

    

This was what Yue Zitong should do.    

    

In that case.    

    

In that case, there would only be one conclusion to the whole matter.    

    

It was just like Lee Nanfang had said, mother and daughter together.    

    

Yue Zitong's thoughts were clear.    

    

If it was placed in the ancient Emperor's Wang Family, that kind of thing couldn't be accepted, or else it wouldn't have happened. There were no records of such an event in the history books.    

    

In the face of all kinds of unstoppable reasons, this kind of nonsense fell upon her.    

    

She had to accept it.    

    

However, the prerequisite for his acceptance was that Lee Nanfang had to get rid of his relationship with other women.    

    

Yue Zitong would never allow anyone to see them together by Lee Nanfang's side.    

    

If she were to foolishly accept Lee Nanfang's other women, then in the future, she would definitely become a laughing stock for the other women.    

    

Yue Zitong could be shameless and ignore the ridicule of anyone.    

    

But Yang Tiantian couldn't.    

    

Yang Tiantian, who had a weak character, would feel guilty for it for the rest of her life.    

    

This was not what Yue Zitong wanted to see.    

    

Then a choice was placed before him.    

    

It was the choice she gave Lee Nanfang just now.    

    

It was either them or some other woman.    

    

If Lee Nanfang wanted to eat them all, it would be a dream if he didn't have a single one left.    

    

He couldn't make a choice.    

    

Okay, Yue Zitong, help him.    

    

Get rid of those women.    

    

If he couldn't chase them away, there was only one word to describe him. Kill!    

    

Outside the 800 village entrance, a small car was parked in a dense forest in the mountains, just outside the village entrance.    

    

From yesterday until late in the morning, Zong Gaang had spent a great deal of effort before finally being able to drive a car here.    

    

He dared not go any further.    

    

The three strong and silly kids blocked the entrance of the village like robbers. They chopped down the tree branches as thick as bowls with their bare hands, saying that they would take them back and use them as firewood for the fire on the brick bed.    

    

Zong Gaang didn't know the entire eight hundred famous fools, stones and shackles.    

    

However, just from the skill shown by the three of them, even if ten of them were tied together, they wouldn't be able to defeat any one of the three.    

    

Since that was the case, he might as well just wait outside.    

    

Luckily, Patriarch Yue didn't make him wait for too long, and thus walked out of the village with big strides.    

    

Seeing Yue Zitong, the three idiots laughed as they picked up firewood and carried it home.    

    

Zong Gaang let out a long breath and quickly opened the car door.    

    

"Eldest Miss."    

    

Yue Zitong didn't even raise her eyes as she simply greeted him and got into the car.    

    

Zong Gaang hurriedly ran back to the driver's seat.    

    

Yesterday, on the phone, Yue Zitong had said that she would send someone to pick her up.    

    

However, Zong Gaang knew that Lee Nanfang's hometown wasn't for anyone. He was the only one who could come.    

    

However, he didn't know what to do after he picked up Yue Zitong.    

    

"Miss, should we go home or go see Yue Lincheng?"    

    

Zong Gaang asked carefully.    

    

After contacting the big miss yesterday, the most important thing was to report Yue Lincheng's situation.    

    

After hearing the report, the young miss decided to send someone to pick him up.    

    

Zong Gaang naturally thought that the Eldest Miss might go and see Yue Lincheng, who was already seriously injured.    

    

Unexpectedly, Yue Zitong's current thoughts hadn't put this matter in her heart at all.    

    

"To Qingshan."    

    

Patriarch Yue casually waved her hand.    

    

Zong Gaang did not dare to say any more nonsense. He started the car and drove towards the green mountain.    

    

The road through the dense forest in the mountains was not an easy one to walk on.    

    

Zong Gaang was driving with fear in his heart, but he didn't dare to be too slow.    

    

Yue Zitong sat in the back seat and made all sorts of arrangements, which made him even more flustered.    

    

Yue Zitong closed her eyes and rested for a moment. Then, she took out her cell phone and dialed Helan Xiaoxin's number.    

    

"Find someone for me and kill Hua Yeshen."    

    

That was the first thing Yue Zitong said.    

    

It wasn't just Zong Gaang whose hands were shaking after hearing that.    

    

On the other end, Helan Xiaoxin also howled and asked, "Tongtong, have you gone mad?"    

    

Yue Zitong had gone mad.    

    

However, she would not let anyone know the reason for her insanity.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin didn't even have a chance to ask a few questions. After she ended the call, she dialed Hua Yeshen's number again.    

    

"Hua Yeshen, someone wants to kill you."    

    

Yue Zitong's words were simple and clear.    

    

It was precisely because of this simplicity that Zong Gaang, who was driving, was stunned for a moment and almost crashed into a big tree.    

    

He really did not understand what kind of strange game Eldest Miss was playing.    

    

On the other end of the phone, Hua Yeshen did not understand either.    

    

However, Patriarch Yue was in a bad mood and wouldn't explain anything to anyone.    

    

After saying that, without waiting for Hua Yeshen's reply, he ended the call and dialed the third number.    

    

"Min Rou, I need to go back to Qingshan. We haven't seen each other in a long time. Let's sit and have a chat tonight."    

    

A smile like the spring breeze.    

    

It was an incomparably cheerful tone.    

    

Zong Gaang, who was driving, felt a chill run up his head from the bottom of his feet. He didn't even dare to look back. He only wished that someone could come to his side and cut off his ears.    

    

Of course, no one would come here to cut off Zong Gaang's ears.    

    

Min Rou, who was on the other end of the phone, also did not know about Yue Zitong's situation.    

    

Min Rou was only a little bit happy and nervous as she repeatedly said "OK". Then, she heard the busy sound of the phone being hung up.    

    

The smile on Yue Zitong's face vanished.    

    

With an even more sinister expression than before, he called out another number without any emotion.    

    

"Kang Weiya, I'll give you one month's time to completely destroy Nanfang Group!"    

    

Zong Gaang had chosen to ignore Yue Zitong's actions.    

    

He didn't know who Patriarch Yue had called after that.    

    

He only knew that something big was going to happen.    

    

After Yue Zitong had finished making all the calls, she reached out to pat his shoulder and said softly, "Uncle Zong, can I trouble you to tell me how to contact Uncle Yue Lishan. I know that in the whole Yue Clan, other than you, my uncle, you are the only one who is related to my uncle. I have something to say to Eldest Uncle. "    

    

The matter of the Yue Clan having two branches.    

    

The members of the Yue family had a general understanding of the situation, but only Old Master Yue and Zong Gaang, the living secretaries, knew the details.    

    

Only when Yue Zitong became the Patriarch did she have the qualifications to know some specific information.    

    

But there must be no connection between the two branches.    

    

In the past twenty odd years, Elder Yue had never met Yue Lishan. Even when he was on the verge of death, he had instructed Zong Gaang to never allow Yue Lishan to return home to offer his condolences.    

    

And now, Yue Zitong had actually put forward such a request.    

    

Why?    

    

What was she going to do now?    

    

Zong Gaang thought about these two questions.    

    

Yue Zitong also gave him enough time to think.    

    

Many people had been thinking the same thing all day.    

    

This included Lee Nanfang, who had just woken up and was in high spirits.    

    

The sun set in the west.    

    

The northwest wind from Siberia had lowered the temperature by another 800 degrees.    

    

The goosebumps hid in their nests and gnawed on a piece of frozen beef jerky that could last all day.    

    

Mistress took care of Loong Nancheng and happily ate the rice porridge mixed with milk, rice, red dates and walnuts.    

    

This little fellow had inherited most of his father's genes. Yesterday, he was nearly strangled to death by a crazy woman, or he might have fallen down to the ground and died. He was so scared that he cried until he fainted.    

    

However, when he woke up today, he would act like nothing had happened. He should eat and drink to his heart's content.    

    

When Loong Nancheng, who was over half a year old, saw Lee Nanfang enter, he seemed to have a memory of it. He turned his head away and was unwilling to pay any attention to this guy who had pierced him with a face full of steel needles.    

    

Lee Nanfang, as the father, would definitely not care about his own son's behavior.    

    

It was the same as before. He pinched his little face and raised his chin.    

    

This caused the child to frown, but he himself was incomparably happy.    

    

Mistress watched the father and son duo from the side and revealed a comfortable smile.    

    

Perhaps, this was what the legend meant by happiness.    

    

Only when Lee Nanfang was tired of playing did he withdraw his thoughts from Loong Nancheng. He turned his head and asked softly, "Mistress, where is Zitong?"    

    

"Hai, Zitong left."    

    

Mistress sighed and shook her head. As an elder, she couldn't say anything in the face of such an absurd situation.    

    

Everyone said that the best medicine to treat pain was time.    

    

Hopefully, they will be fine in the future.    

    

Lee Nanfang was not surprised about the news of Yue Zitong's departure.    

    

Aunt Yue's unreasonable way in the morning proved that she didn't want to stay at 800 yuan any longer.    

    

It was fine for him to leave, but since this woman was tired, he would come back.    

    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and asked, "Where's the old man?"    

    

"Lao Xie asked for his help. He left at noon."    

    

"Lao Xie asked for help? Is there anything else he can't do? "    

    

Lee Nanfang was confused.    

    

His wife smiled gently and said, "I don't know either. I just heard that an old revolutionary from Beijing disappeared."