Strongest Guard

The difference between them was the difference between Duan Chuhuang and Duan Xiangning.    

    

Although Duan Xiangning had officially become Lee Nanfang's lover and they had been crazy a few times, their understanding of him was limited to the body.    

    

As for what kind of person Lee Nanfang was, she didn't know at all. At most, she only knew that he was very tenacious.    

    

Duan Chuhuang had only known Lee Nanfang once, and it was the latter who was wary of him. However, Duan Chuhuang was sure that Lee Nanfang would not sit idly by when he found out that Duan Xiangning was about to become the family's sacrifice.    

    

It was because Duan Chuhuang was sure of this that he came to find Duan Xiangning after thinking for a long time.    

    

He couldn't come to Duan Xiangning openly, and he couldn't even call her.    

    

Duan Chuhuang didn't want Duan Xiangning to die.    

    

As for why he didn't want Duan Xiangning to die — was that important?    

    

Duan Xiangning would never waste her energy on this when she was about to be killed at any moment.    

    

She only knew that this was her last chance to live, so the moment Duan Chuhuang left, she used her fastest speed to return to the General Department.    

    

When she walked to the corridor on the seventh floor, she was still hesitating. If she went to disturb Lee Nanfang, who was in the office with Yue Zitong, then she might anger that guy and directly chase her out.    

    

When she looked up hesitantly, she saw Lee Nanfang leaning against the wall of the office, smoking alone.    

    

The two of them looked at each other and laughed.    

    

Lee Nanfang smiled casually as he had already seen Duan Xiangning before, so he didn't think that she was shooting at the wrong place.    

    

He smiled at her and simply greeted her.    

    

Of course, there was also a little bit of embarrassment.    

    

After all, Duan Xiangning was the 'witness' for him to crawl under a girl's skirt and kiss her thigh.    

    

Duan Xiangning smiled, but with caution, she tried to curry favor with him.    

    

There was even flattery.    

    

Don't look at how deep their relationship was, Duan Xiangning always thought that in Lee Nanfang's heart, she was just a physical transaction item.    

    

It was not mixed with any feelings, much less any love.    

    

The moment he had gotten up from her after that, their relationship had come to an end.    

    

To put it bluntly, Duan Xiangning thought that in Lee Nanfang's eyes, she was a professional woman.    

    

The ones that didn't need money were at most prettier and had a lot more temperament.    

    

Therefore, when she asked Lee Nanfang for help in order to continue living, it was normal for her to flatter and flatter him with her smile.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang felt that something was amiss.    

    

He then lowered his head and looked at Duan Xiangning with a slight frown. He then asked with an indifferent tone, "What have you done that makes you lose your mind again?"    

    

"Doing, doing what?"    

    

Duan Xiangning was stunned and subconsciously shook her head. "I didn't do anything shameful."    

    

"He really didn't do it?"    

    

"Really, really."    

    

Duan Xiangning shook her head in panic, and then, as if she understood something, she quickly explained, "Oh, you're saying that I'm coming to attend your wedding? "I already told you this when I was at Qingshan."    

    

"You come to my wedding, I know."    

    

"Then I …"    

    

"Why are your eyes avoiding mine?"    

    

Lee Nanfang interrupted her: "If you didn't do anything shameful, then there's no need to smile at me ingratiatingly. There is a saying that goes, "If you don't have anything to offer, then you are a thief."    

    

"Have I smiled at you ingratiatingly?"    

    

Duan Xiangning raised her hand and caressed her cheek. Then, her gaze dimmed as she replied in a low voice, "Yes. I'm really trying to please you. "    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't say anything else. He slowly walked to her side, leaned on the windowsill and looked out the window at the pedestrians on the road. He slowly exhaled a smoke ring.    

    

He was waiting for Duan Xiangning to explain why she wanted to please him.    

    

Lee Nanfang thought that regardless of whether he and Duan Xiangning had the kind of romantic love, she would still be his woman.    

    

After she said to him, "From now on, I'm your woman, Lee Nanfang." I won't even let my legal husband touch me except you. "After that, in his heart, she was already his woman.    

    

Duan Xiangning was young and beautiful, mature and sexy, with an extraordinary temperament. She was obedient to him in bed — the key point was that she was someone else's legal wife.    

    

The legal wife of others was only allowed to be taken over by Lee Nanfang afterwards.    

    

Heh heh, any man would feel the pride of evil just by thinking about it.    

    

Since she was already his woman, she should no longer have any other requests from him, but should instead please him.    

    

That was because he had not properly taken his place.    

    

"What a stupid woman. Do you really think that I'm the kind of man who doesn't acknowledge my debt just because I put on my pants?"    

    

While Lee Nanfang was thinking this angrily in his heart, Duan Xiangning started to explain to him why she was being so courteous.    

    

Most people would have thought that the situation Duan Xiangning was facing was inconceivable, "How could there be such a senior brother using his daughter as a tool and even making a mistake at the core level? He has to deal with her as a sham."    

    

However, Lee Nanfang didn't feel that anything was wrong.    

    

Because he felt it now.    

    

In those so-called Wealthy Classes, let alone women, even if it was an outstanding young man like Helan Qunxing, when his value could have a decisive impact on the entire family, didn't old man He Lan use him as a bargaining chip with Yue Zitong?    

    

Moreover, for the sake of the Yue Clan, Yue Zitong did not hesitate to squeeze out all of Little Nephew's remaining value.    

    

When Lee Nanfang first found out about this, he couldn't accept the reality.    

    

This was because it was the complete opposite of the "respect for the elderly and love the young" thought that his wife had instilled since childhood.    

    

But now, he felt that it was natural.    

    

If he was allowed to become the Patriarch of Yue Clan, Helan Family, and Duan Family, he would also make such a decision.    

    

In this world, there were no good things that only enjoyed, but never paid for.    

    

Take Duan Xiangning for example.    

    

From the day he was born, he was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. As he grew up, he would receive the best education, wear the best clothes, eat the best food, and play the handsomest man …    

    

They were both people, so why was it that she could be extravagantly dressed and have whatever she wanted, while others were worrying about what would happen next?    

    

You have to pay as much as you get.    

    

God was always fair.    

    

In fact, it was precisely because those wealthy families had long understood this principle and were determined to carry it out that they made the sacrifice. If necessary, they even put on the act of "a warrior breaking his wrist", which was why they were able to pass down their clan for hundreds of years.    

    

In the previous 27 years, Duan Xiangning had enjoyed a psychic power that no one else would ever be able to enjoy in all her ten lifetimes. Now, it was time for her to pay the price.    

    

It was a pity that her awareness was not high, so when she finished speaking, tears were already streaming down her face, and her tone was filled with indignation and indignation.    

    

Lee Nanfang flicked his third cigarette out of the window and looked back at her with a calm expression.    

    

Duan Xiangning, who was about to wipe her tears away, immediately noticed something in his cold gaze that made her heart palpitate.    

    

He did not "pity" her, and even more so, was not angry because of the way Dali had treated her.    

    

Anger had caused Duan Xiangning's blood flow to slow down.    

    

At the same time, his heart felt an ice-cold sensation.    

    

His originally flushed face instantly turned pale.    

    

Her lips trembled as she asked softly, "What, what, am I wrong?"    

    

"You're right."    

    

After 15 minutes, she was only listening to Lee Nanfang's complaints. She nodded and replied, "If you tell the whole world about the dangers you are currently facing, there will be 99% of the people who will feel injustice and call your family cold-blooded."    

    

Duan Xiangning opened her mouth and was about to say something when Lee Nanfang interrupted her, "But I won't."    

    

But I won't.    

    

The four words struck Duan Xiangning's heart like a hammer.    

    

She swayed violently and subconsciously reached out for the windowsill.    

    

His pale face was even more terrifying. His eyes were filled with despair as he looked at Lee Nanfang.    

    

Beneath the cloak of despair was hidden resentment.    

    

In bed, she had tried so hard to serve him, to please him, to make him feel the boundless pride of being a male.    

    

But he was... so cold-blooded.    

    

"Perhaps, I shouldn't have listened to the Storage Emperor to come look for him in the first place. That way, I won't be bringing shame upon myself before I die. "    

    

Duan Xiangning stared at Lee Nanfang blankly for half a minute with the corners of her eyes twitching. Suddenly, she opened her mouth.    

    

He spat on Lee Nanfang's chest.    

    

Lee Nanfang did not have any reaction, just like how he knew she would.    

    

Duan Xiangning didn't say anything else. She turned around and walked into the staircase.    

    

What else could she say?    

    

She had wholeheartedly tried to curry favor with a man who had curried favor with her. When she was in the greatest danger and needed his protection the most, she said that she would not be pitied.    

    

The last shred of hope she had to survive was shattered by this.    

    

She didn't know how to get down the stairs, how to get out of the clinic building, or how to get out of the hospital.    

    

She only felt that she was a zombie without a soul, a superfluous person in this world.    

    

Not only did Duan Family feel that she deserved to die, even she herself felt that she deserved to die too.    

    

Duan Xiangning had no reason to live after her family and Lee Nanfang abandoned her at the same time.    

    

Di!    

    

The ear-piercing sound of the horn woke up Duan Xiangning, who was still in a state of sleepwalking.    

    

Only now did she realize that she had arrived at an intersection.    

    

A red light shone in the direction she was heading.    

    

A taxi came from the left to the right. It was moving normally, and it stopped in time. The front of the taxi was at most thirty centimeters away from her.    

    

"What are you laughing at? Are you trying to die?" "Looking for a luxury car to die, looking for a crappy rental car? Is it that interesting?"    

    

The taxi driver, who was drenched in cold sweat due to fright, stuck his head out the window and cursed out loud. However, he was shocked by Duan Xiangning's extraordinary appearance and temperament as his tone slightly slowed down.    

    

Beautiful Young Woman was extremely charming and sexy, wearing a famous brand name tag all over her body. She carried a bag that was worth over 100,000 yuan in her hands. She wasn't someone that he, a lousy taxi driver, could mess with.    

    

However, he still had the guts to scold her in a serious tone.    

    

Duan Xiangning didn't say anything as she just stared at the driver.    

    

In his entire life, the driver had never stared for more than three seconds like Beautiful Young Woman.    

    

He was clearly the one who was in charge. Even if he opened the door and smacked her across the face, no one would think that it was wrong.    

    

But why, after seven or eight seconds, he quickly shifted his eyes away and looked at the roadside.    

    

In lane one of the roads, a black car slowly drove by.    

    

The car windows were down, so the driver could see the man driving.    

    

That man was around 30 years old. He was handsome and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. His hair was neatly combed.    

    

The driver also noticed that as the car slowly moved forward, the young master of the Wealthy Class was also looking at Beautiful Young Woman.    

    

His eyes were cold and vicious.    

    

It made the taxi driver suddenly think of a cobra.    

    

"This man knows Beautiful Young Woman."    

    

the taxi driver thought.