Strongest Guard

This was what Yue Zitong had gained from her conversation with Lao Xie and the Liu Family before going to Golden Triangle.    

However, those two people couldn't tell her.    

This made Yue Zitong very unhappy.    

In her opinion, saying that Lee Nanfang was her "forbidden daughter" might be a bit exaggerated, but it should be her "real estate", right?    

Shouldn't the landlord know best what was in his real estate?    

However, why did her master not know about it, and instead, how did Lao Xie and the others know about it?    

Not only that, when she asked, the two of them even played tricks on themselves and said that they couldn't say anything.    

Didn't they know that a woman's curiosity was enough to change the entire world?    

The more they kept it a secret, the more they wanted to know.    

Especially since this secret of the Secretary was related to Yue Zitong herself.    

She was even more eager to figure out what was going on.    

In these few days at Golden Triangle, as long as she had nothing else to do, she would think of this question.    

What kind of method should he use to get the secret of Secretary out of Lao Xie and the rest's mouths? His chances were probably not high.    

If she were to ask him again, there wouldn't be a second conclusion other than that he would be smashed.    

But that didn't bother Yue Zitong.    

She couldn't get them to say it, but she could find Lee Nanfang.    

Yue Zitong had no way to deal with those old foxes.    

But when it came to dealing with Lee Nanfang, Yue Zitong felt that she would definitely be able to do it easily.    

Lee Nanfang had a secret.    

Until last year, he had always thought that no one else in the world knew this secret.    

But ever since last year at the Golden Triangle, he was forced to such an extent by the combined efforts of Qin Yuguan and Jinghong Ming. Only after he lost consciousness did he find out that this Secretary secret, which even his mistress wasn't willing to talk about, was perhaps not a secret …    

But he did not want to pursue the truth of this secret.    

This was because he had a clear premonition.    

Once he figured out this secret, his fate would most likely change again.    

His fate had already changed once.    

The proof of a perfect reverse growth, that fate from bad to good.    

Now that he felt good about himself, why should he try to change it?    

He didn't want to be the richest man in the world like Master Bill, and he didn't want to be the head of state like Sister Yue. He just wanted to have endless money, surrounded by beautiful women, with a bunch of cute little bastards, and live and die like that.    

Lee Nanfang was also very clear that he was lying to himself.    

All the secrets of the world have their origins, their ends, and their purpose in being.    

One day, he would face this secret and find out exactly what was going on with that evil dragon that was hidden within his body.    

His fate would still change.    

Maybe it was better, maybe it was getting worse, maybe it was not possible anymore.    

But if it could drag on for a day, then so be it.    

Avoiding it was never the way to solve the problem.    

Only, he didn't expect that at this very moment today, Yue Zitong would suddenly tell him that there was a terrifying devil concealed within his body.    

Lee Nanfang's heart skipped a beat.    

But he laughed at once, and said that it was your business to say that you loved your letter, and tried to pass it on.    

How could Yue Zitong be so perfunctory?    

After all, on the night of the beheading operation, she was lucky enough to survive the fall of the bullet and came up to the top. She saw with her own eyes that Lee Nanfang had turned into a demon and was starting a massacre.    

No matter how foolish a person was, he would be able to discern something from it.    

Lee Nanfang didn't want to say it, but Yue Zitong wasn't in a hurry at all.    

Suddenly, she had a lot of patience.    

Or perhaps, she was also faintly afraid that this secret would change her fate.    

Thus, she began to explain. Now, she faintly understood why her grandfather betrothed her to Lee Nanfang after he peeked at her taking a bath.    

In that instant, she even somewhat understood why her grandfather had passed the position of Patriarch to her.    

Lee Nanfang was interested.    

Almost everyone was unwilling to let others know his secret, yet they always wanted to know the secret of others.    

So before Yue Zitong even finished her sentence, Lee Nanfang asked, "Quickly tell me, why did Lao Yue want to betroth you to me?"    

Yue Zitong's eyes flickered. "Tell me first."    

"What should I say first?"    

Lee Nanfang looked confused.    

This was clearly playing dumb.    

"If you don't say anything, do you think I want to hear it?"    

Yue Zitong laughed and stood up from the rock. Then she threw his shirt into his arms and quickly walked down the mountain.    

Ever since she had become the Patriarch, Yue Zitong had become more and more intelligent.    

If this was before, when Lee Nanfang was playing dumb with her, she would have to pounce on him, twist his ears, and bite him to death.    

But now, she knew how to use this tactic.    

Lee Nanfang was stunned for a moment as he watched her quickly walk away, then he chased after her.    

Before going up the mountain, the dirty Lee Nanfang said that it was time for Yue Zitong's relatives to leave, so he persuaded her that in order to have a better view of Mount Tai, it would be best to stay at a hotel on the mountain, which would make it easier to watch the sunrise in the morning, wouldn't it?    

His intention was to go back to the hotel tonight, after sunset, and soak in the bath, and then — as she had said, until dawn.    

Unexpectedly, Yue Zitong suddenly started to question him about his secret.    

And to tell him more frankly, she also had a secret.    

Secret!    

Lee Nanfang, who couldn't sleep at all while lying on the bed of the hotel on the mountain, had never hated secrets like this before.    

He had his secrets, Yue Zitong had her secrets, Yang Xiao also had his secrets.    

However, it was obvious that Yue Zitong's secret was just a bluff.    

Her secret, probably, was that when she was seven, she still wet her bed.    

Lee Nanfang's secret was because he had known about it for too long that he no longer treated it as a secret.    

It was as if hiding the Black Dragon in his body was a very normal thing.    

It was like a person with a long nose and eyes.    

Therefore, he felt that among the three of them, only Yang Xiao's secret could be considered as Secretary's secret.    

Otherwise, Yang Xiao would not keep saying that he only told him about the secret of the Secretary before he died.    

Previously, Lee Nanfang had never connected his secret with Yang Xiao.    

But tonight, he felt that the secret of the three of them might be related to one thing.    

Then, what does the direction in which these secrets were placed have to do with anything?    

"Secrets, secrets. Damn it, why does the world need secrets? "    

Lee Nanfang was so angry that he couldn't think of anyone else. He just felt more and more annoyed. He turned around again and opened his eyes to look at Yue Zitong on the other bed.    

After Yue Zitong came back, she laid on the bed without taking a bath and covered her head with a blanket.    

The hotel was halfway up the hill, two-thirds of Tarzan's height.    

During the day, the temperature of the night was quite low.    

It was now summer, and tourists were wearing short-sleeved shirts during the day, so it was still hot that their tongues were sticking out.    

At night, especially after midnight, the night wind could take away the day's temperature. It was so cold that when sleeping at night, one had to cover themselves with a blanket.    

Of course, even the lowest temperatures of the night could not compare with the cold of winter.    

Therefore, when Yue Zitong was sleeping, her legs were exposed.    

Yue Zitong had many problems when she went to bed at night.    

He would lie down on his back when he fell asleep, salivating with his mouth half open, gnashing his teeth in the middle of the night, and so on.    

There had to be a small night-light in the room, one of her many problems.    

It wasn't really a problem, but a sign of insecurity.    

Under the gentle glow of the night light, Lee Nanfang looked over.    

Immediately, Lee Nanfang threw those annoying secrets out the window for the time being.    

It is said that men are creatures that think with their lower body.    

Lee Nanfang felt that what he said was wrong.    

At least, not entirely.    

It should be said that sometimes a man thinks with his head, and sometimes he thinks with his lower body.    

When thinking with one's brain, there was no reaction from the lower half of the body.    

Similarly, when a man uses his lower body to think, his brain stops working.    

"Men are amazing. They can think about things in two places. I like being a man. I want to be a man in my next life. "    

Feeling proud of being a man, Lee Nanfang lifted the quilt and lifted the bed under his feet.    

A man who didn't bully a fragrant beauty but was secretly branding pancakes on the bed was simply a fool.    

Although the price of this hotel was very deceitful, as the cost of such a small and dilapidated house was more expensive than the presidential suite in a downtown hotel, Lee Nanfang would forgive his boss generously if he thought about the location and location of this hotel.    

What's more, there was a cheap carpet on the floor.    

No matter how cheap the carpet was, it was still a carpet, so it was very convenient to roll around on it.    

Yue Zitong definitely wasn't asleep either, even though she was snoring softly.    

Any beautiful woman, when alone with a man, would not fall asleep unless they did that sort of thing.    

She was clearly not asleep, but she was pretending to be asleep, which only showed that she was a girl.    

So it was like that!    

When Lee Nanfang lightly scratched her foot a few times with his little finger, like a dying white snake that wanted to give a fatal blow, his delicate foot suddenly kicked towards Lee Nanfang's face.    

His movements were light, overbearing, and unstoppable.    

Luckily, it was Lee Nanfang. As he laughed complacently, Lee Nanfang waved his hand and grabbed the foot once again.    

Next, Yue Zitong's other leg flew over towards Nie Tian.    

Lee Nanfang waved again — and then he was out of sight.    

Yue Zitong threw the blanket over her.    

It suddenly covered his head.    

Before he could lift up the blanket, his aunt pounced on him like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey and threw him to the ground.    

Next, Wu Erlang who had turned into Jingyang Gang rode on top of his body, brandishing his small fist and struck down on his face.    

How much pain could she hurt under that blanket?    

Lee Nanfang didn't mind at all.    

"Hmph! Scram, scram!"    

Yue Zitong, who was playing the role of Wu Erlang, immediately shouted angrily and reached out to grab that hand.    

Lee Nanfang took the opportunity to crawl out from under the blanket and push her down. He chuckled and said, "Darling, you're really pitiful. Just let me handle this tonight."