Strongest Guard

There were hundreds of people walking in front of her, but she kept staring at the wall of the corridor.    

She didn't mind the fact that she was sitting on her knees in the corridor, her back against the wall. It didn't match her status at all.    

Not sad, not happy, calm and composed.    

He was like a monk who suddenly realized the meaning of life after entering a meditative state.    

Lee Nanfang walked over and imitated her. Leaning against the wall, he slowly slipped to the ground. After a light cough, he took out a cigarette, lit it up and handed it over.    

Since he had misunderstood his aunt, he should use such an obviously fawning action to acknowledge his mistake.    

If a man is wrong, he will correct it. There is no point in being kind.    

However, Yue Zitong continued to ignore him, as if she didn't even have a breath left. She just sat there, dumbfounded.    

Lee Nanfang slowly put the cigarette butt under her nose.    

The smoke rose in spirals. Not only would it make people feel choked, but it would also make their eyes hurt.    

No matter how hard Yue Zitong tried to stay calm, she couldn't stand the cigarette smoke anymore. She sighed helplessly, closed her eyes, and said lightly, "Are you satisfied now?"    

"Not bad."    

Seeing that she wasn't interested in smoking, Lee Nanfang put the cigarette in his mouth and said lazily, "I just wanted to find out the truth. Although my methods were a bit too extreme, they were the most effective. "    

Yue Zitong opened her eyes and looked at him. "So what if we find out the truth?"    

"How is it?"    

Lee Nanfang was stunned for a moment. He spread out his hands and shrugged, pretending to be someone else. "You saw it all? Everyone is very happy." Feng Dashao has already sworn to me that he will never dare to have any ideas about you again. As for me, I obtained the title of hero from this. I may be a person, but I've always been indifferent to fame and fortune, and I don't care about false reputations. But to be a hero worshipped by the populace — well, I haven't finished my sentence, so why did you leave? "    

Seeing that Yue Zitong turned around and left without saying a word, Lee Nanfang quickly followed her.    

He reached for her arm, but she shook him off.    

Pull again, throw again.    

He pulled again, and threw again!    

Lee Nanfang was annoyed. He took a few steps forward and used his hand to push her against the wall.    

"Get out of the way."    

His aunt's phoenix eyes were wide open as she lightly scolded with an awe-inspiring and inviolable appearance.    

"Yue Zitong, are you sick?"    

Lee Nanfang, of course, wouldn't move away. He suddenly stretched his head forward and touched her forehead with his forehead: "Do you still think that it's painful for me to do this to Feng Yuntine?"    

"Yes, I just feel sorry for him. I feel sorry for him!"    

Yue Zitong flew into a rage. With a flushed face, she grabbed his collar with both of her hands and pushed her right knee against his crotch.    

This was clearly the tempo of turning Little Nephew into a eunuch.    

However, Lee Nanfang expressed that he had no interest in being a eunuch. When he purposely said those words that made her angry, he already guessed what she was going to do next.    

With a cold snort, Lee Nanfang took the lead and placed his foot on her calf bone. When she was forced to lower her leg, he took advantage of the situation and bent his leg forward — letting her ride on his knee.    

This action was very ambiguous.    

Even though the two of them had a very close relationship and often made a move when cohabiting, Yue Zitong still blushed when she was startled and subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck to maintain her balance. She raised her hand and sent a Nine Yin White Bone Claw at his face.    

Boss Lee relied on his face to get his sister, so of course he wasn't willing to be disfigured by her. He immediately lowered his head and jumped into her arms.    

"Let go of me, you scum!"    

Yue Zitong grabbed his hair and was about to pull a handful of hair out of his face when she felt a sharp pain in her left chest.    

Yue Zitong screamed as she reached out her hand to smash his head.    

Lee Nanfang didn't mind that she was beating his head and back like she was beating a drum. He just hugged her waist.    

Caught off guard, Yue Zitong leaned back and instinctively put her arms around his neck.    

With a smack on her butt, Lee Nanfang walked down the stairs in big strides and sneered, "You're not afraid of losing face, so go ahead and cause a ruckus."    

"If you're capable, why are you shouting about molestation now?"    

"If it wasn't for the fact that I can't stop worrying about you, you idiot, I would have paid a price of over a hundred million and had to leave that paradise in Golden Triangle and run back to Qingshan to see how ugly you are being bullied by Helan Xiaoxin."    

"Do you think I'm the Eye of Insight? Can you see that the person dressed in Altman's uniform is Helan Xiaoxin?"    

"If I don't get angry when I see you fooling around with other men, am I still a man?"    

"Didn't I just give you two light slaps after seeing your ugly self being toyed with?"    

"At that time, explain to me, that was Helan Xiaoxin. Will you die?"    

"After I found out that Altman was her, I made you a table full of delicious apologies. How could you jump onto Feng Yuntine's car so casually?"    

"When you rolled home that night, with your clothes in disarray and your condom in your hands, could you convince me that you were innocent?"    

"Do you dare to promise laozi that if it wasn't for Feng Yuntine's sudden illness, you would never have slept with him?"    

"Do you really think that your father didn't know that you were acting that way just to steal my black silk technology?"    

"Do you know why I was served by that foreign girl? Because I found out that even you don't share my heart anymore. Who else can I trust? How can I make Nanfang's black silk into something strong? What else can I do other than start thinking about going abroad to build a factory? "    

"Do you know that not only did I not hesitate to offer myself to win over Croft, I even gave her 5% of the shares?"    

"But what about you? After discovering our appearance, you actually wanted to kill her without a care for anything else. Then wouldn't laozi's efforts have been in vain? "    

"Asked where you were, and you said you were going to Min Rou's. F * ck, do you know? When you answered my phone, I was hiding in the bathroom on that floor and I saw you talking on the phone in the corridor outside. "    

"Since you kept on saying that, what do you mean by 'nothing' with Feng Dashao? Why are you lying to me?"    

"Isn't this the guilty conscience of a thief? Do you still blame me for getting angry? "    

"Say something!"    

"Are you dumb?"    

"Aren't you very arrogant? Are you that great?"    

"Why aren't you talking? Speak up! "    

When Lee Nanfang was carrying Yue Zitong down the stairs, he would ask a question every few steps, giving her a hard slap on the butt.    

In the beginning, Yue Zitong was still very angry and brave to fight against the forces of evil.    

But soon, she realized that she had no more strength left in her body. She could only hug Scumbag Lee's neck tightly with both of her hands. Her face was hot to the point of burning as she laid on his shoulder, not daring to raise it again.    

The hateful thing was, she had already given in. Scumbag Lee's strength was getting stronger and stronger against her.    

And it was getting more and more painful.    

In the end, he couldn't help but shiver violently as he let out a soft cry.    

It was just that the sound was very much like the sound of a spring cat in the ears of the doctors, nurses and patients.    

"Now, I realized that you've grown a beautiful torso for nothing, but you don't have that much brains -- Dean Lv, let's chat later. Let me first teach this girl that doesn't know how high the sky and how deep the earth is. But it pisses me off. "    

"Uncle Liang, don't worry. I will definitely visit your house the day after tomorrow."    

"Director, when you are free, I will ask you who came up with this rotten idea to make so many people shout out that my wife is not sleeping with someone."    

"Are you reporters from Qingshan Television Station's News Channel? Welcome to interview me. I saw it from my phone. That host named Ye seems to be very professional. Hey, hey, don't go. I took the initiative to give you all an interview.    

"Officer Bai, can you bring those reporters back?"    

Yue Zitong, who was lying on Lee Nanfang's shoulder, heard him greet many people and even took the initiative to give an interview. She really wanted to bite off her tongue and die rather than lose face again.    

Seeing Lee Nanfang do this, carrying Yue Zitong from the 17th floor, they walked to the first floor and out of the hall, chatting happily as if there was no one around. Finally, Lee Nanfang walked to a car and threw the woman in his arms into the car as if he was throwing a sack. He clapped his hands and jumped into the car.    

Then, a thought appeared in their minds, "This person's skin is too thick."    

At the same time, everyone who worked in the police system understood one thing: "Captain Bai, there's no hope."    

Lee Nanfang's attitude of hugging Yue Zitong, cursing her and even greeting others proved that their relationship was deeper than the sea and the mountains.    

Especially at that time, but hundreds of people were shouting at the same time, "Lee Nanfang, your wife didn't sleep with anyone."    

This made more people realize that Lee Nanfang's wife was Yue Zitong.    

If Bai Linger had to chase after him, the result would most likely be — to lose money and to lose soldiers.    

Looking at Lili who was looking in the direction of the gate, the bureau chief felt his heart ache as if he had lost his soul. He walked over and patted her shoulder and said in a low voice, "Linger, don't take that bastard too seriously. There are more than ten million outstanding men in this world, there's no need for us to hang ourselves on a tree. "    

"Hmph, it's even a crooked tree."    

Bai Linger snorted coldly with a disdainful look on her face. She raised her head 45 degrees, showing off her heroic demeanor as an unruly policewoman.    

"Yes, it's a useless tilted tree!"    

The director was overjoyed and patted her on the shoulder again. "I'm relieved that you can think this way — Hey, hey, why are you crying? It's all my fault. I hit you too hard on the shoulder and hurt you. When I was young, I practiced Iron Palm. "Lao Ma, Lao Ma, quickly bring the two of them over and help Linger recuperate in the station."    

When the bureau chief was shouting at Lao Ma, Bai Linger suddenly reached out and hugged him.    

The Tiny Skull pressed itself against the chest of the Director, and closed her eyes for a moment, then softly said: "Thank you."    

"You're being polite with me? "Hah, Linger, I treat you as my daughter. Why are you being so courteous to me?"    

Bai Linger's soft words of thanks had surprisingly caused the directors, who had seen countless storms, to be at a loss of what to do.    

"I want to leave Qingshan."    

"Where do you want to go? "Tell me!"    

"As long as I don't see him again."    

"No problem, a piece of cake."    

The bureau chief raised his hand and snapped his fingers as he answered boldly.    

Lee Nanfang carried Yue Zitong and left. Bai Linger sat in a private car and left as well.    

The two of them had forgotten one thing. One person.    

They should take care of people.    

However, he had left one after the other, completely forgetting about the existence of this person.    

Only Yang Xiao was left standing by himself at the window, looking down proudly.    

The setting sun shone upon her silky hair, and a faint silver hue suffused it.