Strongest Guard

In the past, no matter what day of the week it was, whenever she was at home, Yue Zitong would always run five kilometers in the morning when the sun just appeared.    

This morning, the sun had already risen, but she still hadn't come out of her room.    

Helan Xiaoxin was lazily sitting on the sofa, wearing a linen housedress. She was holding a remote control and constantly changing TV shows. From time to time, she would raise her hand to cover her mouth and yawn.    

Ding dong. The doorbell rang from the speaker behind the living room door.    

Helan Xiaoxin raised her head and looked out the window. She saw a small black business car parked in front of the villa's gate. A young man wearing a red suit was waving at her.    

Ever since Lee Nanfang left, there had been no more fires in Yue Family's Villa's kitchen.    

At most, they could just boil some hot water and have a big bowl of noodles.    

If they didn't want to make instant noodles, they would order takeout.    

Whether it was instant noodles or takeout, the two of them weren't sitting together. One of them was at the dining table in the dining room, while the other was at the table in the living room.    

It was entirely a stranger who didn't talk to anyone.    

However, whenever night fell, they would sleep in the same bedroom.    

According to the villa area's security guard, Lao LIU, when he was chasing a stray dog that carried away his shoes the night before, in a rush, he broke the security regulations and went into a small private courtyard behind Yue Family's Villa, and accidentally heard a woman's scream from an open window on the second floor.    

Lao LIU, who had a pair of children, had been around for a long time. Of course, he could hear the singing voices of women in the middle of the night.    

The plaintiff had said that the owner of the villa was a man or a woman who ate in the middle of the night. It was normal for him to do that sort of thing, as if it was a meal. There was nothing strange about it.    

But it was indeed very strange — Lao LIU and the others all knew that there were no men in Yue Family's Villa, only two extremely beautiful women.    

However, from the bedroom of the villa where the two women were staying came that kind of shout. It couldn't help but cause people to let their imaginations run wild.    

Sigh, such a beautiful woman, why does she not like men, yet still have to play the trick of pretending to be a phoenix?    

When Lao LIU saw the woman in the linen robe walking out to get the box of rice, a sexy scene immediately popped up in his mind. He shook his head repeatedly, slapped the back of his companion's head and scolded him in a low voice, "Don't look around, let's go. That kind of woman, is she someone that you can drool at? "    

Lao LIU's companion was a young man in his early twenties. He was called Xiaoming, and was Lao LIU's nephew. He came to Qingshan last month to work as a security guard with him.    

Xiaoming swallowed his saliva as he reluctantly followed Lao LIU and walked away.    

As they walked, they would turn around to tidy up the uniform set up by the security guards.    

Just like how a male peacock likes to spread his tail when he sees a female peacock, a hot-blooded young man would always do the same thing when he sees a beauty, hoping to attract her attention.    

As if she knew what Xiaoming was thinking, the beauty that picked up the food box actually looked over.    

They looked at each other, and the beauty gave him a gentle smile.    

Xiaoming's soul immediately flew away.    

There was only one voice shouting, and she smiled at me, she smiled at me!    

Beep! Beep!    

Just as Xiaoming, Xinn'er, and Hun'er were jumping non-stop, an ear-piercing car horn sounded.    

Seeing his nephew walking straight towards the car, Lao LIU panicked. He quickly grabbed his arm and pulled him to the side of the road. He cursed loudly: "Damn it, you rascal, are you tired of living?"    

Whoosh!    

Three large black SUVs whistled past Xiaoming along with a chilly wind.    

"Holy shit, where did this car come from? "So unreasonable, driving so fast in the villa complex."    

Xiaoming, who was drenched in cold sweat due to fright, woke up. He couldn't even think about his beautiful sister's charming smile anymore as he forcefully spat towards the car.    

When Helan Xiaoxin walked into the living room with the food in her hands, the door creaked open on the second floor.    

She looked up and saw Yue Zitong walking out of her room.    

Her hair was in a mess, her clothes were in disarray, and her white robe was loose on her body. On her shoulder, there were two obvious teeth marks.    

That was last night, Helan Xiaoxin had given it to her to bite.    

She also didn't get any advantage. There were a few teeth marks on her shoulder as well, and they were even more vicious than the ones on Yue Zitong's shoulder. Blood was already flowing from them.    

But she didn't care.    

She had only one sense of accomplishment.    

With Number One as a threat, Yue Zitong gradually fell in love with the kind of game women play after a period of training.    

Every night, without Helan Xiaoxin saying anything, Yue Zitong would go to her room.    

People often say that it is very difficult for a person to learn well, but bad students can come out in a single night.    

Yue Zitong's performance over the past few days had strongly proven this point.    

Deep within, unable to extricate himself.    

Yue Zitong walked out barefoot. She didn't even look at Helan Xiaoxin as she silently walked back to her room.    

After closing the door, she quickly took off her robe and threw it on the floor. She rushed into the bathroom and turned on the cold shower.    

After the cold water splashed onto her body, it made her stand up abruptly with a layer of pink lumps on her body.    

Picking up the soap, she rubbed it all over her body and washed it with all her might.    

Actually, hers was very clean. When she went to Helan Xiaoxin's room last night, she had just taken a hot bath.    

No matter how he was scrubbed, there was no dirt.    

Yue Zitong also knew that her body was very clean. What was truly dirty was her already fallen soul.    

The soul was not clear water. The soap could wash away the soul.    

But she was still washing like crazy, like she used to do in the mornings, almost breaking the skin.    

"You're already black, you can't wash white anymore."    

Helan Xiaoxin's lazy voice suddenly came from the entrance of the washroom.    

Yue Zitong froze. She turned her head around and glared fiercely at the woman leaning on the doorframe. She spat out a few words through her teeth, "Who allowed you to come to my room. Scram."    

Without Yue Zitong's permission, Helan Xiaoxin was not allowed to come to her room.    

This was her only condition after she was forced to submit to Sister Xin's power.    

Her bedroom was regarded by her as the last sacred land where evil women were not allowed to enter.    

After being scolded, Helan Xiaoxin did not get angry. She reached out her hand to stroke a strand of hair on her shoulder and lazily said, "Someone is looking for me down there." The people from the insurance company seem to have entrusted some valuable things to you from abroad.    

"I said, get lost."    

Yue Zitong's right hand, which was holding the soap, was bursting with faint green veins on the back of her hand.    

This was the sign that he was going to smash the soap on Helan Xiaoxin's face.    

Sister Xin didn't want to be smashed into a black eye. She snorted resentfully, turned around, and walked away.    

Helan Xiaoxin's appearance completely disturbed Yue Zitong's routine rhythm of "atonement".    

She didn't feel like this woman was lying to her.    

So who would entrust her with anything from abroad?    

Yue Zitong did not have any close friends abroad — Lee Nanfang!    

Suddenly, Yue Zitong Xinn'er jumped and thought of Lee Nanfang.    

Lee Nanfang, who foolishly took the initiative to be Helan Xiaoxin's scapegoat, was currently in Golden Triangle.    

The Golden Triangle is a foreign country.    

Thinking that it might have something to do with Lee Nanfang, Yue Zitong no longer cared about taking a bath. She turned off the shower and wiped herself with the towel a few times before running out.    

Helan Xiaoxin was right.    

Three big black SUVs were parked in the yard. There were a total of seven to eight sturdy men in black suits surrounding a middle-aged man like stars surrounding the moon.    

The man looked to be in his early forties. He had a thirty to seventy percent hairstyle, and his comb was glossy and shiny. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a silver-colored suit, and a White Shirt in a blue tie.    

The man held a white deposit box in his hand and tightly gripped the handle of the box with both of his hands. He didn't feel the slightest bit of carelessness just because he was protected by so many people.    

From his 8% serious and 2% nervous expression, Helan Xiaoxin could tell that the things in the box were very valuable.    

Or rather, very important.    

Seated on the sofa in the living room, Sister Xin opened the box of food and started to eat, smiling disdainfully.    

In her eyes, there was nothing of value.    

A hundred million was not that much?    

It must be a lot.    

However, the day before yesterday, Sister Xin wrote out a cheque for 100 million in big strokes and gave it to Dong Jun, asking him to be responsible for advertising Nanfang's stockings without batting an eyelid.    

Could the items in a man's box be worth a hundred million?    

A bunch of country bumpkins who had never seen the world.    

Sister Xin thought to herself as she picked up a piece of tomato with her chopsticks and elegantly placed it in her mouth.    

Just now, she invited these people into the room. Who knew that the middle-aged man said politely that he would wait for Director Yue in the yard.    

Then you guys just wait in the yard, standing there stupidly like wooden stakes.    

Chewing on the average taste of the tomatoes, Helan Xiaoxin thought again, "Who was the one that entrusted Yue Zitong with the shipment from overseas? I've never heard of anyone other than the boss of the Blue Flag, Zorro, who was scammed by her."    

Tap, tap, tap. The hurried footsteps interrupted Helan Xiaoxin's thoughts.    

"Yo, in such a short period of time, I'm done with my makeup." She even changed into a dress and small leather shoes, as if she was in a hurry to see her lover. "    

Out of the corner of her eye, Helan Xiaoxin glanced at Yue Zitong, who was quickly walking down the stairs. Her lips curled up in disdain, but just as she was about to pick up another dish, her hand froze in midair.    

Lover?    

No, not a lover.    

It was his fiancé.    

Wasn't her fiancé, this lady's scapegoat, Lee Nanfang, abroad?    

The poor kid wouldn't be able to come back for the rest of his life, but he could still entrust the insurance company to deliver something to Yue Zitong.    

Thinking that the appearance of these people was probably due to Lee Nanfang's entrustment, Helan Xiaoxin's calm heart was thrown into chaos for some reason.    

He threw away his chopsticks, stood up and followed Yue Zitong out of the living room.    

In the yard, seven or eight middle-aged men in black suits immediately gave a wink to their companions when they saw Yue Zitong walk out of the living room.    

That person immediately picked up his phone and placed it in front of him.    

On the screen of his phone, there was a picture of a beauty. It was Yue Zitong.    

After confirming that the newcomer was right, the middle-aged man smiled faintly. The bodyguards that surrounded him immediately spread out and stood behind him in a straight line, with their hands behind their backs, their legs spread apart, their heads held high and their chests held high.    

"You must be Kaihuang Group's Director Yue, Lady Yue Zitong?"    

The middle-aged man held the box in his left hand and walked over with a smile on his right hand.    

"Yes, I'm Yue Zitong."    

"Director Yue, I'm the general manager of Kang Tian Insurance Company in China. Feng Zishan, you can just call me Little Feng."    

Feng Zishan, who was at least 18 years older than Yue Zitong, released her after giving her a light touch.    

"Li-Director Feng, hello."    

Yue Zitong only exchanged a few pleasantries before asking impatiently, "Did Lee Nanfang entrust you to find me?"