Strongest Guard

Men and women who didn't have ambitions wouldn't be able to achieve great things.    

In any case, Boss Lee had absolute confidence that when he appeared in front of Sui Yueyue on a rainbow cloud, she would immediately prostrate herself on the ground.    

So don't worry about her.    

All she needed to know was that she had a firm grasp of her Southern Region of Golden Triangle.    

On the other hand, Dongyang's Shangdao Yinghua's change surprised Lee Nanfang.    

Brother David knew that Shangdao Yinghua had been trained by Koyama Jiro to become a demoness, and this was all thanks to Alice.    

Any changes on Shangdao Yinghua's side, Gala who was sent by Lee Nanfang to Dongyang to assist her, would immediately send the news back to Southern Region of Golden Triangle.    

Knowing that she was like a vine, Alice had to unconditionally rely on Sui Yueyue. Thus, she simply acted as her personal secretary and took care of her daily duties.    

News from Dongyang was included in the daily duties.    

Brother David, who had a special relationship with Lee Nanfang, was Alice's old owner.    

Alice didn't dare to hide something from her old master.    

Sui Yueyue wouldn't be angry over this either.    

She would never offend David Bai before she became the queen of the opium poppy.    

Lee Nanfang was in a good mood when he heard that Shangdao Yinghua, who was as gentle as water, was actually willing to be nurtured into a bloodthirsty devil after his death.    

The woman who would turn into a pile of mud if she got into bed. She would only be able to protect herself if she was thoroughly reborn.    

"Min Rou escaped danger. On the ninth day after your 'death'. "    

After hearing Brother David say this news, the happy Lee Nanfang raised his cup and used the tea in place of wine, heavily clinking with Brother David.    

As long as Min Rou could escape, it didn't matter what kind of torture she had suffered while being kidnapped.    

Most importantly, Min Rou had been saved alive.    

Furthermore, Brother David had vowed that when Min Rou was auctioned off, she was still a virgin …    

Since he already knew Lee Nanfang had to put Yue Zitong at the back before he spoke, when Brother David mentioned her personally coming to save Min Rou, it was basically over.    

Along the way, including the fact that Suya Qier had not died, Brother David finally mentioned Yue Zitong again: "Brother Lee, I believe you never thought that your fiancée is now the youngest family head in all of China's Wealthy Classes."    

Lee Nanfang, who had just picked up his teacup to drink water, trembled when he heard this. The cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.    

Graff quickly stood up and waved for a maid to come over to clean it up.    

He personally poured another cup of tea for Jack and placed it in front of him. He said softly, "Nanfang, how could she be so shocked when she became the Yue Clan's Patriarch?"    

It was far more than just this shocking!    

The news of Yue Zitong becoming a Patriarch of Yue Family was no less than the thunderclap that rang in Lee Nanfang's ears.    

It was already impressive that he did not faint from the shock.    

"Shocked, this is too shocking."    

Lee Nanfang picked up the cup and took a sip. Under Graff's warning, he screamed and threw the cup away.    

This time, before Graff could say anything, the maid who was waiting for them in the distance rushed over to clean up.    

Lee Nanfang, whose mouth was burning hot and held a bucket of ice cream, listened to Brother David's Yin and Yang voice and explained in detail about Yue Zitong's British Island.    

Brother David and Brother David already knew what kind of concept the Wealthy Class in China was to ordinary people.    

But in the end, they were foreigners. Their understanding of the old Wealthy Class family head only existed on a superficial level.    

However, Lee Nanfang was clear about it.    

After all, his wife herself came from a wealthy family.    

Moreover, after he was bitten by the snakes while seeking his death under the eight hundred manger, his mother-in-law who was responsible for helping him recover as soon as possible couldn't just give him a massage without saying anything, right?    

What did he say?    

I can't say that as a son-in-law, why are you so mischievous — my mother-in-law is the type of woman who doesn't step out of the door after marriage, the mistress of both houses, and is at odds with the outside world. The only thing I can say is that the Wealthy Class families are scheming against each other and hurting each other.    

After Lee Nanfang listened for a long time, he will be a fool if he doesn't understand the rules of the Wealthy Class.    

Yue Zitong clearly had two powerful uncles, but before she died, Lao Yue passed on the position of the family head to her.    

What kind of peace was this?    

He was purely taking the fact that Yue Zitong had an intelligent appearance, but in reality, she was a silly and foolish person.    

And Lee Nanfang, who had the support of Jinghong Ming and other big bosses on his back, was the bullet of Yue Zitong's gun.    

If he just used Yue Zitong as a gun and used her strength to kick him on the side, it would be fine as long as he stayed there.    

The key point was that this spear did not end up well. It would definitely explain the ancient teachings of 'a rabbit dies and a dog is cooked' to the fullest extent.    

The reason for doing this was simple. It was because Yue Zitong knew too much of the core secrets.    

Furthermore, they couldn't guarantee that Yue Zitong would not take the initiative to step down after she finished shooting.    

Power was something even more addictive than drugs.    

Once he got used to wielding power, asking Yue Zitong to hand it over was something even more unacceptable than killing her a hundred times.    

But she had to have it — so that she could only be doomed to a miserable scene of her own demise.    

Without Little Nephew's support, how could Aunt Yue fight against the cunning old cunning foxes of the Yue Clan?    

Unknowingly, the image of a cute and foolish aunt appeared in Lee Nanfang's mind, as if he died with grievances. His heart suddenly felt like it was being stabbed by a knife, as he shouted loudly in the dark, "Old fool, you really did not know how to harm me.", then he scooped up another spoonful of ice cream and stuffed it into his mouth.    

"Hmph, they definitely didn't expect that I, Lao Lee, would be able to come back alive!"    

Lee Nanfang chewed on the ice cream hard while sneering in his heart, "Now that I'm back, I won't allow you to bully her like this."    

Was it really as the people said, that the husband and wife's heart were linked?    

Lee Nanfang's previous strong dissatisfaction with the fact that she dared to bully Dung Shixiong and the others immediately vanished into thin air when he thought about how the cute and foolish aunt had died and was unable to close her eyes in peace.    

All that was left was pride!    

He wanted to transform into an undefeatable War God, like a mountain. He wanted to firmly support his aunt in the sky.    

He wanted everyone who used his aunt as a gun to regret Lao Yue's foolish decision of agreeing to cheat even before he died!    

David spoke up. "The latest news is that on the 28th of this month, Patriarch Yue will have a grand wedding ceremony with your ashes in Beijing."    

I was going to dry my hair?    

Lee Nanfang's brain suddenly stopped working.    

Xinn'er could only look at Brother David's sexy mouth and say some words that Xinn'er would hurt after he listened to them.    

Although Brother David didn't understand the Patriarch of Yue Family's true meaning, but Brother David was very accurate in analyzing why Yue Zitong married a pile of ashes.    

All of Brother David's analysis concluded with a sentence: "Patriarch Yue, you have to squeeze out the last bit of your value."    

He could already figure it out. Lee Nanfang was smarter than him, what reason was there to not see Yue Zitong's evil intention of marrying her?    

Immediately, Lee Nanfang, who was heartbroken over the fact that his foolish aunt would die with everlasting grievance, felt that the only way for her to end up in the Yue Clan's hands was to die in the dark. It was definitely the most fair outcome.    

However, these were not the last straw that made Lee Nanfang go on a rampage.    

After Brother David said the latest news, Lee Nanfang directly threw the ice cream in his hand towards the wall.    

"Patriarch Yue will have another grand wedding ten days after her marriage to your 'ashes', which is also the tenth of June. I heard that the groom is someone from the Helan Family of the capital. "    

After hearing the latest news, if Lee Nanfang still didn't throw the ice cream out and stood up, he would grab the cloth and throw the plates, plates and so on all over the floor with a roar. How could he express his heartfelt anger?    

"Bullying.    

You are f * cking bullying me.    

"Yue Zitong, you and I are irreconcilable!"    

Lee Nanfang was such a calm person, yet he was angered to this extent. It was enough to prove that some of Yue Zitong's methods were indeed too excessive.    

If she was just married to Lee Nanfang's "ashes" and was a widow for a lifetime, Lee Nanfang would understand her difficulties after he had been angry and calmed down.    

After all, Lao Yue, who was tricked before he died, had the precious bloodline of the Yue Clan running through his veins. Even though he knew it was a fire pit, he still had to keep his eyes open and jump down.    

Sigh.    

People in the martial arts world couldn't help themselves, could they?    

But after marrying Lee Nanfang's "ashes", marrying someone from Helan Family again was simply too much of a bully.    

After squeezing out the last bit of Lee Nanfang's remaining value, he took the casket to the grave and happily went out with Brother Fusu.    

And he had to f * cking return the Helan Family of someone.    

Other than Holan Fusu, who else could be this person?    

It was just a pair of darned dog-lovers!    

Lee Nanfang had never thought that one day, when he really died, Yue Zitong would have to die together with him.    

After his death, he would also wholeheartedly wish that Yue Zitong would be able to find a husband like her, and that she would be able to love him until the end of her life.    

After all, the dead can't be revived. Those who die can die, but those who live have to continue living. Even idiots know this.    

But Yue Zitong shouldn't have squeezed out the last of his value before marrying someone in Heran.    

This was too despicable.    

Was bullying Lee Nanfang an orphan?    

Bullying Lao Xie and the others, no matter how dissatisfied they were with her doing this, was it because she wasn't Lee Nanfang's father, yet she couldn't even fart?    

Indeed, from a rational point of view, Yue Zitong was the son-in-law of Helan Family after her marriage to He Lan. Thus, when Yue Lincheng and the rest wanted to play the part of "a dead rabbit cooking dog", they would have to carefully consider her identity as Madam He Lan.    

This was a good move that Yue Zitong had taken to protect herself.    

Not only can it fulfill the heavy responsibility Lao Yue gave before he died, it can also return safely after the success.    

But, who among these people had considered Lee Nanfang's feelings before?    

Even if he was dead, the dead would still feel it!    

"Nanfang, calm down. You haven't recovered yet, don't be mad. "    

Graff instructed the maidservants to clean up the mess on the ground while consoling Lee Nanfang softly. She hoped that Lee Nanfang wouldn't be angry.    

Graff was right, Lee Nanfang's body was still too weak.    

After the outburst, he felt dizzy and staggered. Graff hurriedly helped him up.    

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I'm fine."    

When the sickly redness on his face gradually disappeared, Wu Junqiang smiled. Looking at Brother David who had a worried expression on his face, he asked, "Do you have any wine?"    

With his current condition, he still wanted to drink.    

This was pure suffering.