Strongest Guard

Holan Fusu didn't say anything to Helan Qunxing. After throwing down those words, he turned around and walked out of the small pavilion.    

"I will regret it? Heh heh, if I was scared by you. I'll regret it. "    

Helan Qunxing sneered and said loudly, "Fu Su, you can tell Yue Zitong these words and tell her not to marry me!"    

Holan Fusu didn't turn around, so he didn't say anything.    

However, Helan Qunxing chased after him and smiled, "Why aren't you talking? Is it clear that even if you say that, she won't believe you? Because you yourself are an untrustworthy person. He clearly loved her deeply, yet he chose to interact with other women. "Moreover, after throwing her off, he even took the initiative to put on a face of his own …"    

Holan Fusu suddenly turned around with killing intent in his eyes.    

Helan Qunxing was right.    

Even if Holan Fusu went to tell Yue Zitong all this, she wouldn't believe him.    

Taking a step back, even if he believed that Yue Zitong, who already set a date for their marriage, would change her marriage plan with Helan Qunxing?    

The marriage between big families was not a child's play.    

Ever since Yue Zitong had released the news that she was going to marry He Lan, the other Wealthy Class families had started to quickly analyze the gains and losses in this matter and come up with the best way to deal with them.    

Therefore, even though Yue Zitong had warned Holan Fusu in detail, she couldn't change anything.    

Moreover, when she had already become the Patriarch, she had already known what the result would be. It was very tragic.    

It was her job to "serve the Yue Clan until the end" before she died.    

Holan Fusu knew this was going to happen, but he still wasn't willing to see such a tragic result.    

Helan Qunxing shivered at the murderous look on Holan Fusu's face. After not daring to say another word, Holan Fusu slowly turned around and walked out of the park.    

No matter what, he had to make a final effort to "save" Yue Zitong.    

It was because of her that he had chased after her for six years.    

Seeing him, a flash of surprise appeared in the eyes of Chief Steward Zong Gaang of the Yue Clan. However, he quickly calmed down and welcomed him into his house with a smile.    

Coincidentally, Yue Zitong, who had been working for some time, had just opened the curtain and was about to walk around the yard. Seeing Holan Fusu, the time seemed to have frozen for a few seconds, causing her to keep raising the curtain.    

Holan Fusu was the same, staring at her without moving.    

Wu Tie coughed lightly, "Cough, Patriarch, Young Master Fusu is here to visit."    

"Let's go for a walk in the backyard." "My arms are sore."    

Only then did Yue Zitong break the silence and put down the curtain. She crossed the threshold and spoke plainly as she walked towards the moon gate that led to the backyard.    

"Thank you, Uncle Zong."    

Holan Fusu slightly nodded towards Zong Gaang, then looked at Qi Yue who was standing under the pomegranate tree in the sky well.    

Qi Yue was also looking at him.    

After their gazes met, her wooden gaze slightly fluctuated.    

Out of politeness, Holan Fusu also nodded and smiled at her as a form of greeting.    

However, Qi Yue ignored him and sat down at the stone table under the pomegranate tree.    

Since it was Holan Fusu, there was no need for Qi Yue to go to the backyard.    

This was an absolutely reliable person — otherwise, Yue Zitong would not have invited him to go to the backyard.    

When he passed by the mute eighth brother and saw that the bird cage was open, Holan Fusu was slightly surprised. He thought Yue Zitong, who had just fed the bird, forgot to close the door and was about to extend her hand to hear her say, "Don't close the door. If it's open, it won't fly away. "    

Holan Fusu walked over and asked, "Why?"    

"Maybe it knows that it has nowhere to go?"    

The meaning of Yue Zitong's words was too profound.    

Holan Fusu was unsure if she was talking about birds or herself.    

"You shouldn't have come."    

Yue Zitong tilted her head and looked at him. "If I let her know, she'll think too much."    

That "she" was naturally Lin Yiting.    

"It's fine, I will take the initiative to explain it to her."    

Holan Fusu shook his head and answered frankly.    

Yue Zitong sighed inwardly.    

Just like what she said earlier, Holan Fusu's words had a very deep meaning.    

He was telling Yue Zitong in a euphemistic manner, "I don't have any undesirable thoughts towards you anymore. That's why I'm taking the initiative to tell Yiting."    

Yue Zitong sighed inwardly. It wasn't that she clearly felt that she had already lost Brother Fusu — it was an instinct.    

Anyone else, upon seeing the man who had loved him dearly for so many years and had finally let go of them, would feel a faint sadness.    

However, it was only a light sadness.    

"What do you need me for?"    

"I saw Helan Qunxing. After you left with Yue Qingke, she went to a certain teahouse."    

Holan Fusu thought for a moment, then said, "I didn't deliberately follow them. I just happened to pass by and saw them —"    

Yue Zitong interrupted him. "Are you worried that the two of them are plotting something against me?"    

Holan Fusu nodded: "That should be the case."    

"Can you change?"    

Yue Zitong asked.    

Holan Fusu's gaze froze as he lowered his head and said softly, "The only one who can change is you."    

"Ever since grandfather took over the Yue Clan's power and seal, I no longer have any way of turning back. My life, my life, can only go according to someone else's plan. I, am powerless to resist. "Also, I can't resist."    

"Tongtong!"    

"According to the most basic rules, you should call me Patriarch Yue."    

"Tongtong!"    

"You don't understand what I'm saying?"    

Yue Zitong's face darkened as she said indifferently, "If that's the case, then please leave. The Yue Clan does not like people who do not follow the rules. "    

"Yes." "Yue, Patriarch Yue."    

Holan Fusu lowered his head and said with a bitter expression.    

"There are only two people who can call me Tongtong other than my direct relatives. One was alive. One is dead. "    

Yue Zitong raised her delicate hand and caught a flower branch that was sticking out of the wall. She said with a voice as soft as the evening wind, "The one who is alive is the one who is going to be married to me, He Lan. The one who died was naturally the poor, miserable Lee Nanfang. Fu Su, you're not. You may never have been one. "    

Holan Fusu's heart suddenly hurt.    

He really wanted to tell Yue Zitong that he was that person!    

However, when he tried to open his mouth, he felt as if he had been sewn with needle and thread.    

"But I still have to thank you. "No matter what, you are someone who genuinely cares about me."    

Yue Zitong let go of the flower and said, "I already understand why you came here. It's getting late, so it's time for you to go. "    

"Yue …"    

Holan Fusu still wanted to work harder and try to convince Yue Zitong to stop with the mission of the family and to end the last fifteen years of his life with death.    

He didn't know how many times Yue Zitong had interrupted him. "Can you leave Lin Yiting?"    

Holan Fusu was stunned, then his face revealed an expression of surprise.    

He thought that Yue Zitong's words were hinting at him: "As long as you leave Lin Yiting, I will listen to you and give up my so-called clan mission. For the two of us, we should find a beautiful place and go there leisurely. Wouldn't that be great? "    

He could give up on Lin Yiting!    

They could also give up on competing in the Patriarch of Yue Family s.    

He could even disappoint his sister.    

Just when Holan Fusu was about to nod vigorously, he realized that Yue Zitong's eyes were as clear as an ancient well, without any emotions.    

Only now did he understand the meaning of her question: "Since you can continue competing for the Patriarch's seat in Helan Family so that your sister won't be hurt, then accept Lin Yiting once more. "In that case, I can willingly become a puppet based on my clan's mission."    

"I-I'm leaving."    

After understanding the meaning behind Yue Zitong's words, Holan Fusu acted as if he was hit by a stick. He pursed his lips, turned around and walked quickly towards the front yard.    

"Sigh. No wonder the He Lan witch said that no matter how strong you are, or how much you can bear all the humiliation. You are not even a real patriarch. A real Patriarch should be like me. Even if a man dies, I will squeeze out the last of his value. "    

After Holan Fusu's figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the front yard, Yue Zitong gave a self-deprecating laugh.    

She raised her head to look at the last breath on the west side, and her eyes became misty, as she muttered, "Actually, I am not the qualified Patriarch. As long as the heavens let you live, I would rather make my grandfather in the underworld angry, and I promise you that I will just leave and never be the master of this family again. "Unfortunately, you won't come back to life."    

Sometimes, it might be better for a person to die than to live.    

At the very least, the dead could not feel pain.    

Lee Nanfang had this clear feeling right now.    

He did not want to suffer.    

I really don't want to!    

Wasn't it Shabbi who was suffering for a woman who had no feelings for her, especially when there were many other women who had feelings for her?    

This logic was so simple, but he was unable to extricate himself from the pain and frustration.    

Seeing that he was not in a good condition, Graff suggested that Brother David accompany him on his rounds.    

There were many historical sites on the British Island.    

Forget about the symbolically significant Big Dumb Clock s, let's just talk about the Stonehenge.    

Almost everyone who had been to the Stonehenge would squat down and focus on studying it. Who had placed some of the big stones here, I couldn't figure out what was going on.    

When a person was focusing on something else, he would temporarily forget about some pain.    

The more they saw, the more the pain was diluted.    

Lee Nanfang appreciated Graff's good intentions.    

Right now, he was not in the mood to find out who had lined up the Stonehenge. He was just trying to figure out when Hamm, who kidnapped Avril, would receive the news.    

The long wait was an absolute torment for someone who was frustrated to the bone.    

Fortunately, her name was changed to Queen Hamm, the head of the trafficking organizations in the Medusa Dynasty. Seeing that she and Avril had been through thick and thin for over half a year, she finally sent a courteous notice to Mr. William, the head of the Yuping Group, on this beautiful afternoon.    

The notice was a copy of the movie's information.    

In the file, Avril was sitting on a beautiful beach, looking in the direction of her hometown. Her dark blue eyes were filled with longing.    

Hamm, who had moved the base to Africa, was indeed arrogant enough to leave a detailed contact information in the notice.    

This is a provocation to the British side: "I am right here, if you have the ability to catch me.    

You don't dare?    

Alright, then obediently prepare the ransom.    

Since we're all fellow countrymen, I won't ask for too much from you guys. Just give me 200 million.    

It's pounds.    

You all can refuse to give it to me, just like how if I still can't collect the money after three days, I'll tear the tickets! "    

Two hundred million pounds was an astronomical figure for anyone.    

But to Yuping Group, who was ranked among the top five hundred in the world, it was not too much.    

The key point was, did they want to exchange 200 million for Avril?    

Fortunately, the William family didn't let Lee Nanfang down.    

They quickly agreed to Hamm's request.