Strongest Guard

The three words' Red Sky 'were very suitable to be the name of a bar, but also very tacky.    

    

It was as if every city had a bar called Red Sky.    

    

"After eating and drinking to their heart's content, they would go to hell. Where are they waiting? "If you can't wait for that pitiful child, you, Aunt Wang, will take her to a blind date tomorrow."    

    

These two lines were thrown to Lee Nanfang by Jinghong Ming before he left.    

    

There were many meanings in these two short sentences.    

    

Chiang Morann may not go all over the world -- it's Lee Nanfang's fault.    

    

If she couldn't wait for Sister Morann, then it would mean that the fates between the two of them had come to an end and Mrs. Jinghong would arrange for her to go on a blind date tomorrow.    

    

This proved that Chiang Morann did not know that Lee Nanfang would be in the Red Sky Bar.    

    

Then, if she really doesn't come, Boss Lee can only watch as she pounces into someone else's embrace?    

    

"Sigh, that damned Overlord clause is really harming."    

    

Lee Nanfang sat in front of the clinic at the corner of the Red Sky Bar. He lowered his head and looked at the pocket on the sofa beside him.    

    

A few pockets were bought from a roadside fashion shop.    

    

The owner of that fashion shop was really black-hearted. He actually asked for thirty yuan from three paper pockets for Lee Nanfang. Luckily, he had a black card.    

    

If he were to return the messy clothes to Chiang Morann, Lee Nanfang would also feel embarrassed. After all, there seemed to be something left behind on the clothes.    

    

It was all Hua Yeshen's fault.    

    

After Yang Xiao left, the two of them would of course officially start the most important part of the wedding night.    

    

Before Lee Nanfang could take off her clothes, she was already trembling in excitement.    

    

Fortunately, the shoes that General Department had praised as the Four Great Legends' romantic love hadn't been stained, and after being wiped a few times with a wet towel by Lee Nanfang, they looked as if they were brand-new, as if they had just been bought from a shoe store.    

    

However, when Lee Nanfang sat here wiping his shoes with a wet towel, the bartender looked at him with obvious disdain.    

    

He knew that if others saw him constantly wiping his heels with a pair of women in front of everyone, they would definitely think he was a psychopath.    

    

As long as they didn't disturb him, it was none of Lee Nanfang's business.    

    

While cleaning his shoes, Lee Nanfang thought of a doubtful point.    

    

There were so many female employees in General Department, at least 300 of them were on duty last night, but why did Yang Xiao have to steal Chiang Morann?    

    

Jinghong Ming had made it very clear that after a certain White Shadow entered the General Department, it directly went to the surgical hall, stuck close to the outer wall, and crawled into the sixth floor's locker room like a gecko. It easily broke open Chiang Morann's closet, and stole her clothes.    

    

This meant that Yang Xiao was very familiar with Chiang Morann.    

    

Familiar with where she was changing.    

    

"How could that big devil be so familiar with Silence? Could it be that they've come into contact with each other before? "    

    

Just when Lee Nanfang looked at his pocket and thought of this doubtful point again, he heard a waiter's polite voice from the other side of the door: "Welcome ladies, please take a seat inside."    

    

Lee Nanfang looked up casually and saw two women walk into the bar looking left and right.    

    

Chiang Morann didn't want to come to the bar.    

    

The last time she came to the bar, it was a few years ago, when she and Lv Mingliang had just gotten married.    

    

It was normal for newlyweds to go to bars if their family wasn't good enough.    

    

Later on, Lv Mingliang became addicted to his career and devoted himself to his work. How could he have the heart to accompany her to a bar or a movie?    

    

Especially after Lee Nanfang's death, Chiang Morann had completely thrown the bar's occasion out of the window.    

    

She preferred to sit on the sofa with Aunt Wang after work at two o'clock every day. Each of them was holding a book, reading without saying a word and getting peace of mind from the book.    

    

If it weren't for Mrs. Jinghong's constant persuasion to come to the bar and relax, which was a way to ease her heart, Chiang Morann really didn't want to come to this place.    

    

Actually, the environment in the bar at this time of day was quite good.    

    

Most of the customers were people who were well-dressed. Of course, there were some with arms full of thorns. When they saw two beautiful girls, no, two Beautiful Woman's, their eyes immediately lit up and they started whispering to each other.    

    

Of course, Mrs. Jinghong couldn't be bothered to look directly at these hooligans.    

    

They'll be fine tonight.    

    

If anyone dared to prick Mrs. Jinghong, they believed that Mrs. Jinghong only needed a phone call to let them know what a specialized iron fist was!    

    

"The waiter said there would be a violin tonight after ten-thirty. In less than an hour, let's go sit over there. "    

    

After talking to the waiter for a while, Mrs. Jinghong raised her head and looked to the west. She pointed at the window with her chin.    

    

Chiang Morann still liked violins very much. She had already learned violin for more than five years before she went to college.    

    

Coming to a bar and listening to professional actors play the violin seemed to be a pretty good pleasure.    

    

"Actually, not all the bars are as mixed as you might think. This bar is pretty good, before, your uncle brought me here … "    

    

Just as Mrs. Jinghong finished her sentence, her cell phone in her bag rang.    

    

"My son called."    

    

Mrs. Jinghong looked at the caller ID and happily waved her phone. "I'll go out and chat with that brat first." It's been so long since you've returned home to see this old lady. This is truly outrageous. "    

    

No matter how serious or noble a woman was, she would quickly reveal her true nature as an ordinary mother after a call from her son, who hadn't come home in years. She was overjoyed.    

    

"Aunt Wang is a happy woman. "The Tenth Uncle loved her and doted on her to the point that there was no end to it. He even had a handsome son."    

    

Chiang Morann was happy for Aunt Wang when she thought of the "young Jack" she had seen in the family photos at Jinghong's house.    

    

Of course he was jealous.    

    

Seated on the window seat, Chiang Morann put down her small bag and casually glanced at the person sitting in the corner with his back facing her.    

    

It was a man with half a ponytail.    

    

In the eyes of the countryside, a man with a ponytail was simply an iron mark of "not working properly".    

    

Chiang Morann didn't like the idea of a man with a ponytail, but she wouldn't wear tinted glasses to look at a man like that.    

    

No matter how one dressed or wore a hairstyle, as long as one did not run away in public while feeling happy, no one had the right to criticize or criticize others.    

    

When she withdrew her gaze from the man, she suddenly froze.    

    

This was because she suddenly noticed that the back of the ponytail man was somewhat familiar.    

    

Like — that man.    

    

But immediately after, she laughed involuntarily and said in her heart: "How could it be Nanfang, it's just a person whose back is very similar to him. "Don't even mention that he is no longer in this world. Even if he is, he would not leave any traces behind."    

    

It was impolite to always stare at others, even from behind.    

    

Therefore, Chiang Morann couldn't help but laugh in secret. She turned around and casually ordered a cup of dark beer for the waiter.    

    

The seeds were about to be planted, and the weather was gradually getting hotter. At this time, it was not bad to have a cup of dark beer to slowly taste it.    

    

Soon, Chiang Morann's black beer was served.    

    

But it wasn't brought by a waiter.    

    

There was more than one glass on the tray, along with a colorful cocktail.    

    

"Dear lady, it is my pleasure to serve you. May I sit across from you, please? "    

    

Who said that the men who stabbed them were all hooligans?    

    

Who said that a hooligan couldn't be like a gentleman, speaking to beautiful women with the bearing of a gentleman?    

    

Who would dare to say-- This guy would slap him across the face and break his back teeth!    

    

Chiang Morann naturally wouldn't say such things if she was afraid that her molars would be broken. At most, she only frowned slightly and said softly, "I'm sorry, but my companion is calling me from the outside."    

    

She didn't say no, but the tactful rejection in her words was something even a fool could understand.    

    

"The lady?"    

    

The gentleman looked outside: "Don't worry. I'll leave as soon as she comes in."    

    

Since the gentleman with the thorny dragon said so and had to sit across from Dr. Chiang, what else could she say?    

    

The bar wasn't owned by her family, and the seats were for free. She had no right to refuse to allow anyone to sit opposite her.    

    

Chiang Morann had no choice but to ignore him. She reached out to grab the black beer she ordered and began to sip it.    

    

His calm and refined demeanor made him look down on the Dragon Gentleman.    

    

The reason why she was able to maintain such a good attitude was naturally because of Aunt Wang.    

    

If Gentleman Spiked Dragon dares to be disrespectful to Chiang Morann, heh heh — the consequences may not be too good.    

    

"May I ask what your name is, Madam?"    

    

Don't you usually play WeChat? Don't you know that WeChat is a popular word in WeChat circles?    

    

To say that there are three kinds of people is to say that they are detestable.    

    

One is charity for female celebrities.    

    

One was how a b * tch boasted that she was pure.    

    

One is a hooligan pretending to be a gentleman.    

    

Right now, the gentleman Thorny Dragon was pretending to be a gentleman. It would be weird if Chiang Morann was able to manage his finances.    

    

The expression on the face of the Thorny Dragon Gentleman changed, and he finally tore off the mask on his face, laughing coldly, "Young Wife, you look quite sexy and beautiful, but unfortunately, you are deaf. Didn't you hear me speak to you? Say it, what's your name? "    

    

Chiang Morann was taken aback by the loud banging sound as he said the last sentence. He suddenly squatted down and placed his wine cup on the table.    

    

Why did she tell the gentleman with the spiked dragon his name, just because he was a hooligan?    

    

He was still the kind of person who didn't know when to stop.    

    

Seeing that it was not easy for his mother to raise him, Sister Morann decided to be magnanimous and let him go. She picked up her small bag and got up to leave.    

    

She was going out to find Aunt Wang.    

    

He hoped that this hooligan wouldn't chase after him. If so, even if Chiang Morann didn't want to tell Mrs. Jinghong about this matter, he would be in for it.    

    

However, just as she stood up, her right wrist was grabbed by the dragon-piercing gentleman, and she laughed out loud: "Beautiful girl, since you have come all the way here, how can you not have fun? Brothers, come over here. Let's interact with the beauties. "    

    

"Understood."    

    

When the three companions of the Dragon Gentleman walked over with a smile and a smile, they stared at the customers that were looking their way with vicious eyes, "F * ck, what are you looking at? Look, do you believe that I won't dig out your eyeballs and use them as a glass bubble to stomp on? "    

    

"You, you let me go! I, I'm warning you, let me go now, don't bother me, I'll pretend like nothing happened. Otherwise, you'll be in for it. "    

    

Chiang Morann fiercely struggled as she gave a stern warning with full confidence.    

    

"Wow, I'm so scared."    

    

The gentleman with the spiked dragons immediately opened his mouth wide in shock. Spreading his arms, he looked at his companions. "Brothers, are you afraid?"    

    

"Of course I'm scared!"    

    

One of his companions laughed sinisterly, "I am most afraid of being warned by beauties. Brother, what do you think we should do? "    

    

"She might be joking with us --"    

    

At this point in his speech, the gentleman with the dragon tattoo heard a cold voice from behind him saying, "She is not joking with you."    

    

"F * ck, who are you?"    

    

The gentleman turned around and opened his mouth to ask this question, but his lower abdomen was in pain and his body flew backwards.    

    

As if he had been sent flying by a car, he crashed into the bodies of his two companions.