Strongest Guard

The valiant looking woman stared at Boss Lee as if she had seen a ghost, staring blankly for a split-second before quickly regaining her calm.    

    

At this moment, if Lee Nanfang didn't have his pretentious eyes staring into the sky, he would have been able to capture the moment when the valiant lady was stunned.    

    

But he was acting cool.    

    

It was like squatting in a pit and then finding out that there was no toilet paper.    

    

"Right, right. My attitude earlier — cough."    

    

The valiant lady lightly coughed and explained, "My attitude wasn't good just now because someone stole my wheel."    

    

After hearing what she said, Boss Lee's anger lessened a little.    

    

Yes, anyone who had their wheels stolen would be in a bad mood, would misunderstand the good intentions of others and so on.    

    

"Mm, that's understandable. Fortunately, I am a man of great stature, and rarely do I lower myself to a woman's level. "    

    

Since the valiant girl had apologized, if Lee Nanfang didn't let go of her mistake, it would be detrimental to the dignity of men.    

    

The valiant lady gave a low grunt, then took out her phone and poked it with her finger.    

    

It seemed like he was using WeChat to contact his companions and tell them about the situation.    

    

Lee Nanfang obviously wouldn't lean his head over to see what the other person was talking about. He just put the car in gear, started it, and said, "Keep your money. As long as your luck is good, I still have to go to the Seven Stars Club. "    

    

The valiant lady still did not say anything, but obediently followed Lee Nanfang's instructions and kept the money.    

    

Therefore, Boss Lee felt that she wasn't that bad. There was still hope of being remodeled. At the very least, she should know her wrongs and change it, right?    

    

Along the way, the valiant lady did not say a word to him.    

    

This makes as long as you drive, you get used to Lee Nanfang blustering in all directions, feeling a little unnatural.    

    

Fortunately, the bus stop wasn't too far from Seven Stars Club's location. At 9: 45 AM, the bus stopped in the clubhouse's underground parking lot.    

    

"Thank you."    

    

The valiant lady opened the door and jumped out of the car. She was finally able to thank him like a normal person.    

    

No need to thank me.    

    

Or is this what I should do?    

    

Before Lee Nanfang could think of a response, the valiant lady had already turned around and walked towards the elevator.    

    

Lee Nanfang shook his head and didn't care.    

    

He waited for the valiant lady to enter the elevator before he got out of the car. He looked around, and then quickly walked towards the southeast corner.    

    

At the southeast corner of Seven Stars Club 'underground parking lot, there was a small elevator that went straight to the top floor. This was Hua Yeshen's personal elevator.    

    

In order to avoid being impersonal and take the elevator, a code was specifically set up on the elevator button.    

    

Beep, beep. The Elevator Door slowly opened up.    

    

"Phew, I'm coming." "Yue Zitong, are you ready to see me?"    

    

For some reason, when Lee Nanfang was about to step into the elevator, he suddenly thought of Yue Zitong.    

    

Yue Zitong, of course, wasn't prepared to see him.    

    

Because she didn't know he was still alive.    

    

At 9: 50, when the makeup artist was carefully smoothing out the last strand of messy hair for Yue Zitong, a light knock came from the door.    

    

Due to some reasons that she didn't want others to know, Yue Zitong couldn't wait for the groom's car like she would at a normal wedding. She had to bring her out from Yue Clan's home to the wedding venue, so before the sun had even risen in the morning, she had already arrived at Seven Stars Club.    

    

Zong Gaang had already reserved a luxurious private room in the clubhouse to serve as her embroidery building.    

    

Her pavilion was on the eighth floor.    

    

Her wedding was on the sixth floor.    

    

There were no private rooms on the sixth floor of the Seven Stars Club. There were only two big halls.    

    

Each hall was capable of accommodating thousands of people. This was especially used to host large-scale weddings.    

    

Besides the corridors, the walls between the two halls were all made of tempered glass.    

    

Thus, the two halls could look at each other through the glass. If he didn't want others to see, all he needed to do was to close the curtains.    

    

Yue Zitong ordered the east hall.    

    

It was just like how people said when buying houses, "I don't buy south, I don't buy east, I don't buy west". In the eyes of many, the east side of the East-rising Purple Qi was the honorable direction.    

    

Of course, the place used for Patriarch Yue's grand wedding had to be incomparably noble.    

    

Since Yue Zitong had already booked the east hall many days in advance, no matter how much the boss of the clubhouse had to pay attention to Hua Yeshen, who was opposing her like an invalid, he could only stay in the west hall.    

    

As early as three days ago, the two halls had already been decorated with lanterns and decorations.    

    

The two brides looked at each other, and the staff who were setting up the two halls occasionally glanced at each other through the glass, giving each other an unfriendly look.    

    

It was as if they were the bridegroom at this wedding.    

    

They were all competing in terms of beauty.    

    

It seemed that only this idiom could describe the scene of the wedding.    

    

They were both Chinese weddings, so red was the theme of the two great halls.    

    

Red flags, big red lanterns, big red arched doors, big red joy letters pasted on the glass. Even all the staff who had arranged the wedding ceremony wore red tunics and gowns.    

    

It was said that in order to curry favor with Director Hua, some employees of the clubhouse even changed their underwear to a festive red color.    

    

Some even dyed their hair red, making them look like a red-hair guy.    

    

However, Director Chenfu, who was responsible for the preparation of the wedding site, was very satisfied.    

    

Director Chenfu, the lady who was beaten up by Ye Xiaodao in the hospital.    

    

The past was like smoke, and one could not bear to look back.    

    

Of course, Director Chenfu wouldn't lose his yearning for a better life just because of that setback. He could only work harder to gain Director Hua's appreciation.    

    

His hard work did not disappoint those who were more considerate. Director Chenfu had finally received a generous reward, which was why he was appointed as the person in charge of the wedding venue.    

    

Compared to Director Chenfu, who was full of energy, Zong Gaang, who was in charge of the Yue Clan's work, was probably older.    

    

On the same day, at the same hour, in the same building, the two women were holding a wedding that neither of them knew of. It couldn't be said to be an ancient story, but it was definitely something rarely seen in a hundred years.    

    

Naturally, it would attract the close attention of the masses of the people. Generally, guests would arrive at the wedding site very early in the morning.    

    

In order to avoid unnecessary awkwardness, guests who came to see the ceremony walked into the hall. Not only was the elevator separated, but there was also a huge jade photo of the bride in front of the hall.    

    

In the huge picture of two people's height, two brides dressed in Chinese wedding dress and phoenix coronet, they were definitely a thousand and a hundred thousand beauties with a graceful demeanor. Just by looking at them, one would feel that these so-called beautiful celebrities were nothing more than countryside women in front of these two.    

    

This is not an artificially processed photograph.    

    

In fact, whether it was Yue Zitong or Hua Yeshen, both of them were super beauties.    

    

The only difference was that the skinnier Yue Zitong looked slim and graceful, like a pure snow lotus on a mountain.    

    

On the other hand, the well-built Hua Yeshen was lithe and graceful, and her beautiful eyes were filled with alluring charm.    

    

By 9: 30, the living room was already packed.    

    

There were also guests, relatives and friends of each family, as well as professional waiters.    

    

Just based on the number of people in the west hall alone, the number of people in the east hall was more than a third of the number in the east hall.    

    

But judging from the social status point of view - alas, Director Chenfu is a bit discouraged.    

    

There were quite a few people at the west hall, but most of them were clubhouse employees.    

    

The guests who came to Director Hua's wedding site were basically all the "No.2" people of the rich and powerful families in China.    

    

All the top figures of the Wealthy Classes had basically gone to the east hall.    

    

Director Chenfu was very depressed because of this, but there was nothing he could do about it.    

    

This was because she knew very well that if she was the Patriarch of a certain Wealthy Class, after encountering this sort of situation, she would also go through an extremely painful choice and ultimately decide to send her family's number one figure to the East Hall.    

    

After all, Yue Zitong was a Patriarch of Yue Family and also a marriage alliance with Helan Family.    

    

Only a fool, or someone with a whimsical mind, would send their family's number one figure to support Hua Yeshen.    

    

The old man behind Hua Yeshen had great influence, but he would never give up his life for the wedding and interfere with everyone's choice.    

    

Lin Family, Chen Family, Loong Family, Fang Family, Duan Family, Helan Family —    

    

Director Chenfu, who was standing at the door of the west hall, welcomed the guests with a smile. Every time someone walked out of the elevator, he would silently note down who they were in his heart in case he reported to Director Hua later.    

    

Director Chenfu did not know that while she was doing the job silently, Chief Steward Zong Gaang, who was standing opposite her, was also doing the same thing.    

    

When no one else came out of the elevator, Zong Gaang looked at his watch, nodded politely to Director Chenfu, and walked towards the stairs.    

    

After walking to the eighth floor, Zong Gaang couldn't help but tread lightly as he passed by the entrance of a room.    

    

Within this private room, there were more than ten people who came to congratulate Director Yue on his wedding.    

    

For example, the person who was going to get married, Chairman Liang, the second generation Patriarch of Lin Family, the one who was referred to as Second Generation Lin, and the one who was referred to as the first generation Patriarch of Loong Family, the one who was referred to as the Dragon Elder.    

    

The Wu brothers and Liang Mouchen and the other high generals of the Yue division were currently accompanying each other.    

    

After walking through the long corridor and arriving at the easternmost private room, Zong Gaang lightly knocked on the door.    

    

The door opened, and a few makeup artists walked out one after another with toolkits on their backs.    

    

After they came out, Zong Gaang walked in and casually closed the door.    

    

"Uncle Zong, is the auspicious time up?"    

    

Yue Zitong, who had a calm expression, looked at the outrageously beautiful bride in the mirror and asked indifferently.    

    

"Ten minutes."    

    

Zong Gaang looked at the room's door and started to report in a low voice.    

    

Even though he would see who was present when the young miss went to the wedding site later, he still reported simply, "Other than Dali, everything else that should have come, is here."    

    

When he said the words "who should be here", he slightly emphasized on his tone, which meant: "These people are all important figures of their respective Wealthy Classes."    

    

"Dali?"    

    

Yue Zitong's slender eyebrows twitched before relaxing. "Yeah, maybe they'll choose the west hall."    

    

"No reason."    

    

Zong Gaang shook his head: "Unless the Duan Family is deliberately blown up, this kind of result will not appear."    

    

Just as Yue Zitong was about to say something, the phone in Zong Gaang's pocket rang.    

    

Only when the representatives of the various Wealthy Classes appeared, the deputy who took over the job of greeting the guests, would call him.    

    

After Zong Gaang picked up the call, he frowned, and gave a light grunt. He put away the phone and said: "The Dali has arrived. It's Duan Xiang of the Four Phoenixes."    

    

"Duan Xiang?"    

    

Yue Zitong turned her head slowly and smiled coldly, "Looks like I wasn't mistaken. This time, the Dali was really going to burn a cold stove. But it's nothing. There's definitely a reason for them to do so. "    

    

"Perhaps, the Duan Family only sent Duan Xiang …"    

    

At this point, Zong Gaang heard a slightly hoarse magnetic voice come from the door of the suite, "It's definitely not like that. Duan Chuhuang will definitely come, but he chose Hua Yeshen. "