Strongest Guard

Watching Yang Xiao float away, Hu Mietang asked Qin Yuguan, who had his head lowered as he opened his pants and applied medicine to something.    

"Can I choose not to believe it?"    

Qin Yuguan looked up with a face full of satisfaction, as if he was finally let off the hook by his family of wolves.    

Hu Mietang smiled but didn't say anything.    

Qin Yuguan couldn't choose to not believe Yang Xiao, because he had no other way out.    

When Yang Xiao said that he would be the last eunuch in China in another ten minutes, Lao Qin was deeply touched.    

He knew better than anyone how badly injured he was.    

It was just like how, after applying the ointment on himself, he felt more comfortable than after battling with his pack of wolves and tigers for half a day.    

"It's true. Unfortunately, it cannot be copied. "    

Qin Yuguan held the bottle and looked at it for a moment. Then, he shook his head with a regretful expression and threw it to Hu Mietang.    

Hu Mietang stretched out his hand to catch it and asked in bewilderment, "Since the medicine is real and very useful, why don't you keep it? I don't remember you being so generous before. "    

"Ai, do you think that after I'm lucky enough to not become a eunuch, those eight women in my family will still let me out easily?"    

Qin Yuguan leaned against the wall and picked up a cigarette. He looked up and said, "Lao Hu, I really admire that you only have one Arena. In the next life, if God gave me so many women, I would definitely click them off myself. "    

Hu Mietang's face was full of disdain: "You can do it now too."    

"Not now. "Hai."    

Qin Laoqi sighed again, and looked towards the Seven Stars Club with a somewhat fleeting gaze, as he muttered: "Women, are sometimes Tarsal Maggots. Once you get wet with it, no matter how you try to dodge it, you won't be able to avoid it. "    

Hu Mietang suddenly said, "Yang Xiao, you also seem to be a woman."    

Qin Yuguan immediately asked: "Is she considered a normal woman?"    

"Whether she can be normal depends on that little bastard."    

Hu Mietang also lit up a cigarette. He raised his head and said, "I feel that this plan has a great probability of being feasible."    

Qin Yuguan asked, "Is it because she suddenly wants to assassinate Yue Zitong?"    

Hu Mietang shrugged and didn't say anything.    

He believed that Qin Laoqi, who knew women better than he did, should understand more than he did why Yang Xiao suddenly wanted to assassinate Yue Zitong.    

The reason why Yang Xiao had set his hand on Yue Zitong was because she suddenly realized that Yue Zitong held too much importance in Lee Nanfang's heart.    

Hua Yeshen, who was a woman with an alluring charisma, was completely obedient to him and still could not occupy Yue Zitong's place in his heart.    

This made Yang Xiao, who could be said to be a contradictory person, very uncomfortable, so he immediately took action to kill.    

As expected, Qin Yuguan quickly understood: "You mean, Yang Xiao unconsciously developed a hazy feeling for Little Rascal? "She only killed Yue Zitong because she was jealous."    

"Who knows. Perhaps, Yang Xiao had only killed Yue Zitong to help Hua Yeshen. But I still hope that one day, this little bastard will bring her to me and obediently call me second uncle. "Heh heh."    

As Hu Mietang spoke, the corner of his mouth hooked up into a cunning and proud smile.    

It was as if he had already seen the thing he wanted to see the most — the terrifying demon, like a helpless Small Yellow Flower that was being trampled by Lee Nanfang like a torrential storm.    

Lee Nanfang was awakened from his shock.    

In his muddled state, he actually had that kind of relationship with Yang Xiao.    

And it was the tough way he had used to deal with her on Yue Zitong's wedding night.    

He wanted to vomit.    

Because Yang Xiao was a man.    

No matter how handsome he was, he was still a man.    

As long as it was a man, Lee Nanfang, who had money for physical and mental health, how could he push him down like a woman in such a disgusting way?    

Was it because Yang Xiao had used a chopstick to assassinate Sister Yeshen?    

That's why he took out his best ability to punish Yang Xiao?    

Yang Xiao cried out like a woman in his dream.    

He was clearly in tears and in so much pain that he wished he was dead, yet he held him tightly and did not allow him to get up …    

Anyone who had such a disgusting dream would wake up in fright.    

"Scram!"    

Lee Nanfang shouted and sat up with cold sweat all over his forehead.    

"Nanfang, what happened to you?"    

The protective voice of his wife rang in his ears.    

Lee Nanfang opened his eyes and saw his wife holding a handkerchief to wipe his sweat.    

"I-I'm fine. Just had a disgusting, ah, not a bad dream. "    

After seeing his mistress, Lee Nanfang immediately remembered what happened to him before he fainted.    

Without waiting for a response, he grabbed his wife's arm and asked anxiously, "Mistress, how is Night God?"    

Before Mistress could say anything, the old man's voice came from the side, "Hmph, of course there's no hope."    

Just as the thunder was about to explode in Lee Nanfang's ears, his wife turned around and snapped: "What nonsense are you talking about?"    

The old man cared about his wife's reputation and hurriedly smiled coyly, "Heh, heh, that … I was just joking."    

"Is there anyone who would joke like that?" During the days you came to the clubhouse, the Night God treated you as if you were his biological father, so he came to show you respect, right? "    

"That's right, that's right. It's my fault, I deserve to die, I'm guilty. I … I shouldn't have cursed the Night God. I … I went out to pee. "    

Seeing that something was wrong, the old man immediately got up and pissed himself.    

"Don't listen to that old thing. The older you are, the less able you are to speak."    

Only then did his wife turn around and wipe Lee Nanfang's cold sweat off with a handkerchief. "Ye Shen is fine. But Dr. Chiang said she hasn't passed the dangerous period yet and needs to be sent to the hospital for close observation. Oh, yes, I think it's very nice to be silent about this child. "    

Most female elders had this weakness.    

They were against their husband's flirting with the outside world, but they wanted their son to have more luck.    

It would be best if he could marry all the beautiful and virtuous girls in the world back home.    

As for whether the youth from the other family would be single because of this, that was not something she could consider.    

Gentle and kind as a mistress, they were not immune to vulgarity.    

Her Nanfang had already hooked up with Loong Family's eldest daughter, Seven Stars Club's Director Hua, Helan Family's fox spirit — — She still felt that Dr. Chiang was a standard good wife and mother.    

"She's not bad to begin with."    

After Lee Nanfang was sure that Hua Yeshen didn't die on the spot, he finally let out a sigh of relief.    

Since modern medicine was so developed and Hua Yeshen was a martial artist, her physical fitness was exceptional, so after being rescued in time, she should be able to turn the situation around.    

Lee Nanfang touched the wound on the back of his head when he lifted the bed, causing him to grimace in pain.    

After being noticed by his wife, he started to grumble to Jinghong Ming again, saying that he was being too ruthless.    

It was purely to give her, Nanfang's, rhythm.    

"Don't go to the hospital yet."    

Seeing that Lee Nanfang was about to walk out of the room after getting off the bed and putting on his shoes, his wife quickly reminded him.    

"Isn't this the hospital?"    

Lee Nanfang was stunned for a moment before realizing that they were in Hua Yeshen's room. Stars were twinkling in the sky outside the window.    

Jinghong Ming's bottle was indeed vicious. It actually made Lee Nanfang sleep from ten in the morning all the way to ten at night.    

He had to be ruthless.    

Jinghong Ming realized that something was wrong with Lee Nanfang's eyes. He could go berserk at any moment due to his extreme heartache for Hua Yeshen. Immediately, he used a heavy hand to knock him out.    

No matter how agitated anyone's mood was, they would feel better after falling asleep for a whole hour.    

"You won't be able to see her even if you go to the Intensive Care Unit to guard her tonight."    

His wife hesitated, then said in a low voice, "Besides, there is someone who wants to see you. She wants to talk to you in detail. She's been waiting down there since you passed out. Of course, if you don't want to see her, I'll go and talk to her.    

Lee Nanfang didn't need to ask to know who the person who wanted to see him was.    

Who else could it be other than his aunt, Yue Zitong?    

Halfway through his wife's words, he wanted to say that he would not see her.    

Hua Yeshen was still under observation in the emergency ward. Lee Nanfang didn't have any thoughts right now, so he decided to discuss who was in the right and who was in the wrong with Yue Zitong.    

However, just as he was about to open his mouth, he found that his wife had a troubled expression on her face.    

No matter what kind of misunderstanding had occurred between Lee Nanfang and Yue Zitong, no matter how big it was, deep in her heart, her wife still hoped that the two of them could get together.    

She raised a child herself.    

A child was the most promising little cousin of her family.    

Therefore, even if there was no other reason that she couldn't tell him for now, she sincerely hoped that they would be able to get together.    

As his wife was in a difficult situation, she could only agree to help her and talk to Lee Nanfang, whose heart was filled with Hua Yeshen, because she could not withstand her cousin's pleas.    

It was normal for Lee Nanfang to reject him immediately.    

After all, Yue Zitong was the culprit behind Hua Yeshen's near death.    

Mistress would not blame him.    

Lee Nanfang was clear that he didn't want to make things difficult for his wife.    

Over the past year, his wife, who had been indifferent for many years, had a few strands of white hair growing on her temples.    

She was eight hundred, but she was worried about Lee Nanfang.    

If Lee Nanfang did not satisfy his mistress' small request, then he would no longer have the face to say the word 'filial piety' to others in the future.    

"I'll go find her. Is she down in the lobby? "    

After hearing Lee Nanfang's words, a gratified smile immediately surfaced on her mistress' face. She nodded lightly and instructed, "Be calm and don't be impulsive."    

Without waiting for Lee Nanfang to say anything, she continued, "Although Zitong is the noble head of the Yue Clan, she is actually a girl one year younger than you. As a twenty-three-year-old girl, it was understandable for her to be a bit more willful. Cough. Of course, if she goes too far, you don't have to worry about my face. When it was time to fight, he would fight. If you want to curse, curse. "    

"I would not dare. No matter how young she was, or how domineering she was, she was still the head of the Yue Clan. If you want to take care of me, it's very easy. "    

Lee Nanfang blurted out those words before realizing that his words might cause his wife to worry.    

Mistress would not be worried.    

Being young and vigorous was a characteristic of young people. If Nanfang was as calm and steady as his husband, then he would be an old man.    

"Oh right, there's one more thing. He turned left after he left the door and went to the easternmost room. Perhaps, your mood will be a lot better. "    

Just as Lee Nanfang was about to close the door, his wife suddenly remembered something and told him so.    

Who's in this room?    

Why did his wife say that her mood would probably be a lot better after I came in to take a look?    

With this question in his mind, Lee Nanfang pushed open the door.    

The moment the door was pushed open, the fragrance of milk assaulted his nose.    

Before Lee Nanfang could see who was in the room, a woman's voice sounded, "Ah, who is it?"    

Before the woman's soft cry could fade away, the cry of a baby could be heard. "Wa, wa!"    

The baby had only cried twice when the crying suddenly stopped.    

Crying children have milk to eat.    

When children greedily inhaled, they usually did not bother to cry.    

Lee Nanfang didn't see who was carrying the child, but stared at the little bastard with sparkling eyes. After a long while, he asked softly, "What, what's his name?"