Strongest Guard

Yue Zitong picked up a tissue and gently wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.    

"I'm fine. "You …"    

Lee Nanfang said gloomily. He raised his head and looked at her, wanting to say something but then stopped.    

Boss Lee was sure that he wasn't the kind of slut who was happy when she was scolded.    

But why was it that when Yue Zitong spoke to him in such a polite manner, he felt awkward all over?    

He wanted to say, Can you stop being so pretentious when you talk to me again?    

The words came to his mouth, but he felt that it was not appropriate to say so.    

This was because the two of them had already separated. Since then, they had become the legendary "most familiar strangers". It was normal for them to talk to him like this.    

If she was the same as before, she would be full of scum whenever she talked to him, and that would be at odds with her identity as the head of the family.    

Yue Zitong could say that, but only to her lover.    

Was Lee Nanfang her lover?    

Used to be.    

Since Boss Lee was no longer her lover, there was no reason for her to talk to him like before.    

Yue Zitong didn't know — perhaps, she already knew that such an attitude would make Lee Nanfang feel that something wasn't right, so she purposely said that.    

Seeing that he wanted to say something but hesitated, he raised his eyebrows and asked softly, "What's wrong with me?"    

If Lee Nanfang says, can you not use this tone to talk to me in the future?    

If you won't let me talk to you in that tone, what tone do you want me to use?    

Lee Nanfang would definitely be like a big duck egg stuffed into his mouth and would be at a loss for words.    

Yue Zitong would lower her voice to a minimum, adjust the gentle knob to its most appropriate position, and continue. If you want me to talk to you in any tone, I'll talk to you in any tone. I promise I will listen to you, now, and in the future.    

Once she found the opportunity to say that, how could Lee Nanfang not understand her thoughts?    

She still loved Little Nephew.    

Love, is so deep, unable to extricate oneself.    

Without him, she would be unhappy all her life, and perhaps die of exhaustion early on.    

Anyone who hurt a beauty like Yue Zitong would be viewed as a life and death enemy by all men in the world.    

No matter how capable Lee Nanfang was, he wouldn't dare to make an enemy out of all the men in the world.    

In order to avoid becoming an "enemy to all", Lee Nanfang had to take effective measures.    

For example, he forgave his aunt for the mistakes she made. He would make up with her, break the mirror and reunite with her, and act out a moving love for the people of the world. It was a love that was not envious of the gods, but only like a fairy.    

For Yue Zitong to have such thoughts, or to say it in such a beautiful way, it was not something she had planned long ago.    

She wasn't as scheming as Helan Xiaoxin.    

It could only be said that there was a flash of inspiration at the scene and he took the opportunity to make use of it.    

Furthermore, the tears that she had shed just now were all real.    

Heaven and Earth could be seen.    

Hmm, it was just like she was waiting for Lee Nanfang to suggest "Don't talk to me like that anymore, okay".    

Lee Nanfang made a very pertinent suggestion: "You have a spinach leaf on the corner of your mouth. It looks funny. "    

F * ck off!    

Yue Zitong was stunned. She opened her mouth and was about to curse out.    

What's wrong with a spinach leaf on the corner of her mouth?    

This was a very normal thing.    

Do you have to say it in such a solemn manner?]    

It looked funny.    

Was it funny?    

Funny your head!    

Yue Zitong, who was filled with rage, was about to curse out when she suddenly realized that Lee Nanfang's eyes were filled with too much anticipation.    

Obviously, he was hoping she'd lose her temper.    

Lee Nanfang was familiar with Yue Zitong who lost her temper, was no longer polite to the point of being sentimental.    

Lee Nanfang had a lot of experience dealing with Yue Zitong, who was fickle and could lose her temper at any moment. He promised that he would immediately retort and make her angry. After that, he smacked the table and pointed outside the door in a happy mood, telling her to f * ck off.    

After that, he would be able to be at ease with Sister Yeshen and whisper to her, leaving behind his aunt who hated him for throwing a tantrum.    

They were both going to die, but this kind of death would not attract the sympathy of the majority of the men.    

After all, very few people liked a woman who had a pretty temperament but was actually full of obscenities.    

After realising that Lee Nanfang was actually so crafty, Yue Zitong secretly exclaimed in her heart. She rushed to show her charming little face in time to change to an embarrassed and ashamed look before she wiped off the spinach leaf on the corner of her mouth with a tissue. Her eyelashes drooped as she said in a low voice: "Sorry, I let you down."    

"It's fine, it's fine. I often do that at meals anyway."    

Lee Nanfang, who had a hint of disappointment in his eyes, raised his hand and looked at his wrist.    

His wrist was empty.    

Actually, Hua Yeshen had already prepared a limited edition watch for Lee Nanfang that was worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, just like Helan Xiaoxin.    

However, Lee Nanfang arrived a little late this morning and changed his clothes quickly. Plus, he didn't have the habit of wearing a watch so he didn't wear it.    

He clearly wasn't wearing a watch, but he raised his wrist, as if he wanted to see what time it was.    

Of course, this wasn't out of habit. She was using this action to remind Yue Zitong, "Don't think about using schemes and tricks to move me. Hurry up and get out of here."    

How could the astute Yue Zitong not understand Lee Nanfang's actions?    

If she wasn't Patriarch Yue, she could have torn off her face to act shamelessly. If she hadn't been Patriarch Yue, she could have completely ripped off her face to act shamelessly.    

But she was a rich family head with great status in China, how could she be like those ignorant village women. When abandoned by a man, they would ignore the dignity of a woman and act so shamelessly.    

She could only laugh bitterly in her heart. She bit her lips and stood up, "It's getting late. I'll leave first. You rest early too. "Tomorrow morning, I will go to the hospital to visit Director Hua."    

Lee Nanfang waved his hand: "No need. I don't think the Night God likes to see you. "    

"True."    

The corner of Yue Zitong's mouth twitched as she turned around and walked toward the door.    

She was finally gone.    

Was … was what I did really right?    

Looking at Yue Zitong's back as she slowly walked towards the door, Lee Nanfang suddenly felt an inexplicable melancholy in his heart.    

He knew very well that when Yue Zitong walked out of this door, just like when he had stepped into Duan Xiangning's house, their relationship, or rather, their fate, would change drastically.    

Suddenly, Lee Nanfang thought of a song.    

It was Zhou Huajian's "Actually Don't Want to Go". "Actually I don't want to go, but I want to stay, stay with you every spring, summer, autumn and winter. "You have to believe me. It won't be long before I want you to spend this life with me."    

Yue Zitong turned around and started humming the song in Lee Nanfang's heart.    

Girls for now.    

After all, the definition of a girl now included a woman who wasn't married yet, but was already aware of the taste of men.    

The girl suddenly stopped and turned around. She looked at Lee Nanfang, who had suddenly tensed up, and said in a low voice, "I'm going."    

Lee Nanfang raised his hand and waved it.    

His movements were cool and unrestrained.    

Ye Zichen signaled her to hurry up and leave, so that she wouldn't disturb This Boss, who was silently singing that song in his heart, didn't want to leave.    

"It's getting hot, so don't always turn on the air conditioner at night. It's best to open the window while the air conditioner is on. It won't get you cold. "    

"Thank you."    

Lee Nanfang thanked him sincerely, seeing that he truly cared for him.    

"Don't smoke too much in the future. Especially after you get up in the morning, don't smoke on an empty stomach. "    

"Got it."    

Lee Nanfang nodded and started filling the bottle.    

"And don't eat persimmon cakes while you're drinking. because alcohol can cause a chemical reaction with persimmon, and it can cause your stomach to -- "    

"Are you done yet!?"    

Lee Nanfang finally lost his patience. He placed the wine bottle on the table heavily, interrupting Yue Zitong's concern, "I'm so grown-up, how can I not know these things? I still need you to fake it, and remind me of what's going on! "    

"It's over, it's all over. I'm leaving now." In the future, I won't bother you anymore. You'll be very happy, very happy. "    

Yue Zitong wasn't as angry as she used to be after her heart was turned into a donkey's womb. While she was hesitating and trying to explain, large tears started to roll down her face. She was filled with boundless regret.    

Heaven can attest, she cried now, to handle Lee Nanfang's impatience with a submissive attitude, it was definitely not hypocritical.    

Instead, he spoke out with emotion.    

Lee Nanfang thought that she still hadn't given up and tried to use her feminine gentleness to turn his tough heart into wriggling fingers. He was annoyed as he knocked on the table with the wine bottle: "I know, I know, you go, you go!"    

What else could Yue Zitong say when they had already treated her like that?    

No matter how much a woman loves a man, she still has to keep some self-respect.    

Why does it have to do with God?    

What? He was secretly manipulating all of this? Was he the executive director of Li Yue and co., who was so conflicted that it made people's balls hurt?    

All right.    

The heavens said, if Yue Zitong abandoned her female pride, the key was her dignity as a Patriarch of Yue Family. When she was about to lose her true love, she would pounce on him like those useless women and kneel in front of Lee Nanfang and hug his legs, begging him not to chase her away, she would die without him.    

I believe Lee Nanfang will never be moved by this, he will only really hate her: "What the heck! Brother, you died once last year. "Go to hell, you capricious scumbag!"    

Therefore, no matter how much Yue Zitong wanted to pounce on him, it was best to push him down on the spot and achieve a good deed. However, she endured it in the end.    

After all, using a strong woman to obtain a person was easy, but to obtain his heart was extremely difficult.    

"I'm leaving."    

Yue Zitong forced a bitter smile as she quickened her pace towards the door.    

Seeing that she finally reached out to open the door, Lee Nanfang finally let out a sigh of relief.    

For some reason, he was now very afraid of Yue Zitong.    

Actually, he was worried that Yue Zitong would throw herself onto him shamelessly and push him onto the sofa.    

He wasn't sure at all that he could maintain his current indifferent attitude even after Yue Zitong had shown her true nature as a little tyrant and played hooligan with him.    

After all, Yue Zitong was no longer the evil merchant Yue Zitong, but the dignified Patriarch of the Wealthy Class.    

Patriarch of a Wealthy Class, such a noble identity — if he could pin her down every night, it would be so intense that Boss Lee felt that he would feel a great sense of accomplishment.    

Don't blame Lee Nanfang for his dirty thoughts. After all, when a man sees a lady with an esteemed identity, the more he wants to completely subdue her, the more intense his desire becomes.    

Fortunately, Yue Zitong wasn't a man.    

Therefore, she didn't understand a man's nature very well.