Strongest Guard

Yang Guanguan had clearly helped Lee Nanfang through a life and death crisis, so Yue Zitong should have been grateful towards him.    

    

But why didn't she say anything about her gratitude, and instead gritted her teeth in a savage manner?    

    

This was the jealousy of Red Fruit.    

    

It was also a type of helpless jealousy.    

    

What she meant was that even though Yue Zitong knew that Yang Guanguan was her "benefactor," she was still very unhappy with her.    

    

Of course, she wouldn't vent her anger on Yang Guanguan, who was actually very injured, but she could target Little Nephew.    

    

And the way to punish Lee Nanfang wasn't too cruel.    

    

At most, he just ignored the fact that he had already eaten six dishes, drank two glasses of red wine, and drank four cups of hot water.    

    

This was too much.    

    

Looking at Lee Nanfang, who was barely smaller than a washbasin and had already rolled his eyes, he couldn't take it anymore.    

    

Yes, he's a big eater.    

    

But no matter how big his appetite was, he was not a pig.    

    

Even if it was a pig, it would probably die after being fed so many things.    

    

"Enough!"    

    

Lee Nanfang raised his hand and pushed the bowl of powdered chicken out.    

    

With a bang, a large bowl of powdered chicken landed on the table. The porcelain bowl immediately shattered.    

    

Soup splattered in all directions.    

    

It flowed down the table and reached Yue Zitong's feet.    

    

The bright red chicken soup, the white and tender feet, and the appearance of it were filled with both beauty and fragrance.    

    

However, Yue Zitong acted as if she didn't see it and didn't feel anything. She then picked up a bowl of seaweed soup and passed it over.    

    

"What the hell do you want!?"    

    

Lee Nanfang quickly took it and put it on the table. Then, he saw her take another bowl of Boiled Fish.    

    

F * ck, this thing is even more dangerous.    

    

There was a fish bone inside, it really could choke a person to death.    

    

Lee Nanfang raised his leg and kicked the table far away.    

    

He stomped on the door and slammed into it. After a loud bang, the plates and wine bottles on the door fell to the floor.    

    

The smell of food, wine, and Yue Zitong's body fragrance mixed together — it was really bad.    

    

Without looking at Yue Zitong, Lee Nanfang stood up, walked quickly to the window and opened it.    

    

The sky outside was as black as ink, and not a single star could be seen.    

    

The rain had stopped long ago. The hot, humid air rushed into the room like an invisible devil as the windows were opened. The cold wind created by the air conditioner was soon neutralized.    

    

Standing in front of the window, Lee Nanfang's stomach finally felt a lot better after he burped a few times.    

    

He lit up a cigarette and leaned on the windowsill to look out.    

    

The commotion over here was huge, but no one came over to take a look.    

    

It seemed that Sui Yueyue and Alice were both sensible and knew that tonight belonged to the two of them, so they could cause a ruckus however they liked. Even if they burned down the entire bamboo house, they would only stand inside the Opium Poppy Field to admire the raging fire after they escaped.    

    

Neither of them spoke for the next few minutes.    

    

When Lee Nanfang flicked away the cigarette, Yue Zitong, who was behind him, finally reacted.    

    

Not crying.    

    

After arguing with Little Nephew, she cried like other women that were wronged. This was not Yue Zitong's style.    

    

She had always been stronger when facing someone, unless that person was a crocodile baby.    

    

She spoke in a seemingly calm tone, "I know that you actually hate me. No matter how much you pretend to love me, you just want me dead. Because only when I die will no one care about you picking up girls from all over the world. "    

    

The heck.    

    

After hearing what she said, Lee Nanfang actually wanted her to cry like a grieving woman.    

    

Because what she had said was quite heartless.    

    

With a heavy sigh in his heart, Lee Nanfang turned around and looked at Yue Zitong who was still sitting blankly on the sofa. He tried his best to use a calm tone and asked, "You know I never thought of that. Can't you talk to me rationally like a normal person? "    

    

"But I'm not a normal person."    

    

Yue Zitong stood up and walked over slowly, "Lee Nanfang, tell me, what normal girl was she when she was taking a bath at the age of twelve? After being peeked at by a monster and crying from fright, was she forced by her grandfather to marry him? What normal girl, not long after her twentieth year, knew that she was going to die in fifteen years? And that normal girl, after knowing that her lover was captured alive by her lover, took the initiative to jump into the fire pit without regard for her safety, and was extorted by someone else? "    

    

Lee Nanfang's mouth twitched and he closed it.    

    

He had nothing to say.    

    

Because what Yue Zitong said was the truth.    

    

Although he also knew that women were used to ignoring what men had done for her, they had exaggerated their contributions to him. The act of torturing his conscience was very shameful, but it was also very realistic.    

    

If he argued with Yue Zitong about who paid more for who, then he wouldn't deserve to be called a man.    

    

"Nanfang, why aren't you saying anything?"    

    

Yue Zitong walked up to him, her tone was still as calm as ever. "Aren't you the one who's the best at quibbling?"    

    

Lee Nanfang could only whisper: "What do you want me to say? Do you want me to say that I should be burnt to death by drugs and not be able to find other women? "    

    

"You can look for me."    

    

Yue Zitong took his right hand. "I know that you abandoned me at that time because you loved me too much and couldn't bear to hurt me. That's why …"    

    

Lee Nanfang retracted his hand in annoyance and interrupted her, "Since you know all of this, why did you throw a tantrum?"    

    

"I lost my temper because you were hiding it from me!"    

    

Yue Zitong's voice suddenly became sharp, "Why are you hiding this from me? Wasn't it just a Yang Guanguan? I, Yue Zitong, am famous for my wealth. "Since I can allow you to marry Hua Yeshen, I can allow Sister Xin to be your lover, I can allow Jinghong Ming to be your lover, I can allow you to …"    

    

Looking at Yue Zitong's small mouth that was quickly closing, Lee Nanfang was first stunned, then he wanted to laugh.    

    

She was already so shameless to the point of being cute.    

    

And so he laughed.    

    

"What are you laughing at?"    

    

Lee Nanfang's smile made Yue Zitong nervous. She raised her hand to cover his mouth. With a red face, she angrily asked, "What? Am I wrong?"    

    

Lee Nanfang couldn't say anything as he was covered by his mouth and could only nod his head.    

    

"On the surface, you admit that I'm right, but you're actually quite disapproving of me in your heart. You think that I'm rather shameless."    

    

Sometimes, Yue Zitong knew her own limitations.    

    

Lee Nanfang nodded again.    

    

Then he shook his head.    

    

Yue Zitong wasn't angry.    

    

He then sighed and said softly, "Nanfang, think carefully about how I became like this. Besides you, who else have I done this to? Including Holan Fusu, who chased after me for six years. "    

    

Then, without waiting for Lee Nanfang's reply, Yue Zitong turned around and walked to the door.    

    

Yue Zitong loved to clean up. If she didn't clean up this mess, she wouldn't be able to sleep.    

    

Lee Nanfang stood dumbly in front of the window. As he looked at Yue Zitong who hummed a little tune and bent down to clean the messy floor, those words echoed in his ears.    

    

"How did I become like this?"    

    

That's right, how did Yue Zitong become like this?    

    

Although they all say that women change at the age of eighteen, becoming more and more unsightly — change, is an unavoidable part of their growth path.    

    

However, Yue Zitong's change from last year was like the difference between clouds and mud.    

    

Lee Nanfang clearly remembered that when he first met her, she was as cold and arrogant as any other successful and handsome girl. She didn't seem to have any good intentions towards him.    

    

Even if she had to look at him seriously, her eyes still held the meaning of "why don't you want to die".    

    

But now, the cold and arrogant Yue Zitong from last year had become shameless in front of Lee Nanfang.    

    

But just like how Alice only served Lee Nanfang as a vase, Yue Zitong was only shameless in front of him.    

    

Why did this happen?    

    

Because of love.    

    

He had already become the other half of her life.    

    

No matter how many women he had offended in the outside world, her love for him seemed to have not diminished at all.    

    

At most, he would only feel jealous and use an unreasonable method to vent his displeasure.    

    

He changed her.    

    

Her body, her thoughts.    

    

"If you can't abandon her, then you must fall in love with all her virtues, her shortcomings."    

    

Lee Nanfang suddenly thought of this.    

    

He forgot who had said it, or had read it in some book.    

    

In short, now he felt that he was right.    

    

He couldn't abandon her.    

    

It was just as Yue Zitong had wanted to express tonight. No matter how much he had done for her, as long as she could come to the Golden Triangle alone for him, it would be enough to compensate him for all his efforts.    

    

This was Yue Zitong's love.    

    

Love for him.    

    

It was as if in the morning she had thrown all her dignity and pride aside and stepped on top of him.    

    

Lee Nanfang had to use all of his life to carefully protect her love.    

    

But, what about Sister Yeshen?    

    

Thinking about that, Hua Yeshen's image appeared in Lee Nanfang's mind.    

    

She was already his proper wife.    

    

If he wanted to protect Yue Zitong's love, he would hurt Hua Yeshen.    

    

"Are you thinking, Hua Yeshen?"    

    

Now, Yue Zitong's observation skills were becoming sharper and sharper.    

    

Of course, it was only for Lee Nanfang.    

    

She was just like someone who could read the mind, always able to keenly understand what Lee Nanfang was thinking.    

    

This time, Lee Nanfang did not deny it. He nodded and said bitterly, "Yes."    

    

While he was thinking about this, Yue Zitong had already cleaned up the place.    

    

"She's a good woman."    

    

Yue Zitong was silent for a moment. It was obvious that she wanted to say something, but she hesitated.    

    

Lee Nanfang was waiting for her to say something she didn't want to say.    

    

Yue Zitong swallowed her words back and forced a smile. "Treat her well, don't hurt her."    

    

Lee Nanfang was a bit confused.    

    

He really couldn't understand why Yue Zitong would say such words.    

    

The way to not hurt Hua Yeshen was simple. As long as he stayed by her side all his life and protected her like a man, it would be fine.    

    

But if he really did that, what would happen to Yue Zitong?    

    

"Give me three years. Yes, at most three years. When I slowly forget about you, I'll find a random man to marry. When the time comes, we will have nothing more to do with each other. "Hai."    

    

With a sigh, Yue Zitong grabbed his shirt and pulled it gently. "It's getting late. It's time to go and rest."    

    

After hearing her sigh, Lee Nanfang's head started to hurt again.    

    

Whenever Yue Zitong said something like this, it meant that her words didn't mean what she said.    

    

Who knows what else might be behind them.    

    

"Do not doubt the truth of my words."    

    

Yue Zitong saw what he was thinking again and smiled, "I can compete with all the women in the world for you, and I won't care what methods I use. But I will never argue with Hua Yeshen, because she is my savior. "    

    

"Really?"    

    

Lee Nanfang started to believe her.    

    

Of course it was--false.    

    

Yue Zitong sneered in her heart as she turned around and led him into the bedroom like an animal pulling on his clothes.