Strongest Guard

There were things that could be done, even if it was the position of the Yue Clan Master.    

    

As long as the Wu father and son, Yue Lincheng, didn't want to use Yue Zitong anymore, because she knew too much of the Yue Clan's core secrets, they would have to silence her — staying in that deep courtyard, where would it be interesting to sit in the office of the CEO of the Kaihuang Group and flirt with Little Nephew when there was nothing else to do?    

    

There were even some men who took a fancy to Helan Xiaoxin's beauty and placed a knife on Yue Zitong's neck, requesting her to agree to their good deeds. She would immediately nod her head to find a suitable husband for Fox Helan.    

    

However, as long as Lee Nanfang and Yue Zitong were alive, they would not be allowed to leave!    

    

He was not for sale.    

    

No matter how many women surrounded him, Yue Zitong believed that as long as she had time, she would be able to use different methods to chase away those shameless people.    

    

If he couldn't chase them away, killing them wouldn't be a problem.    

    

Indeed, when she heard Jinghong Ming talk about Hua Yeshen's background, she was extremely touched by it.    

    

Hua Yeshen had even risked her life to save her.    

    

But what was there to do with all this?    

    

What does it have to do with Yue Zitong!    

    

It wasn't that she had arranged for Hua Yeshen's fate to be so tragic.    

    

It wasn't that she was begging, but Hua Yeshen had to sacrifice herself to save her — this was indeed a bit heartless.    

    

However, Yue Zitong would not hesitate to choose the latter between her conscience and love.    

    

Without a conscience, she could still eat and drink and enjoy a good life every day.    

    

But without love, even if he could live for ten thousand years, he would only be a green-headed bastard.    

    

No one likes being a bastard.    

    

Since she didn't like being a bastard, Yue Zitong had to harden her heart and use Jinghong Ming and the others' request to break up the marriage between Lee Nanfang and Hua Yeshen.    

    

She didn't care what they did.    

    

She only looked at the results.    

    

"I was right. It was someone else who was wrong, you shouldn't have fallen in love with Lee Nanfang. "    

    

Yue Zitong thought as she rested her head on Lee Nanfang's lower abdomen and lifted her right leg high on the wall.    

    

"Didn't you say that you want to sleep?"    

    

Lee Nanfang asked in confusion when he saw how narcissistic she was, admiring her perfect long legs and not saying anything for a long time.    

    

"What kind of sleep are you talking about?"    

    

The fact that Yue Zitong was able to ask this question proved that her once pure heart had been tainted.    

    

Lee Nanfang sighed, "Ah, that kind of dream-like sleep."    

    

"Is there a rule that states that I must dream when I sleep?"    

    

"No one."    

    

"None of your business."    

    

"In the future, can you stop bickering with me?"    

    

"No."    

    

"Why?"    

    

"I like it."    

    

"Then I'll sleep, you continue to like it."    

    

Lee Nanfang said and closed his eyes.    

    

He had slept with Yang Guanguan for several hours this afternoon, but he hadn't really slept these past few days.    

    

Thus, he was truly a bit sleepy.    

    

Yue Zitong ignored him and only admired her legs. How could she be so good-looking?    

    

It was only when Lee Nanfang started to snore that she reluctantly gave up appreciating beauty and lightly said, "You have already gained your freedom, why are you still staying here foolishly, causing me to come here and get blackmailed by Sui Yueyue?"    

    

Seeing Lee Nanfang in his dreams, he could only reply: "You should know."    

    

"It's about Big Sis, right?"    

    

"Other than my wife, there's nothing else that can restrain me."    

    

"Can't I?"    

    

"Are you your mistress?"    

    

"No."    

    

Yue Zitong turned her face to the side, her right hand stroking his somewhat knotted chin as she said, "But I'm your aunt."    

    

"So what?"    

    

"Nothing, I'm just reminding you that I might love you even more than Big Sis."    

    

"Yes."    

    

Lee Nanfang hummed before saying, "From the meaning of the word, not only does the senior care for the younger generation, but the older ones as well. Only when they are young do they need to use the word 'love'. It was just like how Chen Dalee doted on Chen Xiao. But you seem to be a year younger than me, right? "    

    

"The pain doesn't matter."    

    

Yue Zitong quibbled, "If, I mean, if you don't have to be bound by elder sister anymore, what will you do to Sui Yueyue?"    

    

"What do you mean?"    

    

Lee Nanfang opened his eyes.    

    

"Nothing."    

    

Yue Zitong was also a little sleepy. She raised her hand to cover her mouth and yawned. You can either answer or not answer. "    

    

Lee Nanfang thought about it and decided not to answer the question.    

    

This was because he could not think of any excuse that he could possibly come up with to make him disregard the oath made in the name of his wife.    

    

"Why aren't you talking?"    

    

"I don't want to answer."    

    

"You can't not answer if you don't want to."    

    

Just now, Yue Zitong kept saying that Lee Nanfang could or could not answer, but now she grabbed one of his beards and tugged it forcefully, forcing him to answer.    

    

"I'll kill her."    

    

Lee Nanfang could only speak his mind.    

    

He really wanted to kill Sui Yueyue.    

    

Not only had that woman betrayed him, she had also crushed his confidence, self-esteem, and other things. More importantly, he discovered that he was completely unable to control her ambitions.    

    

Good people are ambitious.    

    

Bad people have ambition.    

    

Anyone who is a bad person deserves to die — in theory.    

    

Yue Zitong said, "You can't kill her."    

    

"Why?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was a bit confused, he raised his head and looked at her.    

    

"Because what she is doing is very powerful for China."    

    

Yue Zitong thought for a while before answering.    

    

Lee Nanfang frowned: "Do you believe her lies?"    

    

The nonsense Sui Yueyue said was the same as the one she told Lee Nanfang before. She said that as long as she could establish a country, sooner or later her country would be brought back into the embrace of Hua Xia's motherland.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't believe what she said.    

    

If Sui Yueyue's words could be trusted, then he wouldn't have fallen to his current state.    

    

Since she could use Lee Nanfang as a hostage to kidnap Yue Zitong here, then for her own benefits, she could make a country's Golden Triangle and give it back to Hua Xia.    

    

"I don't believe you."    

    

Yue Zitong also shook her head, looking at him and asked, "But now, other than believing her words, do I have any other choice?"    

    

"Nope."    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't want to say those two words, but he had to.    

    

"Alright, let's stop saying such depressing words."    

    

Noticing that Lee Nanfang's mood was a bit down, Yue Zitong changed the topic, "Little Nephew, I think you are sometimes really dumb."    

    

Yue Zitong felt that Lee Nanfang was really stupid. She especially mentioned that after he regained his freedom, the vow he had been forced to make was submitted to Sui Yueyue and they could do whatever they wanted with him.    

    

In her opinion, believing in a man's mouth was better than believing that there was a ghost in the world.    

    

Although elder sister was in Lee Nanfang's heart, she was someone who could not be compared to anything added up together.    

    

But why submit to Sui Yueyue just because of a simple vow?    

    

To fully utilize his speech was to fart shamelessly and shamelessly, and to kill Sui Yueyue after he regained his freedom.    

    

As long as the respect he had for his mistress was firmly kept in his heart, it would be fine.    

    

There was really no need for him to feel wronged just because of a single oath. The key point was to let Aunt Yue suffer along with him.    

    

Lee Nanfang was silent for a long time before saying, "Go to sleep."    

    

"Yes, turn off the lights."    

    

Yue Zitong rarely did not pursue the matter further. She raised her hand to cover her eyes, still resting her head on his body. Her right foot stepped on the wall, and soon, even the sound of breathing could be heard.    

    

She was truly tired.    

    

Especially the scene of him almost dying in the crocodile's stomach, he was almost scared out of his wits.    

    

Yue Zitong had matured quite a bit in the past half year.    

    

If it was last year, she would definitely have been stunned for a few days. How could she have messed with Lee Nanfang for so long?    

    

As soon as the lights went out, the darkness drowned out the world.    

    

Only the girl's special body fragrance, in the darkness was like a fairy, slowly dancing.    

    

Lee Nanfang thought that once Yue Zitong stopped blabbering, he would finally be able to fall asleep.    

    

But after half an hour, not only did he not fall asleep, his mind had become clearer and clearer.    

    

His imagination ran wild.    

    

It might have been Yue Zitong's question that made him unable to answer that question, which kept pestering him.    

    

Maybe it was because he was having a girl's pillow in his stomach that made him feel uncomfortable.    

    

Who knows.    

    

He just couldn't sleep.    

    

There was an idiom called tossing and turning.    

    

This idiom was specifically used to describe someone who had something on his mind and would flip over continuously when he couldn't sleep.    

    

Like a pancake.    

    

You have to bake the cake before you can sleep.    

    

Lee Nanfang wanted to turn over the situation, but he couldn't.    

    

Yue Zitong was still using his stomach as a pillow.    

    

He had finally managed to get her to fall asleep, but when she woke up again — and stopped sleeping tonight — she would definitely use her long-tongued woman's spirit and talk with him until dawn.    

    

Just pretend it doesn't exist.    

    

"She doesn't exist, she doesn't exist. Why didn't she turn around and just scram to the side?"    

    

Another half an hour passed. Lee Nanfang still hadn't fallen asleep. He couldn't help but sit up slowly to help her take off her leg from the wall.    

    

Her skin was slippery.    

    

It was slightly cold, just like the dried butter.    

    

Lee Nanfang was very surprised, what kind of level had his thoughts reached to be able to slowly straighten Yue Zitong out of sleep? He also didn't have any dirty thoughts when she let out a light groan, put her arm behind her head, placed her left hand on her waist, and lightly tapped her three fingers.    

    

Not only that, he felt an indescribable peace in his heart.    

    

A feeling of sleepiness immediately flooded into him like a tidal wave, drowning him.    

    

After an unknown amount of time, the dark clouds in the night sky dispersed and the moon quietly came out.    

    

The mercury-like moonlight shone on this sleeping land, bringing about a sense of peace.    

    

Compared to the light pollution in the developed regions, the nights within the Opium Poppy Valley were absolutely the purest.    

    

There was an enchanting peace everywhere.    

    

There were many similar moments, and Sui Yueyue suspected that she had been transported thousands of years ago.    

    

Such a warm night only appeared a few thousand years ago.    

    

Sui Yueyue was lazily lying under the Sunshade in the poppy sea. Her delicate feet were resting on the round table as she stared quietly at a certain direction.    

    

Those light beams that would occasionally flash would be her loyal subordinates, and they would patrol the Opium Poppy Valley twenty-four hours a day.    

    

It was also to ensure her safety.    

    

At any time, there would be more than two hundred spear-wielding guards patrolling around Opium Poppy Valley.    

    

Similarly, whenever this happened, Sui Yueyue would feel a great sense of accomplishment.    

    

In the past, she was only a child born into poverty. When she worked at Qingshan, she was only fit to be a receptionist girl. Every day, she would give her visitors the warmest smile, ignoring them or appreciating them, and living with a dirty gaze.    

    

But now?    

    

She became the queen that controls life and death!    

    

Everyone who came to the Golden Triangle, including Yue Zitong who could change her fate with a single word from back then, had to obediently watch her expression.    

    

It was a pity that her parents, who had been honest for most of their lives, were gone.    

    

This was just like walking through the night in a silk dress. It was filled with a mountain-like amount of regret, causing her to be unable to help herself and let out a faint sigh.    

    

Just as she opened her mouth, a faint sigh came from behind her. "Sigh."