Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang knew Ultraman was Helan Xiaoxin. When he saw the densely packed needle holes on Yue Zitong's leg, he knew he was wrong.    

    

But that's nothing.    

    

If one was not a saint, how could he not be one?    

    

Since even the ancients said so, it was normal for Lee Nanfang to make a mistake occasionally.    

    

The ancients also said, "If you know what's wrong, you can change it."    

    

Lee Nanfang was willing to be a good child who knew his wrongs in front of his aunt.    

    

As long as he could get her understanding, he could do anything he wanted.    

    

Boss Lee's determination to admit his mistakes could be seen from the heaven and earth.    

    

"Cough, what's that, what are you doing standing at the window? At this time, the wind has turned cold, so it's not good to blow it. "    

    

Actually, Lee Nanfang wanted to say, aren't you afraid of being peeked at while standing naked in front of the window?    

    

In the middle of the night, he had just kited Lao LIU, who came to listen to him on the wall.    

    

The back of the mansion was dark. Hiding a hundred and eighty people was not a problem, so Lee Nanfang could not guarantee that there was no one else other than Lao LIU.    

    

Don't even mention a hundred and eighty people, even if there was only one person, Lee Nanfang still suffered a huge loss when he saw his aunt's pure and holy body.    

    

With such a beautiful figure, he could only admire it himself.    

    

Lee Nanfang turned on the wall light in front of the bed after closing the window and closing the curtains.    

    

Yue Zitong maintained her posture, a sweet smile on her face.    

    

He was laughing like a fool.    

    

Lee Nanfang also laughed.    

    

After blaming Yue Zitong, she was angry, sad, and hated him to death. She wanted to use her long nails to scratch his handsome little white face — even if they discussed it first, Lee Nanfang wouldn't be as perturbed as he was now.    

    

This was because such a reaction was a normal reaction.    

    

What is it now?    

    

With her eyes closed and a sweet smile at the corner of her mouth, she spread her arms and started to act like the female lead of the Titanic, completely ignoring Boss Lee's existence as she hummed to like you.    

    

This … this was the abnormal behavior of a person's mind.    

    

When Lee Nanfang thought of the possibility of his aunt becoming crazy, he felt even more regretful. He pulled the blanket from the bed and wrapped it around her.    

    

After wrapping her up, Lee Nanfang just let go and the blanket fell to the ground.    

    

There was nothing she could do about it. Yue Zitong was still doing that ridiculous and burning action of hers. The blanket had no hands, so it couldn't catch her body.    

    

Alright, I'll have to trouble Mr. Lee to surround her again, then put her hands down and hold her by her waist from behind. He then hugged her on the bed and covered her with a blanket.    

    

Looking at it this way, it was much more pleasing to the eye.    

    

Yue Zitong opened her eyes and looked at him. Her eyes were calm, unlike the idiot Lee Nanfang was most worried about.    

    

He let out a long sigh of relief.    

    

As long as one wasn't a fool, everything was negotiable.    

    

It was Boss Lee who was good at coaxing girls.    

    

However, her eyes that were filled with maternal radiance were always staring at her brothers without saying anything. What was the meaning of this?    

    

Lee Nanfang was scared by her gaze. When he turned away with a coy smile, Yue Zitong asked, "Is it over?"    

    

"What's done?"    

    

Lee Nanfang answered casually.    

    

Yue Zitong sat up in bed. As she leaned against the headboard, the quilt fell off her chest.    

    

She did not grab the quilt to cover her enchanting white hair.    

    

Lee Nanfang sighed and pulled up the quilt to cover her upper body.    

    

Yue Zitong then said, "I mean, have you settled the matter between you and Helan Xiaoxin?"    

    

"Mm, I'm finished."    

    

Lee Nanfang nodded: "Actually, there's nothing much to solve. It's just to make her suffer a little."    

    

"You didn't kill her?"    

    

Before Lee Nanfang could reply, Yue Zitong added, "Well, you definitely won't kill her. After all, she is not only the eldest miss of Helan Family, she is also your woman. No matter how vicious a man is, he can't kill his own woman. "    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't say anything.    

    

He had nothing to say.    

    

It was because Yue Zitong was right.    

    

Actually, there was no need for Jinghong Ming to tell him that as long as Lee Nanfang didn't use his slippers, he would not kill Helan Xiaoxin.    

    

Unless he abandoned the Nanfang Group and turned Dung Shixiong, Chen Dalee, and the others into a group of unattended kids.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin, no matter how evil she was, no matter how many unforgivable crimes she committed, she was still the big miss of the capital's Helan Family, the daughter of Uncle He Lan.    

    

If Lee Nanfang really wanted to kill her in anger, then the Helan Family that previously did not seem to care about her life or death would immediately jump out, slap her body, and cry in pain. My poor child, how can you avenge her death?    

    

The person who wished for Helan Xiaoxin's death the most was not Lee Nanfang, but rather the capital's Helan Family.    

    

To Helan Family, she was like a bomb that could threaten the safety of the family at any time.    

    

It would be great if Lee Nanfang could help to destroy the bomb.    

    

"Why aren't you talking?"    

    

Seeing Lee Nanfang's downcast face and not saying a word, Aunt Yue raised her right hand and gently caressed his face with her fingers.    

    

"I …"    

    

Lee Nanfang smacked his lips and lowered his head. He said in a low voice, "I was wrong."    

    

"You're wrong?"    

    

Yue Zitong had a strange expression on her face. "Where are you wrong?"    

    

"I was wrong about you. I shouldn't have misunderstood you and the other men. I shouldn't have hit you. "    

    

Lee Nanfang raised his head and grabbed her right hand. He held her in his hand and said seriously, "Tongtong, please forgive me —"    

    

"Call me aunt."    

    

"Fine."    

    

Lee Nanfang's attitude was quite correct, "Aunt, please forgive my recklessness. In the future, I won't make that kind of mistake again. "    

    

"Silly child."    

    

Yue Zitong, whose face was filled with maternal radiance, shook his hand away and started to draw randomly on his face again, "You were right when you did that to me. After all, most men, when they see me like that, will be angry and desperate. "    

    

A dog leaping over a wall?    

    

This adjective doesn't seem to be appropriate, right?    

    

Lee Nanfang felt awkward when he saw Yue Zitong's bloody mouth open and close in a caring tone.    

    

He was certain that Yue Zitong's mental state was currently very normal.    

    

But it was too normal. On the contrary, it was abnormal.    

    

"Don't worry, I, your aunt, am a Prime Minister. When you, as a junior, do something wrong, if you are able to bravely admit your wrongs, then it would be wrong for me to lower myself to the same level as you. "    

    

Yue Zitong patted Lee Nanfang's face and slipped out of bed. "You ran home in the middle of the night and messed around with everything you've got. You should be tired now. Go rest early. Have a good night's sleep. When I wake up tomorrow morning, everything will be over. Alas, this man, to live must look forward, and must not be caught up in the mistakes that have taken place, and be unable to extricate himself. "    

    

Listening to her long story, Lee Nanfang felt that something was wrong.    

    

But she didn't know what was wrong, because she was right.    

    

He wanted to talk to her and find out what she was thinking, but she closed her eyes and let out a light, even snore.    

    

Just a moment ago, she was acting like a wife and mother, but now, she fell asleep?    

    

Only a fool would believe that.    

    

So what if he didn't believe her?    

    

There are some things that can't be done overnight in a hurry. Everything has to go through a process.    

    

Everyone was quiet for a moment.    

    

Lee Nanfang carefully helped her to turn off the corner of the bed, then he turned off the lamp and tiptoed out of the room.    

    

Since Aunt Yue pretended that she was a sleeping baby, Lee Nanfang had to act like his mother, who had finally managed to coax the child to sleep. If the sound of her footsteps got any heavier, she would yell, "Wa, wow, wow, wow …"    

    

The moment Lee Nanfang closed the door for her, he suddenly understood.    

    

Yue Zitong said that most men would get angry when they saw that she was forced to cooperate with Helan Xiaoxin. They didn't even give her a chance to explain and directly greeted her with their big mouths.    

    

There was no problem with that.    

    

The problem was, men!    

    

Normally, men would be angry, but was Lee Nanfang really a normal man?    

    

If he was just an ordinary man, why would Yue Zitong care about him?    

    

"In the end, you don't intend to forgive me."    

    

Standing at the door of her bedroom, Lee Nanfang was stunned for a while before he smiled wryly.    

    

Fortunately, Yue Zitong did not have any thoughts of dying.    

    

At most, he was just extremely disappointed with Lee Nanfang, who didn't trust her, which was why he was so calm.    

    

"As long as you live well, I will use my deep love to move you one day. Come on, Lee Nanfang. "    

    

Lee Nanfang was like an idiot. After waving his hand and saying something idiotic, he walked towards the stairs with light steps.    

    

As he passed by Helan Xiaoxin's bedroom door, he looked in.    

    

The woman was still lying on the ground, unconscious.    

    

In the past, when the man looked at her, her face would be the goddess of her dreams. Now that she had become so colorful and unsightly, she would have an unhealthy reaction even if she didn't have any nightmares.    

    

Lee Nanfang was very satisfied with his work. After giving her a cool smile, he walked downstairs.    

    

The wind blew in through the open window, and after a little whipping on Helan Xiaoxin's creamy back, it blew out of the similarly open bedroom door and onto the glazed chandelier under the ceiling above the living room.    

    

Those little glass balls that were suffused with a golden light under the morning sun began to slightly sway, reflecting a gorgeous color.    

    

The night after the frost fell was much colder.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin's back felt cold and she instinctively curled her body. She was immediately awakened by the pain in her neck and other parts.    

    

She slowly opened her eyes.    

    

On the road outside the door, the faint sound of a car horn could be heard, helping her quickly enter the real world.    

    

If he moved even a little bit, his neck would ache and his rear end would feel a scorching pain.    

    

She was still wearing her delicate mahogany shackles.    

    

No wonder his neck was so sore.    

    

Anyone who wore this thing to sleep would feel uncomfortable.    

    

Wait, sleep?    

    

Was Sister Xin sleeping?    

    

She seemed to be — unconscious.    

    

Upon seeing the shackled hands, Helan Xiaoxin's memories of the time before she fainted flooded into her like a flood from the depths of her mind.    

    

It made her instantly recall all the terrifying experiences she had encountered before she woke up.    

    

Just as she was wearing Altman's clothes and waving her whip, Lee Nanfang suddenly appeared.    

    

That bastard. Not only did he use his Stinky Foot to step on her pride, he even put on these abominable shackles and cut open the clothes on her back.    

    

What a beautiful place! How much of a bastard did Lee Nanfang have to use an electric tattoo machine to stab an ugly cobra?    

    

Not only that, he was even slapping Sister Xin's face.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin's heart was filled with a fear that she had never felt before. She staggered to her feet and rushed to the dressing table, ignoring the heavy shackles on her body.    

    

She saw a terrible face in the mirror on the dresser.    

    

"Ah!    

    

A scream that was even more miserable than death suddenly resounded within the Yue Family's Villa.