Strongest Guard

Yue Zitong had already taken a bath. Her messy hair had become sleek again at midnight, and she had tied a rare ponytail behind her head.    

    

She was wearing a plain white casual attire and a pair of beige flat cloth shoes. Her face was towards the sky, and her small appearance looked extremely pure.    

    

She leaned against the wall on the left of the guest room as she crossed her arms in front of her chest. Her head was slightly lowered and her eyes were narrowed.    

    

Was this a nap?    

    

Since when did she have such a preference for sleeping on a comfortable bed, only to learn to sleep while standing up like a pony?    

    

Lee Nanfang looked at her lazily, then ignored her and walked towards the bathroom.    

    

Of course, he was very clear that Yue Zitong was using such actions to express her sincere regret as well as deep regret.    

    

However, if apologizing and regretting worked, then the world wouldn't be so ugly.    

    

Women are different from men in terms of style.    

    

Someone once made a metaphor for an image.    

    

A man was a piece of hard plastic, and no matter what color he was dyed in, all he had to do was wash it with water and it would be his true self.    

    

As for women, they were made of pure white Xuan paper. Once their colors were dyed, they could forget about wiping them off unless they burned them to ashes.    

    

Thus, no matter how many women a man had fooled around with outside, as long as he could start anew and become a prodigal, he would still be a good man.    

    

However, a woman was different. Even if she cheated once, the harm she could do to a man who loved her would be unforgettable and unforgivable.    

    

Lee Nanfang felt that this metaphor was simply the truth.    

    

Therefore, he would never forgive his aunt, who was already famous for her mistakes, when she expressed her sincere repentance.    

    

It should be that he despised her without a doubt.    

    

Stay away from her.    

    

Just like how he threw away the Stinky Sock s that he passed through in the past.    

    

Although he felt rather reluctant in his heart, Lord Buddha had said many years ago that he was willing to part with it.    

    

If he was willing to part with Yue Zitong, it would be like abandoning a dog-tailed flower, but he could also own the entire forest.    

    

This deal was simply too worthwhile. He had to do it even if he had to go all out.    

    

Lee Nanfang thought of so much when he was washing up.    

    

His mood improved a lot.    

    

Scientific research proved that maintaining a good mood in the morning after getting up was quite helpful for a full day's work.    

    

He was very busy today.    

    

He had to take charge of the headquarters of the Nanfang Group, dispatching Dung Shixiong and the others, setting up a high platform, distributing leaflets, and other work. He also had to deal with accidents that could happen at any time, so he didn't have time to waste time with a repentant woman.    

    

Lee Nanfang let out a sigh. After confirming that it was his favorite mint fragrance, he opened the bathroom door.    

    

Yue Zitong, who was sleeping like a little horse, leaned against the door again. She crossed her arms over her chest and lowered her head, looking like a timid Small Yellow Flower.    

    

Lee Nanfang ignored her.    

    

This was the Yue Clan, and she was the landlord. Forget about sleeping while standing, even if she had a rope tied around her neck and slept while hanging from the ceiling, what right did he, a tenant, have to interfere with her?    

    

But the problem was, even if she was the landlord, she couldn't open the door and sit in the passenger seat when the tenant was in her car, could she?    

    

Lee Nanfang was puzzled and asked politely, "Director Yue, what do you want to play?"    

    

Director Yue didn't say anything, he just stared straight ahead and fastened his seat belt.    

    

"Hai."    

    

Lee Nanfang sighed and tried to persuade him, "Director Yue, you're such a big figure, such a beautiful woman, the future mistress of Yun World, why do you insist on pestering me like a dog skin plaster?"    

    

Yue Zitong remained silent and closed her eyes.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't know what to do, so he just stopped driving. He opened the door and jumped out of the car and walked towards the entrance of the yard.    

    

He turned left and walked 600 meters before he reached the main road that led to the city.    

    

There were a lot of taxis passing by.    

    

Although it was still early and most of the taxi drivers were still having fun in their dreams, Lee Nanfang still believed that there would be a bird person that would eat bugs early in the morning.    

    

He was willing to be an insect, but he didn't want to be stuck in a situation like this.    

    

He had just walked out of the courtyard when he heard Sasha's footsteps behind him.    

    

He stopped.    

    

Sasha's footsteps came to a halt as well.    

    

It was like he had a ghost behind him.    

    

No wonder Director Yue changed into cloth shoes that were easy to walk, he had long been prepared to walk.    

    

Lee Nanfang sighed again and looked back at her: "Can we stop playing?"    

    

Yue Zitong was like a deaf person, but also like a mute. Only her pair of bright and beautiful eyes were filled with innocence.    

    

Lee Nanfang took two steps, but she only took two.    

    

Lee Nanfang stopped, so she stopped.    

    

It seemed that she really enjoyed playing this type of close-combat game.    

    

Boss Lee was so busy, how could he have the free time to play games with her?    

    

Since he couldn't get rid of this piece of dog skin plaster, he would just let her do as she pleased.    

    

He didn't believe that Black Ghost, who was a dignified person, would not be able to get rid of a small agent from China's Nine Streams.    

    

After walking back into the yard and getting on the car, Lee Nanfang waited patiently for Yue Zitong to fasten her seat belt before starting the car.    

    

When the car arrived in the city, it was already broad daylight.    

    

At the intersection in front of them was a random bun shop. It was said that his boss was a conscientious businessman and never used a paper box with soy sauce as the stuffing, so the business was especially good. Lee Nanfang used to come here to eat when he didn't have enough time to cook breakfast.    

    

Lee Nanfang ordered a double breakfast because it was not easy for Director Yue to follow him closely.    

    

It was the peak hour for good kids to go to school. The small shop was full of people.    

    

There were many single dogs who would peek at Yue Zitong from the corner of their eyes.    

    

After all, it was very rare for a beautiful girl with such a temperament to come to this kind of place for breakfast.    

    

It was like wearing a short skirt with a high heels and big sunglasses, but it always attracted attention.    

    

After eating his fill, Lee Nanfang wiped his mouth and stood up, then asked the owner where the restroom was.    

    

As it turned out, all the bun houses with booming business had toilets that were used for free.    

    

The boss of this bun house was experienced. The washroom behind the shop was very big and could accommodate five men at the same time.    

    

"Director Yue, are you still following me?"    

    

Lee Nanfang asked as he opened the door and glanced at the two men who were peeing inside, there were blue curtains hanging from the back window.    

    

He didn't believe that Yue Zitong, who had already followed him, would dare to follow him into the men's restroom.    

    

At most, it would be like being at home, ignoring the jokes of others and leaning against the outside wall with his arms crossed, waiting for something to happen.    

    

Yue Zitong, who had turned into a mute, still remained silent. However, she took out a pair of sunglasses from her pocket and put them on her face.    

    

He smiled at Yue Zitong, who had her face covered by a pair of exaggerated sunglasses, and walked into the restaurant while swinging her arm. Lee Nanfang thought to himself, "If you like to smell bad, you can only say that there's something wrong with your hobby."    

    

When people urinated in public toilets, when someone came in to welcome them, they would subconsciously look up and then lower their head to look at that something.    

    

The two brothers who were carrying the water also had the same reaction when Lee Nanfang walked in.    

    

However, after they raised their heads, their bodies started to tremble. Some of them peed on their pants and hands, but they were completely unconscious. They stared blankly at the back of Lee Nanfang with cute looks.    

    

She couldn't have actually followed him in, right?    

    

Lee Nanfang felt goosebumps all over his body and looked back in panic.    

    

Yue Zitong, who was wearing sunglasses, stood behind the bathroom door with her arms crossed. She looked cool.    

    

"Damn, what are you looking at?" "Hurry up and put that guy away, scram!"    

    

For some reason, even though Yue Zitong might be using her big sunglasses as a cover to sneak a peek at the two, Lee Nanfang felt like his wife was being peeped at while she was taking a bath.    

    

Those two bros were really wronged.    

    

What do you mean, we were happily urinating here when a sunglasses-wearing beauty suddenly came in?    

    

Not only did you scare us so much that we peed our pants, you even scolded us for being rude.    

    

What was the logic of this?    

    

Fair, where is it?    

    

However, seeing Lee Nanfang's vicious gaze, the two brothers chose to trample on justice and fairness at the same time. They hurriedly pulled up their pants and left in dejected and quick steps.    

    

They were clearly the ones who might have been seen naked, but why did they feel a sense of guilt?    

    

Boss Lee didn't have the heart to find the answer for them, nor did he have the heart to pee. He grabbed Yue Zitong's arm, and under the angry gazes of many men, the violent man roughly dragged her out of the bun house.    

    

With a bang, he pushed her hard against the car.    

    

Yue Zitong staggered. As she raised her hand to maintain her balance, the sunglasses on her face fell to the ground.    

    

Without waiting for her to bend down to pick them up, Lee Nanfang stepped forward and stepped on his sunglasses. He crushed his right foot.    

    

Lee Nanfang raised his hand and grabbed Yue Zitong's neck. Then, he grinded his teeth and whispered, "Yue Zitong, are you f * cking done yet?"    

    

Yue Zitong did not speak or resist. She acted like a Virgin Mary, allowing Lee Nanfang to grab her neck with his right hand. Her face gradually turned red, and then she stuck out her tongue with her eyes turning white.    

    

The people of Qingshan were righteous and would never allow anyone to strangle a great beauty in broad daylight.    

    

Five young men jumped over and scolded Lee Nanfang to let go of his hand. Otherwise, they would show him some mercy, break his leg, and send him to the police station.    

    

"F * ck, I'm going to teach my wife a lesson. Who cares what you guys do!"    

    

Lee Nanfang started cursing without thinking.    

    

As soon as the words left his mouth, he felt that something was wrong.    

    

My heart was in turmoil, and I was at a loss. Could it be that in the depths of my heart, I still view her as my wife?    

    

It didn't matter what Lee Nanfang was thinking.    

    

All they knew was that super great beauties like Director Yue treasured resources in the male world. Killing one less person — — the young man with the most violent temper jumped over and punched Lee Nanfang hard on the chin.    

    

If Lee Nanfang was not distracted, he would not be in a bad mood. However, he would be able to dodge this punch with his eyes closed.    

    

After his punch was hit, Lee Nanfang held onto his aching chin and said, "Your sister, you dare hit me? "Don't go yet. Wait here. I'll go find my big brother Chen Dalee."    

    

The name of the person, the shadow of the tree.    

    

Brother Dalee had recently established a reputation in the Eastern District. He really couldn't afford to offend an ordinary working dog.    

    

The hot-tempered young man could not be provoked either. He could only be stubborn and say that he would not let anyone else watch as he beat up a woman. He watched Boss Lee quickly jump into the car and disappear like a wisp of smoke.    

    

At any time, you are not allowed to use what I have taught you to bully the good people.    

    

Otherwise, I will break all five of your legs.    

    

That's what Lao Xie -- Lao Xie's wife warned Lee Nanfang.    

    

Thinking about that bitch's vicious methods, even if Lee Nanfang lost his teeth, he didn't dare to go against her.    

    

"Are you happy that I got beaten up?"    

    

Lee Nanfang, who was feeling extremely depressed, asked Yue Zitong, who was rubbing her neck with both of his hands.    

    

Neck, slender, white.