Strongest Guard

When she woke up again, the drug she'd been given had long since disappeared, and the young brain was working again.    

Even before she opened her eyes, she recalled the nightmares she had experienced these past few days.    

The past dozen days were an unforgettable nightmare for her.    

Even though she was physically unharmed.    

However, the damage done to his body was not as deep as the damage done to his mind.    

Every time she opened her eyes during the past ten days, she was woken up by the sound of the metal door being opened. Then, she heard her companions crying softly.    

She would quickly be infected by this despair, and then she would cry softly.    

At that time, how she wished that all of this was just a nightmare. She wanted to wake up quickly.    

However, the cruel reality told her that she was on her way to hell.    

Now that she had woken up, she felt an instinctive sense of fear.    

She immediately pulled herself together and hugged her knees, curling up into a ball and crying softly. She longed for someone to wake her up and wake her up from her nightmare.    

But after crying for a while, she suddenly realized that the reality was different from what she had feared.    

She was no longer cold, dark, stinking, or the sound of weeping that filled her ears.    

In a big, comfortable bed.    

The white and soft sheets, the soft and warm quilts, and the faint fragrance of mint filled the air.    

The bedroom was decorated simply and brightly.    

On the wall was a copy of Leonardo da Vinci's Mona Lisa. The woman in the painting was smiling at her mysteriously.    

The afternoon sun shone in through the window, and one could see the tiniest specks of dust dancing in the air.    

Silence.    

The warm silence made Min Rou feel as if she was in a blue sea in summer. As the waves slowly rose and fell, her mind was working hard to change what was before her eyes.    

After a moment, she slowly recalled.    

Right before she fell asleep, someone pushed her onto a bright glass platform. It was like stepping on clouds. She couldn't even stand properly. She staggered but couldn't fall. She could only keep walking back and forth.    

The blinding white light prevented her from opening her eyes.    

She couldn't see the darkness in front of her, and could only hear the constant shouts of men bidding for her.    

Twenty million dollars!    

This was the oldest voice, the highest bid for her.    

If nothing else happened, the man with the old voice would be her future master.    

Her future master had taken off her last protective gear generously, standing under the bright light like a red fruit, allowing those men to examine her with their dirty and greedy eyes.    

Those gazes were like invisible hands.    

It was also like a caterpillar, crawling and crawling on her body.    

She was extremely disgusted and even more afraid. She could only kneel down and use her helpless and despairing cries to resist against the cruel reality.    

Just as she resigned herself to her fate and bid farewell to Lee Nanfang unilaterally, telling him not to let her off so easily in his next life, Director Yue appeared.    

Why would Yue Zitong appear at her most dangerous time?    

It didn't matter anymore.    

The important thing was that her bad luck was over.    

She could finally lie down in Director Yue's warm embrace and never have to fall asleep out of fear again.    

Now she was awake.    

Then, what about Director Yue?    

The current Min Rou was like a three year old child. When she woke up in the middle of the night and realized that her mother was not by her side, she was the only one left in bed, screaming at Director Yue.    

A squeak.    

The half-closed door opened and Yue Zitong walked in quickly. With concern on her face, she said, "Xiao Rou, don't be afraid. I'm here."    

As soon as she sat on the edge of the bed, Min Rou threw herself into her arms.    

There was no crying.    

However, her thin shoulders were trembling violently.    

Yue Zitong could also clearly feel the warm tears soaking her clothes.    

"Xiao Rou, don't be afraid, I'm here. When I'm done here, we'll go home immediately. "    

Yue Zitong patted Min Rou gently on the back like a mother comforting a child. Her left hand gently caressed Min Rou's hair.    

As a woman, especially when Yue Zitong was in the National Security Agency, she had received a certain amount of psychological training, so she was now very clear on why Min Rou was like this.    

Min Rou was afraid that this was just a wishful thinking dream.    

Until yesterday, she had been looking forward to waking up from her nightmare.    

Now, she didn't like people waking her up.    

If this was also in a dream.    

"This is not a dream, it is real. Xiao Rou, you're safe. Those people who kidnapped you have basically been punished in the most brutal way. "    

Yue Zitong was still clear about what to say to make Min Rou quickly let go of her fear to face the new reality.    

She said, "Did you know? After you were kidnapped in Macau, Lee Nanfang immediately rushed over there, setting the entire Venus casino on fire. Those bad guys who kidnapped you were killed by him dozens of times. "Karawich, who once brought you to the balcony, was even forced by him to commit suicide by jumping off the roof of the 9th floor."    

As she spoke, Yue Zitong cupped Min Rou's face with both hands.    

He used a handkerchief to wipe the tears off her face, and gently smiled: "After that, Lee Nanfang came to British Island in order to save you. You are a lucky man. Because if there is a man who is willing to go through fire and water to save you, even if he has to stab a hole in the sky, he will be fearless. "    

Yeah, this is a lucky guy.    

Lee Nanfang died to save her.    

But — Min Rou, you should know that he is my fiancé.    

In order to save you, my fiancé killed so many people. In the end, even he was buried in the ocean.    

Yue Zitong couldn't help but feel sad when she thought of Lee Nanfang lying in the freezer, wrapped in a white cloth, with tears flowing down her long eyelashes without any warning.    

After listening to her talk about Lee Nanfang, Min Rou's eyes began to shine.    

Of course she believed everything Director Yue said.    

He believed that Lee Nanfang would not hesitate to go through fire and water to save her.    

She was incomparably pleased.    

That was because she knew that she was not in love with the wrong person.    

Even though the person she fell in love with was a married man.    

But what did it matter?    

True love didn't have to be owned by each other, but whenever she thought of the man she loved, her heart would feel as sweet as honey.    

In order to protect this sincere love, Min Rou would rather come alone.    

Even in death, he would never regret this choice.    

At the moment of her death, she would smile and say to the heavens that her life had not been lived in vain. It was just that — her heart always ached.    

Min Rou's heart abruptly ached again.    

She saw Yue Zitong's tears drop down in large droplets.    

Obviously, Yue Zitong didn't want to cry. She was biting her lip so hard that blood started to appear.    

She wanted to laugh!    

With a strong smile, he told Min Rou that no matter what difficulties she would encounter in the future, she was not to be feared.    

But why, the more she wanted to laugh, the more urgent her tears became?    

Maybe it was because Lee Nanfang was already dead.    

"Y-Director Yue, y-what happened to you?"    

Min Rou, who still needed someone to comfort her a moment ago, sank into a deep depression when she saw Yue Zitong trying her best to hold in her tears.    

He sank into the ice cave.    

So cold!    

Instinctively, Min Rou immediately thought of Lee Nanfang.    

If it wasn't for Lee Nanfang, Yue Zitong wouldn't be crying so bitterly and despair wouldn't have appeared in her tears.    

She suddenly grabbed Yue Zitong's hand and asked with a creaking voice, "Director Yue, Lee Nanfang, Lee Nanfang, has something happened to them?"    

It was fine if she didn't say anything.    

Upon saying that, Yue Zitong finally found a close companion who could hug her head and cry.    

After learning that Lee Nanfang had died, Yue Zitong had cried for him more than once when she saw his body that looked like a steamed pig.    

They were both crying silently, letting the tears flow freely.    

There had never been someone who could hug someone and cry out in joy like this.    

As he cried, he scolded the heavens and cursed this damned world!    

She said she didn't understand.    

She had lost her father when she was young and had been bullied by the Yue Clan.    

Why did the heavens take him away when he finally found a man he liked and was ready to be a happy wife and mother?    

What kind of god could step on a horse?    

What the f * ck is this world!    

Crying.    

Must cry.    

Not only was it not painful, it was also insufficient to release all of the pressure she had been enduring these past few days.    

It would have been better if he had just died. But why, why did God take Grandfather away again?    

Before the old man passed away, he didn't forget to scam her and push her onto the throne of the Patriarch of Yue Family.    

What kind of shitty throne is this?    

Did he really think that Aunt Yue was some brainless woman?    

The whistling sound of ten thousand mud horses reminded Yue Zitong from time to time. She was the puppet that Lao Yue had pushed forward in order to stabilize the Yue Clan's position in China.    

He was still one of the most valuable ones, with many vicious and powerful ones backing him up.    

As long as she had the help of these people, Lao Yue, who had already gone to carry the urinal to heaven, was sure that the Yue Clan would not be defeated within two years at least.    

Two years of time was more than enough for the other Yue Clan members to grow up.    

At the same time, he would also be able to squeeze out all of Yue Zitong's value within a short period of time.    

When her value was squeezed dry, it would be her death date.    

Then, when she closed her eyes in relief, she would curse the life of this dog.    

Yue Zitong had figured this out the day after she received the imprint from Lao Yue.    

She could refuse.    

After all, no one liked being squeezed dry and then thrown away like trash, especially since her small life was very comfortable.    

But he couldn't refuse.    

She was a descendant of the Yue Clan's direct line of descent, and had the noble bloodline of the Yue Clan's ancestors flowing through her body.    

She had the responsibility and the obligation to stand up and shout out her life when the Yue Clan urgently needed her.    

Her beloved man had become a steamed pig. At the most, in two years, she would also be squeezed into a dried up fate before being thrown away by the greedy Yue Clan people.    

Who wouldn't cry in joy after finally finding a good sister who could hold her head and cry?    

At first, it was Min Rou crying, but Yue Zitong consoled her.    

Now that it was her who was crying, Min Rou could only accompany her for three whole minutes. Seeing that her tears were still as strong as a fountain, she was worried that she would ruin her body by crying.    

Qi Yue, who was sitting on the sofa in the guest room outside, could hear the two of them crying and cursing at the same time.    

However, not only did she not come over to persuade him otherwise, even the speed at which the pages of the magazine flipped was the same as before.    

This was like completely ignoring everything else outside the window and wholeheartedly focusing on the Book of Virtue.    

It was the almost full-fledged long-legged girl in the magazine, who didn't quite fit in with the Book of Virtue.    

A top bodyguard must be able to be seen as air by his employer.    

When the crying finally stopped, Qi Yue heaved a sigh of relief.