Strongest Guard

Lee Nanfang refused Helan Xiaoxin's unreasonable request.    

"Don't go, dear."    

After Lee Nanfang got rid of her, he stood up and prepared to walk towards the bathroom, but the woman hugged him.    

"Helan Xiaoxin, who did you learn these moves from?"    

Lee Nanfang raised his leg and pushed her out slowly. Then, he frowned and asked, "Although you were shameless in the past, you haven't reached such a stage."    

"In prison."    

Helan Xiaoxin chuckled as she stood up and pressed herself against his chest without any shyness. "How is it, do you like it?" I want you to be honest with me, this request is too much, right? "    

A woman who loves you wholeheartedly, after devoting herself to you for an entire night, I hope you can honestly answer whether or not you like her endless new tricks, will you be willing to say no?    

Lee Nanfang couldn't bear it.    

Helan Xiaoxin smiled even more charmingly. "Then, what if Zitong and I serve you like this for at least fifteen years?"    

These words were Helan Xiaoxin's true purpose in risking her life to take the risk of getting injured, giving up her dignity as a Miss of Helan Family, and going all out to curry favor with Lee Nanfang.    

Lee Nanfang didn't say anything. He bent down and reached out his hand to pick up her knee. After holding her in his arms, he walked into the bathroom with big strides.    

He didn't say anything because he didn't know what to say.    

Lee Nanfang had already wished for the two beauties to imitate White Peony and serve him together.    

However, he did not want this wish to be linked to some sort of transaction.    

Pleasure is pleasure, business is business, don't be confused, all right?    

He thought so in his heart, but he couldn't say it out loud.    

Otherwise, he would have hurt Helan Xiaoxin's self-esteem — Sister Xin, does he still have self-esteem in front of him?    

There should still be some left over.    

She could do all sorts of things to please him, but she didn't want to be the tool he wanted to use.    

No matter how terrible she behaved last night, or even now, she was Helan Xiaoxin.    

"I won't force you."    

In the spacious and comfortable bathtub, Helan Xiaoxin held up a handful of water and sprinkled it on Lee Nanfang's chest, saying, "As long as you treat me well, I will be satisfied. As for Zitong's future, as well as Fu Su's future, I will think of another way. "    

You can't guess a woman's thoughts, you can't guess.    

Actually, you shouldn't believe what the woman said.    

The greatest characteristic of their speech was that they didn't mean what they said. Helan Xiaoxin had thoroughly explained this idiom.    

Like now, when she said that no matter who's who and who's future is, she didn't care about Lee Nanfang anymore. If she didn't care about Lee Nanfang, she wouldn't say that.    

Currently, she should be talking about Hua Yeshen's injuries.    

Even if she said Sister Shen was dead, it would still prove that she was concerned about Hua Yeshen.    

But she didn't.    

Wu said, "I don't want to think about these things while the Night God is in a state of uncertainty. Especially if Holan Fusu can become the head of your family, I will not even consider it. Do you understand what I mean? "    

Helan Xiaoxin's slender eyebrows twitched slightly. "How can I not understand …"    

Lee Nanfang interrupted her: "If you understand, then you shouldn't say this."    

"But there are some things that you can't hide from, regardless of whether you should say it or not."    

Helan Xiaoxin held some water in her hands and watched as it quickly dripped from the seams of her hands. She said softly, "Zitong's pride as the Patriarch forced her to not explain to you why she was so heartless to you back then. Furthermore, I will not tell you that for the half a year before her and the 'Bone Graveyard' was held, she would spend half an hour's worth of time every day in the afternoon to talk to the white jade casket. "    

Raising her head, Helan Xiaoxin looked at Lee Nanfang and smiled. "I don't think you saw her right hand when the two of you were alone last night?"    

Lee Nanfang shook his head. "No." What am I looking at her right hand for? "    

"On her right palm, there is a scar that has yet to completely heal. With such a shocking scar on her delicate and beautiful palm, it would absolutely be a waste of heaven's gift. When I saw it, my heart ached. "    

Helan Xiaoxin's right hand slowly turned as if she was dreaming. "I'll ask her how she got this scar. But she doesn't say — do you know? "    

Lee Nanfang smiled and said: "Don't tell me you cut me with your knife because you missed me too much?"    

Helan Xiaoxin ignored his smile and continued, "Those were shattered with a white jade bone ash box."    

She asked Yue Zitong how she had gotten the bruises on her palm.    

Yue Zitong didn't tell her.    

However, this did not stop Helan Xiaoxin from asking Zong Gaang about the origin of the scar.    

The scar on the palm of Yue Zitong's hand was left behind when she held her Yin wedding ceremony with Lee Nanfang on the 28th of May at Longfeng Slope.    

That day, when the temporary hotel was raided by tornadoes and people were fleeing in panic, Holan Fusu was worried about her safety. He rushed in and tried to pull her out, but accidentally knocked away the urns in her arms.    

At that time, Yue Zitong immediately went crazy. She didn't care about Holan Fusu pulling her out as she was worried that she would be taken away by the tornado.    

After giving Holan Fusu a fierce slap, she kneeled on the ground and tried to collect Lee Nanfang's' ashes'.    

The result was a sharp cut on the white jade stump.    

In fact, Lee Nanfang also saw the blood on her hand the other day, but he thought it was Qi Yue's blood.    

Because Qi Yue had been beaten up by a strange person with powerful martial arts skills, so she fell into Yue Zitong's arms while she was spurting out blood.    

Of course, Yue Zitong would subconsciously hug her, only to get wet with blood.    

Therefore, he had no idea that there was a scar on Yue Zitong's hand, much less the exact origin of the scar.    

Just like what Helan Xiaoxin said, after Yue Zitong became the family head, the dignity of the Wealthy Class family's family head gave her too much pride — she would rather be misunderstood than to say these things to move Lee Nanfang.    

If she really said these things, it would change her impression in Lee Nanfang's heart, but it would also make her suspect that she was taking revenge.    

It was more likely that Lee Nanfang would misunderstand and have the opposite effect.    

In this regard, she disdained doing so.    

Last night when she was alone with Lee Nanfang, she would rather use silence, concern, tears and the last game to let him know how much she loved him than to say these things.    

If Yue Zitong didn't say anything, of course there would be someone to tell Lee Nanfang for her.    

It was to let him know all of this, but when Helan Xiaoxin said it, the meaning was vastly different from what Yue Zitong said.    

The effect of being 'moved' naturally had a world of difference.    

Lee Nanfang was silent.    

Helan Xiaoxin didn't disturb him. She stood up and walked lightly out of the bathtub and into the guest room.    

Soon, she was back.    

With two cigarettes burning in his mouth, he walked back into the bathtub and sat down next to him.    

Lee Nanfang still didn't say anything after the two of them looked at each other and puffed for a while.    

Helan Xiaoxin became a little unhappy, "Nanfang, do you think that Zitong will let you down?"    

Lee Nanfang didn't answer and asked, "Have you guys thought about Hua Yeshen? Think about how on the day of her wedding a chopstick pierced through her heart and she is currently in intensive care? "    

Helan Xiaoxin let out a long puff of smoke and dipped half of the cigarette into the water.    

With a soft sizzling sound, a puff of green smoke rose from the surface of the water, causing the cigarette butt to turn black.    

She looked at the raised black cigarette, lost in thought.    

Why hadn't she thought about Hua Yeshen?    

Not only would she think about it, Yue Zitong also thought about it.    

No matter how much Yue Zitong loved Little Nephew, even if it hurt, it was still a love that couldn't change the fact that Hua Yeshen saved her life.    

If Hua Yeshen was purely Hua Yeshen, like before, she would at most be a friend to Lee Nanfang. Helan Xiaoxin and the other two wouldn't be in a difficult position.    

Great misunderstandings, along with the existence of love, truth and forced and other objective factors, will be solved.    

Lee Nanfang would definitely be like a man. He would forgive Yue Zitong, who used him as a juicer, and bring her and Helan Xiaoxin into the harem, enjoying the blessings of a match.    

However, Hua Yeshen was Lee Nanfang's legal and proper wife.    

Even though the wedding was interrupted midway by the assassin.    

But from the moment they walked out onto the red carpet, arm in arm, they were already recognized as husband and wife.    

In order to save Yue Zitong, Lee Nanfang's wife had been seriously injured by an assassin. Even if she would recover soon, he couldn't abandon her and keep both of his beauties in his harem.    

Then he would drown in saliva.    

Therefore, no matter how much Yue Zitong loved him and was willing to serve him with Helan Xiaoxin, Lee Nanfang could not accept it.    

Helan Xiaoxin didn't know how to answer Lee Nanfang's question.    

"It's the past, let it be the past."    

Lee Nanfang patted Helan Xiaoxin's wrist and stood up from the bathtub: "What's more, I'm not interested in the scheming in your Wealthy Class. He didn't want to get involved either. I prefer to be a simple businessman and pay taxes to the state on time. When the country needs me to hold a gun to protect my country, I will be duty-bound, "he said.    

Helan Xiaoxin pressed her hands on the edge of the bathtub as she looked at Lee Nanfang's back. She asked coldly, "Do you think that just by saying a few words, all of this will be over?"    

"What do you mean?"    

Lee Nanfang pulled down a towel, wrapped it around his waist, and turned around to ask her: "You want me to betray my wife, who was seriously injured in order to save people, and walk together with Yue Zitong?"    

"I, that's not what I meant."    

"Tell me what you mean."    

"My meaning is very simple."    

Helan Xiaoxin let go and slowly slipped into the bathtub like a big white fish, revealing only her face. She looked at the ceiling and said, "At the very least, you can't just ignore Zitong's life."    

If Hua Yeshen's bridegroom today wasn't Lee Nanfang, even if it was God, he wouldn't have changed Yue Zitong's plans to marry Helan Xiaoxin Nü.    

According to their meticulous plans, their marriage would help Holan Fusu hit Helan Qunxing hard, stabilizing his position as the Patriarch of Helan Family, and at the same time, provide the conditions to the maximum extent so that Yue Zitong, Yue Lincheng, and the others wouldn't dare to touch her.    

Given enough time, with the help of He Lan and her sister, Yue Zitong was sure to take care of Yue Lincheng and the rest.    

She had realized that she was the Yue Clan's Wu Zetian, who held true power in her hands.    

But Hua Yeshen's bridegroom was Lee Nanfang.    

The instant Lee Nanfang took off his mask, it made everyone think about how Yue Zitong took advantage of him.    

It was true that Lee Nanfang's appearance would not interfere with the continued marriage of Yue Zitong and Helan Xiaoxin.    

However, this ridiculous marriage would become the biggest laughing stock.    

Yue Zitong, who was treated as a laughingstock, would never be able to establish her prestige as the Patriarch in the future.    

So she had to end the wedding.    

Thus, she returned to the starting point.    

Yue Lincheng, his son, and the rest, how were they going to take care of her?