Strongest Guard

Like yesterday, after Yue Zitong finished washing her face and rinsing her mouth, she crossed her arms in front of her chest and leaned on the kitchen door frame, watching Lee Nanfang busy with breakfast.    

    

Lee Nanfang looked back and was surprised: "Eh, there are no dark circles under your eyes this morning. Did you think of a good way to deal with this old man?"    

    

"Of course, this is a piece of cake for me."    

    

"Continue bragging, I'll cook."    

    

"You should know why I'm taking you in by now, right?"    

    

Yue Zitong asked casually.    

    

Lee Nanfang replied without turning his head, "I wonder if it will work? Your family's old man is very interested in talking. Speak what you should and what you shouldn't. "At your age, you don't even have a door on your mouth."    

    

Yue Zitong looked at him with a sharp gaze. "Then, what do you think?"    

    

"What do you think? What do I think?"    

    

"Do you really want to live together with me?"    

    

When Yue Zitong asked this question, she intentionally asked with an extremely calm tone, as if she wasn't talking about her life, but about what she had cooked this morning.    

    

Lee Nanfang shuddered: "It's better if you kill me."    

    

"Bastard, I'm afraid my hands are dirty."    

    

Yue Zitong cursed and said, "I made up my mind last night. After my mother comes, we'll stay in my bedroom."    

    

"You might as well kill me."    

    

"Listen to me first!"    

    

Yue Zitong was angry. If it wasn't for the fact that he was cooking, she would have taken off her shoes and threw it at him.    

    

Director Yue had racked his brains to come up with this idea, but it was actually an old idea. However, the older the idea, the more effective it would be. It was just like how the older the antique, the more valuable it would be.    

    

After his mother-in-law came, Lee Nanfang could sleep in Yue Zitong's bedroom at night. However, there was no point thinking about sleeping on the bed with Director Yue, he could only sleep on the floor.    

    

"Sigh, actually I had no other choice, so I came up with this plan. Because my mom is such a coward, she would be scared if she saw that we were playing on the spot. "    

    

Yue Zitong sighed and continued, "So that's the only way. For you, it's also a good thing that you don't have to live in a house without air conditioning. It's killing two birds with one stone. "Of course, if you are still unwilling and want to assault me while I'm asleep, you can do whatever you want. I promise that I won't turn you into a eunuch."    

    

Lee Nanfang naturally agreed with Yue Zitong's idea of killing two birds with one stone.    

    

However, he also asked a question, which was that someone like Director Yue, who was obviously lacking in strength, could come up with this idea, so how could his old man not think of it?    

    

Perhaps Lao Yue would even specifically tell his mother-in-law to listen to a wall outside the door one night — this was a joke, but it was highly likely to appear.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't think about this and frowned. "Do you have a way to deal with it?"    

    

"There must be at least eight hundred ways to let others know that we're real pawns."    

    

Lee Nanfang sounded very confident: "For example, intentionally opening the door a crack, like installing a surveillance head in our bedroom, for example, when we, as youngsters, can't help but sit on the sofa in the living room, and then mess around in the swimming pool behind us … Oh no, when will you get rid of the bad habit of throwing your shoes around?"    

    

Yue Zitong gritted her teeth and said with a sinister tone, "If you dare to spout nonsense again, the next one that will fly will be the kitchen knife."    

    

"It's just a joke, is there a need to be so serious? "No wonder you're in your eighties and still an old spinster who can't get married."    

    

Before Yue Zitong got angry, Lee Nanfang quickly said: "The easiest way is to play a serenade with us. Do you understand the serenade? When I see your big eyes flicker, you seem to be completely ignorant. "    

    

Yue Zitong sneered, and curled her lips: "Tsk, aren't you just learning from those women in the Japan porno film, oh oh oh ah?"    

    

Lee Nanfang immediately became spirited: "Oh, you're still from the same group. Tell me, who do you like to see in the lead? Baudolino or little Zemira? "I personally like the latter because her milk — fuck, I already said not to throw your shoes around, but still like this. Do you believe that I'll leave you in a temper right now and let you take on your old man's anger by yourself?"    

    

Yue Zitong didn't really dare to force him to run away. The main issue was that no one would be able to cook for her in the future. In the past, she had looked for a nanny to cook for.    

    

This matter couldn't be reminded of him, in case this brat really went to cook. If he wanted to keep a free slave, he had to constantly instill in him the thought that he was useless. If it wasn't because he pitied Lee Nanfang, he would have already kicked him out of the kitchen.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't know these gloomy thoughts in Director Yue's heart. While carrying the fruits of his hard work the whole morning, he boasted proudly for a few minutes.    

    

Director Yue naturally nodded his head slightly as a reward.    

    

After receiving Director Yue's acknowledgment, Lee Nanfang became even happier.    

    

It was said that it was bad for people to enjoy themselves. Lee Nanfang was immediately punished when he was tossing coins after breakfast.    

    

At last, Yue Zitong got back onto the game. She laughed maniacally towards the sky, without the image of a lady. She sat on the sofa where Lee Nanfang used to sit, rested her feet on the table, and lit a cigarette as she watched him work.    

    

She even reminded him from time to time to wash himself clean. She would check him later, and if he didn't pass, then he would return to work an endless number of times.    

    

In short, Director Yue was very happy. He swore to himself that when he was free at work, he would practice his coin throwing skills and strive so that every time a coin fell, it would be written down.    

    

She had a real feeling that a great man had once said the meaning of a sentence: "Fighting against the heavens and the earth is a pleasure, fighting against others is a pleasure."    

    

"Kid, what are you standing here for?"    

    

When Director Yue walked out of the living room with the small bag in his hand, he found Lee Nanfang standing in front of the car, looking towards the hill in front of the mansion.    

    

"To work at the company."    

    

Lee Nanfang turned around and said, "Let's take a ride along the way."    

    

"Didn't I give you three days leave?"    

    

Yue Zitong was a little confused as she sized him up. "You'll take the initiative to ask to go to work in advance. Tell me, what kind of schemes and tricks are there?"    

    

"Bullsh * t, I'm just used to being bored at home."    

    

Lee Nanfang cursed: "I'd rather go to work. Of course, if you allow me to go to the second floor when I'm at home …"    

    

"You're dreaming."    

    

Yue Zitong interrupted him bluntly. She thought for a while and said, "Hmm, it's meaningless to watch TV alone at home. Then, let's go to work. For the sake of your good performance, I can transfer you from the small car class to the sales department. "Although you don't know how to learn, but I found out that you're quite talkative. You should have a way to trick people when you go out."    

    

Lee Nanfang said straightforwardly, "No."    

    

"Are you really not going? The salary and bonus of the sales office are all higher than that of the car shift. "    

    

"No, I like being in the car class. I like those simple drivers."    

    

When Lee Nanfang talked about those drivers, a gentle expression surfaced on his face. The drivers who were getting ready to go to work all over Qingshan City shuddered at the same time and subconsciously started to worry about the money in their wallets.    

    

Since this guy didn't know how to appreciate favors, Yue Zitong couldn't be bothered to persuade him otherwise. She threw the car keys over to him.    

    

"I don't have a driver's license. Can I drive?"    

    

Lee Nanfang asked worriedly with the car keys.    

    

"What?"    

    

Yue Zitong suspected that she had misheard him. "You, you don't have a driver's license?"    

    

Lee Nanfang's face was full of curiosity: "Is it weird to not have a driver's license?"    

    

"Then why did you go to the car class?"    

    

"You arranged for me to go there. It was so cold and scary at the time. Do you dare say I wouldn't?"    

    

"You, you're really pissing me off!"    

    

Yue Zitong stomped her foot and angrily asked, "Trash, you don't even know how to drive a car? What else can you do?"    

    

Lee Nanfang said in all seriousness: "I can cook, and I can even eat."    

    

"Heavens, how can you take this shameless bastard away with a thunderbolt?"    

    

Yue Zitong howled in grief as she grabbed the keys to open the door.    

    

"Heh heh, the heavens won't let out thunder …"    

    

Before Lee Nanfang finished his sentence, there was suddenly a crack in the overcast sky. The thunder rumbled above his head, causing him to jump onto the car like a rabbit. He looked at the sky speechlessly.    

    

The rain fell down like a curtain of pearls falling from the sky, densely hitting the ground and creating layers of mist that drifted back and forth with the wind.    

    

Frank put down his binoculars and turned back to Jesse, who was holding the umbrella. "I don't think the target database said she had a man with her?"    

    

Jesse said in a firm voice, "No. When we went to the villa the night before last, I didn't see any sign of a man who had lived in her house. "    

    

"Then look, what's their relationship?"    

    

"Maybe it's the target's pretty boy."    

    

Jesse laughed despicably, "You saw it through the binoculars just now. That kid is quite handsome. Women have lived alone for a long time, so it's normal for them to bring a man to have fun and harmony. "    

    

"Hm, what you say makes a lot of sense."    

    

Frank also laughed out loud, "If it's not necessary, let that kid go. It's not easy to live this long, so it's a bit of a loss to lose his life."    

    

If Lee Nanfang heard their conversation, he would definitely nod his head and say, "Yes, yes, the world is so good." If he heard their conversation, Lee Nanfang would definitely nod his head and repeatedly say, yes, yes, the world is so good.    

    

"Hey, stop the car!"    

    

Yue Zitong was concentrating on driving the car and getting ready to cross the road when Lee Nanfang suddenly called out to her in a low voice.    

    

She quickly stepped on the brakes and asked, "What happened?"    

    

Lee Nanfang's face was almost pressed against the window. He looked outside and muttered, "That girl just now, she doesn't seem to be wearing panties."    

    

"Lee Nanfang!"    

    

"Here!"    

    

Only then did Lee Nanfang realize that Yue Zitong was beside him. He shouldn't have said what he had just discovered. He hurriedly explained with a coy smile, "Cough, my aunt, I was just worried that she would catch a cold …"    

    

"Get lost!"    

    

"It's raining outside."    

    

"I'll say it one last time, get lost."    

    

"Can I borrow an umbrella?"    

    

Just when Lee Nanfang was about to reach behind for the umbrella, Yue Zitong reached over to open the car door, pushed him out, slammed the car door, and sped past the intersection.    

    

"Yue Zitong, what right do you have to interfere with my freedom to discover and appreciate beauty? Jealous? "Ha, then wear it like that too. I promise I won't look at anyone else!"    

    

Lee Nanfang, who was soaked in the rain, pointed at the car and cursed.