C53 My Lord I Can't Take This Anymore
C53 My Lord I Can't Take This Anymore
A fine of up to two thousand yuan. As long as one was running away, he or she would not take it seriously. Bai Linger did not intend to use the fine to punish someone for his scum. What she cared about was the latter.
Detention, ah, can last up to 15 days!
Bai Linger swore that during Lee Nanfang's detention, she would use all her connections to provide him with the 'highest level' of detention services.
It was true that a mere fifteen days of detention would not allow Bai Linger to overstep her boundaries no matter how much she tortured this guy, much less quell her obscene anger. However, as long as she could be reasonable and legal, making this scumbag suffer was her greatest wish.
As long as you are still alive, as long as you are still in Qingshan City, I will change my method and allow you to live an incomparably wonderful life!
Looking at Lee Nanfang's stupefied expression, Bai Linger couldn't help but want to laugh crazily at the sky, but she had to hold it in. She must not let others see that she was trying to take revenge for herself, otherwise she wouldn't be a qualified police officer.
"Bai … Officer Bai, how have you been …"
"Stop trying to get close, please show me your driver's license."
"Nope."
Lee Nanfang replied straightforwardly. He turned around and looked at Yue Zitong while complaining in a low voice, "I already said I don't want to drive anymore. You have to pretend to be the big boss and let me be the coachman. Is this good?"
"How do I know there's a traffic policeman on duty in the rain?"
Yue Zitong glared at him and retorted righteously, as if it was a shameful crime for a policeman to come out on duty in the rain.
"You also told me that she went to become a police officer!"
Lee Nanfang continued to complain: "Hmph, if I knew she was a pinch on the road, I wouldn't have driven even if I were to walk."
Bang, bang, bang. Bai Linger, who was standing outside, knocked on the car door again. She urged Lee Nanfang to get off quickly and to follow her back to the station to accept the punishment of justice.
"Wait!"
Lee Nanfang said impatiently.
Bai Linger was not angry. "Hehe, just wait and see. I don't believe you can get a driver's license!"
Obviously, Yue Zitong could see what Bai Linger was thinking from her excited expression. Of course, she didn't want her conspiracy to succeed, but since she was standing at the top of the law, she couldn't use force to resist, right?
He was in a rush to recover. He took out his cell phone and dialed the city police station's Director Zhang's number, "Director Zhang, I'm Yue Zitong. There was something I wanted to ask you. I think I said that some officer surnamed Bai had been reduced to a police officer. But she's a traffic cop now, and she checked my car. "Speaking of which, it's my fault …"
With a few words, Director Yue made things clear. It was just that she accidentally twisted her leg and let Lee Nanfang, who didn't have a driver's license, drive her to the hospital. She was personally supervising from the side, but unexpectedly, she met the traffic police on the way to check.
She also repeatedly criticised herself for saying that after her ankle was twisted, she should have died of pain. She shouldn't have let an unlicensed driver drive a car, so she was willing to accept severe punishment from the law, whether it be a fine or the detention of Lee Nanfang, to ensure that she had no objections.
In the end, they changed the topic. "May I ask, when did the police officers of Qingshan City manage to check the cars like the traffic police?"
Aunt, can't you stop for a while?
After hearing Yue Zitong's question, the bureau chief was very angry: If it wasn't for Lao Ma and the others, would I have let you go to the traffic police? Yet, you seized the opportunity to settle the score. You are intentionally causing me trouble.
To be honest, driving without a license was a matter of life and death in the eyes of ordinary people, but in the eyes of the bureau chief, it was just a sentence.
Driving without a license was like cohabiting without a license. If he were to be serious, half of the Qingshan City would have to be turned into detention facilities.
"Hurry up, what are you doing? There's a traffic jam behind you, do you want me to use force on you?"
Bai Linger sneered. Just as she was about to call for help, her phone rang.
The director's voice was very high and he shouted, "Bai Linger, what are you trying to do? "Now that I have announced that you are no longer a traffic police officer, go back to your original street police station and work as a police officer!"
Bai Linger was stunned, "Director Zhang, I —"
"You what you? You don't understand me? Immediately! Also, don't forget to apologize to Lee Nanfang. "If you don't want to, then so be it. You can resign then!"
The bureau chief scolded Bai Linger as if he was scolding his grandson. He hung up the phone without waiting for her to say anything else.
The director's voice was so loud when he made the call that it was hard for Lee Nanfang, who was leaning on the window, to not hear it.
Seeing the corner of her mouth twitching but not daring to say "I won't do it", Lee Nanfang felt extremely satisfied even before she started to serve you grandsons. He pretended to smile sinisterly: "Officer Bai, ah, now I should call you Officer Bai." Don't forget to apologize to me, I will welcome your presence. Heh, heh, heh! "
Lee Nanfang's arrogant appearance made Bai Linger want to kick the car door. Her right foot was raised and put down — she could see the desire on Lee Nanfang's face.
"I will kill you. Just you wait!"
Bai Linger gritted her teeth as she looked at the car getting further and further away.
Yue Zitong didn't like Lee Nanfang's current expression, so after hearing him whistle happily, she couldn't help but say lightly: "To be honest, I'm very sorry about making that phone call. I really should have let you be taken away so that I wouldn't feel disgusted … "
With a creaking sound, the car that was moving normally stopped in the middle of the road. Luckily, the driver was quick. He quickly braked, so he didn't try to catch up. Instead, he stuck his head out the window and cursed something.
"Are you sick? Stop the car all of a sudden!"
After the emergency brake, Director Yue, who was sitting in the back seat, jumped forward due to inertia. His forehead hit the back of the seat and he suddenly raised his head, asking angrily.
"It was you who made me drive without a license, and it was you who tried to get in touch with the traffic police after they checked the car, but now I look back and say that I should be detained. "Hehe, Yue Zitong, Bai Linger doesn't dare to say no to her boss, I, Lee Nanfang dare."
Lee Nanfang sneered, pushed open the car door and jumped down: "Uncle, I'm done with this, why don't you invite someone else to be your future husband?" "To be honest, I've had enough of your temper. I've really taken myself seriously, it's just because I'm used to you!"
Yue Zitong looked at Lee Nanfang, who was walking briskly towards the sidewalk. She suspected that something was wrong with her ears. He actually dared to say those words to her.
Was this still Lee Nanfang, the one who had always been subservient to her and had always been subservient to her?
All of a sudden, Yue Zitong felt like crying.
She felt that she was already worthy of this scumbag. After using despicable methods to torment her for two consecutive nights, hadn't she just kicked him and pulled him down?
Why? Just because she couldn't stand his arrogant words and complained to him twice, he dared to call himself grandpa? He even said that he had had enough of her temper. Did he really get used to it?
Who was spoiling who, and who was trying to be patient?
The guy driving from the back, waited for a long time for the car to move, then angrily ran over and stuck his head out of the front window, cursing, "Hey, are you going or not, taking over the toilet …"
"Scram!"
Yue Zitong's sudden shout scared the guy so much that he trembled. He was about to glare at her, but he suddenly felt a strong killing intent. It was as if the person sitting inside the car wasn't a beauty, but a female leopard that could jump out and bite his throat at any moment.
Lee Nanfang didn't feel that he did anything wrong because he clearly understood last night that even if he was to be wronged, he couldn't let down his wife's good intentions. He decided to sincerely accept Yue Zitong.
Since that was the case, he could no longer treat Yue Zitong as his aunt, but as a wife instead.
A good man can listen to his wife, be willing to cook for his wife, amuse her when she is not happy, make her angry when she is happy, and strike a blow against her slut's will — whatever, it's not shameful, it's just the fun of a boudoir, or it's very elegant.
However, Lee Nanfang definitely couldn't endure it. After the couple succeeded together, she didn't have a husband to accompany them. It was fine that she teamed up with him to mock the enemy, but she just had to use her righteous face to criticize him for being too proud.
If this wasn't what they were used to, then what was it?
If this continued, would Lee Nanfang still have any dignity in front of her?
Even if she didn't want the dignity of a man, she would look down on him for the rest of her life. In the future, she might do what she had done the night before and act as if she didn't care for him at all.
It was the greatest humiliation to a man, not his husband but a servant, a dog slave. Lee Nanfang was far from being that conscious.
Lee Nanfang walked into the waiting area with a cold expression. He hesitated for a moment before dialing a number.
A beep sounded out and the call connected.
It was as if they were waiting for him to call them.
A gentle voice, like an invisible stream of warmth, came over, dispelling the resentment in Jack's heart. "Nanfang."
Lee Nanfang pursed his lips, held the phone with both of his hands and sat down.
"Nanfang, is that you?"
His wife's voice sounded much older than before. This was probably Lee Nanfang's imagination.
"Mistress, it's me."
Lee Nanfang sniffed and chuckled, "Are you alright?"
"Alright, I'm fine."
"It's the rainy season. Does your waist still hurt?"
"It's still the same. It's been the same for my entire life."
Mistress was silent for a moment, then she said, "Nanfang, you can't blame Mistress for making the decision for you, right?"
"How can I? I know very well that all of this is for my own good. "
Even if someone used the soles of his shoes to slap Lee Nanfang's face and force him to blame his wife, that would be impossible.
"Nanfang, I know, you wanted to call me a long time ago, sigh."
Mistress sighed and said, "If you can't take it anymore, then don't let yourself be wronged." However, other than Zitong, I really don't know which other woman is worthy enough to be my Nanfang. "
Tears suddenly rolled down from the corner of his eyes, but Lee Nanfang laughed heartily: "Hah, mistress, you misunderstood my intention of calling you." "I'm going to say thank you personally. You're right, besides Yue Zitong, no one else is worthy enough to thank me, Lee Nanfang!"