Strongest Guard

Other than ignoring Lee Nanfang forever, Min Rou really had no other way to threaten him.    

    

Lee Nanfang, who was sitting opposite to Kaihuang Group and drinking tea in a teahouse, wanted to laugh.    

    

However, he did not dare to do so. He had overheard the sobbing tone of Secretary Min's voice. If he really could not hold back his laughter, then there would be no hope of being forgiven by her in the future.    

    

He could only pretend to be cautious as he asked, "Secretary Min, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"    

    

"Director Yue, Director Yue —"    

    

Min Rou couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She narrated what Yue Zitong had said just now in an intermittent manner, except the ones that Director Yue wanted to make a match for the two of them.    

    

"Oh, I know."    

    

The smile on Lee Nanfang's face had disappeared long ago, but his tone remained calm and indifferent.    

    

Min Rou asked, "Then come back quickly and flatter me!"    

    

Lee Nanfang retorted, "Even if I go back, what can I do? Should I beat Lao Jin up, or take the initiative to recommend a pillow to him in place of my aunt? "    

    

Min Rou immediately choked.    

    

Yeah, what's the use of Lee Nanfang rushing back in time?    

    

Taking out his trashy demeanor and exposing the tattoos all over his body to threaten Lao Jin?    

    

With Lao Jin's rich social experience, it was impossible for him to not consider this point. It was one thing for Lee Nanfang to not show himself, but once he did, he would definitely be taken away by the police.    

    

Lee Nanfang slapped him a second time, pulling out the back of his incisors and needing surgery to consolidate it.    

    

"Lee Nanfang, only now do I officially admit that you are indeed a scum."    

    

Min Rou remained silent for a long time before she hung up the phone.    

    

"I was just a scum before, alright?"    

    

Lee Nanfang touched his earlobes, muttered something to himself, then picked up his teacup and started drinking his tea.    

    

After hearing the information Wang Defa had gathered, Lee Nanfang thought Lao Jin was purely for revenge, which was a very normal reaction. After all, the father and son duo, regardless of what kind of trash Young Master Jin was, after being beaten to a pulp by him, Lao Jin would not be indifferent to it.    

    

Therefore, when Lee Nanfang decided to make him regret it, he only made him regret offending Yue Zitong.    

    

However, he never would have thought that Lao Jin's ambitions would be so huge. It was one thing to make a deal with his son and hope to get Yue Zitong, but the key point was that he still coveted Kaihuang Group and wanted to become the corporation's big boss through his established relationship with Aunt Yue.    

    

Countless facts had proven that when a person's ambition expanded to the point where he couldn't bear it anymore, his doomsday had arrived.    

    

The current thinking of the gold zone was very much in line with the classic line in the cartoon "Goblet's Attack": "If God wants you to perish, he must make you crazy first."    

    

Slowly putting down the teacup, Lee Nanfang looked at his long clean right hand and said after a long silence, "I'm doing a good deed. I hope you won't come and bother me."    

    

It was time to get off work. Min Rou walked out of the room with quick and quick steps when she heard the sharp and clear sound of heels on the floor.    

    

Yue Zitong had put on some makeup, a little eyeliner, some lipstick, a Prada dress, and a pair of white leather shoes. She looked more charming and less cold than usual.    

    

"Don't worry, there are a lot of things that have already been cleared. It's just that."    

    

Yue Zitong looked at Min Rou and comforted her with a smile.    

    

If Director Yue didn't have anything to rely on, I wonder if she would be able to maintain her current calmness.    

    

"Director Yue, I-I called Lee Nanfang already."    

    

Min Rou lowered her eyes and said in a low voice.    

    

Yue Zitong's brows slightly raised as she asked indifferently, "What did he say?"    

    

"He said, said — —"    

    

Min Rou gritted her teeth and said honestly, "Even if he comes back, what use is it? Should I beat up Lao Jin or recommend him to your pillow instead? "    

    

"He's telling the truth."    

    

The knuckles on Yue Zitong's right hand, which was holding her purse, suddenly turned white. She then turned around and walked away.    

    

If it was in normal times, when the Kaihuang Group employees saw Director Yue who usually looked like he didn't look anything, their eyes would definitely light up and their hearts would gush with countless versions of gossip to express their love and admiration for her after dressing up.    

    

Now, no one dared to have such thoughts. When people felt threatened, they would ignore a lot of beautiful scenery.    

    

Young Master Jin wouldn't. He was destined to be in a wheelchair all his life and wouldn't give up any chance to admire a beauty. This was what the people often said.    

    

"Aiyo, isn't this Director Yue?"    

    

Young Master Jin, who was lying on the sickbed, had his eyes light up. He propped up the bed with both hands and laughed: "What wind? It blew you here?"    

    

The wind of murder.    

    

Yue Zitong replied silently in her heart before forcing out a smile, "Young Master Jin, I came this time to apologize to you..."    

    

Before Yue Zitong could finish her words, the middle-aged woman beside Young Master Jin suddenly stood up and grabbed towards her face, screaming, "Little fox, who cares about your apology? You accompany my son's legs! "    

    

This middle-aged woman was Young Master Jin's mother, Lady Jin. She was guarding her son and scolding him for seducing her son into becoming a cripple when the fox spirit came.    

    

Tsk tsk tsk, look at this little vixen's thick makeup. When she walked, her small waist was swaying left and right, as if she was about to break. With a single glance, one could tell that she wasn't a proper woman.    

    

Speaking of which, if I don't blind this fox face and break her legs, I swear I won't give up!    

    

If Yue Zitong was just an ordinary girl, she definitely wouldn't be able to dodge Lady Jin's Nine Yin White Bone Claw.    

    

Who was Director Yue? He usually called himself a top secret service agent in China and called himself White Peony. In his entire life, he was most proud of his face that was as cold as ice and smiling like a fox spirit. If he was caught, how could he live in the future?    

    

Yue Zitong raised her foot and stomped on Lady Jin's stomach, knocking her to the ground. Her phoenix eyes glared and she was about to lose her temper.    

    

"Good, good, good, good!    

    

After seeing Yue Zitong kick her mother to the ground, Young Master Jin, who was sitting on the sickbed, didn't get angry. Instead, he clapped his hands and praised, "Yue Zitong, if you dare to kill my mother, then I'll give up on you!"    

    

Young Master Jin's words were like a bucket of cold water poured over his head, extinguishing Director Yue's anger. He coldly snorted and turned around to leave.    

    

Chief Jin asked her to come and apologize to her son. Since Wu Tie came, he said what he needed to say. As for kicking Lady Jin to the ground and rolling around on the ground like a pig, it was just a small accident. He believed that Lao Jin would forgive her.    

    

"Yue Zitong, you dare to leave?" Fine, you go, you go! "Ha, I swear, when you kneel in front of me and sing 'Conquer' in the future!"    

    

Young Master Jin's angry roars came from behind them. Yue Zitong acted like a dog and barked, "Do you really think you are Lee Nanfang? You made me so angry, so much that I can magnanimously forgive him?" Since you like to listen to the conquest, I'll let you sing until you're done.    

    

For some reason, Yue Zitong thought of that scumbag again. She felt a pinch in her heart and began to get annoyed as she walked quickly out of the Inpatient Department building. She didn't get into the car, instead, she took out a cigarette from her bag and took a deep breath before feeling better.    

    

I've treated that scumbag with such magnanimity in the past, if there's a chance in the future, I'll definitely let him know how amazing I am. Yue Zitong thought of this and heard a man's voice beside her, "Director Yue, why are you here?"    

    

Yue Zitong looked up and saw a young man in a beige shirt and gray trousers walking towards her with a gentleman's smile on his face.    

    

After putting out the cigarette, Yue Zitong smiled and said, "Nice to meet you, Young Master Feng."    

    

Ever since he had a chance to meet Yue Zitong two years ago, he had already become a heaven shocking figure. As long as he had time, he would always bring a bunch of fresh flowers to Kaihuang Group, expressing his admiration for Director Yue.    

    

Honestly speaking, regardless of appearance, height or nobility, Young Master Feng was the best among all the men. If he was with Yue Zitong, it would definitely be a superb combination of a golden couple.    

    

However, Yue Zitong was not interested in him at all. Even without Lee Nanfang, she didn't like Feng Yuntine.    

    

What Wu likes, is that kind of strong and vigorous, laugh as bright as the sun, when the arms force, there will be pimples, just like -- like Holan Fusu.    

    

Only that kind of reserved and heroic man, who was like a fierce lion in the training field, was qualified to be matched with Director Yue, who was like a blooming flower. What did Feng Yuntine, who looked good on the surface but was actually a silver wax spearhead, count as?    

    

However, even though she thought this way, Yue Zitong was still very polite to him due to the president's etiquette.    

    

"Director Yue, you came to the hospital to see the patient?"    

    

Feng Yuntine walked over and subconsciously lifted his hand to comb his hair.    

    

This was a man's instinctive action to show off how handsome I was. He didn't know that Yue Zitong hated Empress the most. He chuckled as he said, "Yes, I've already seen it. I'm about to go home."    

    

"Do you have business at home tonight?"    

    

Feng Yuntine immediately asked: "If there's nothing important, can I go to Shunjing Road for a western meal?"    

    

Could you be a bird? The first few words were written in Chinese, but the next few words were "Western cuisine".    

    

Director Yue also knew that the scolding was very wrong. Even though he was inwardly scolding, he still couldn't help but shake his head when he suddenly thought of something. "I still have matters to attend to tonight. Let's go to the gold district." "Young Master Feng, your uncle works in the city, right?"    

    

"Ah?" Yes, yes. "    

    

After hearing Yue Zitong mention the gold zone, Feng Yuntine suddenly realized something.    

    

Lao Jin arrogantly investigated the Kaihuang Group. This couldn't be considered to be a secret, and everyone knew the reason in their hearts. It was just that because of Lao Jin's honorable reason, and because of Young Master Jin's miserable end, no one was willing to step out and offend him for a merchant.    

    

This included Young Master Feng's uncle. He hadn't gone to the Kaihuang Group for the past few days because he was afraid of provoking trouble. He was worried that Yue Zitong would use the excuse of courting her to ask for his help to resolve the grudge.    

    

If that was the case, was Young Master Feng going to agree, or not?    

    

He couldn't and didn't dare to agree, so he didn't wait for Yue Zitong to say anything. Young Master Feng suddenly slapped the back of his head as if he suddenly understood something, "Aiyaya, look at my memory. I forgot to stay with the patient tonight. "Director Yue, another day. I'll invite you again another day."    

    

Looking at Young Master Feng's back as he left in a hurry, Yue Zitong sneered and opened the door to get on the car.