Strongest Guard

With a bang, the front wheel of the bicycle crashed into the side of the scooter.    

    

When a woman's scream rang out, Lee Nanfang fell to the ground.    

    

Actually, with Lee Nanfang's skill, he could have leaped up and landed gracefully on the ground before the car crashed. There was really no need for him to be in such a sorry state. He nearly bit off a piece of sh * t and cracked his jaw.    

    

He believed that Aunt Yue, who was in the car not far away, was watching him from the rearview mirror. If she acted like a superman, wouldn't she be asking for trouble?    

    

What's more, his car had knocked over the woman on the small pedal. If he was fine, they would just beat him to death.    

    

"Aiyo, I fell to my death. My neck is broken. Don't run, hurry up and send me to the hospital —"    

    

Lee Nanfang was experienced in dealing with sudden accidents. Regardless of what happened to the woman, he screamed miserably as if he was about to die. No matter how unreasonable he was, no matter how heavy the injuries of others were, he would not dare to do too much to him.    

    

Lee Nanfang secretly looked at the woman on the ground.    

    

Currently, women were all wearing low-cut pants. As long as they squatted down, they would be able to expose their buttocks. They didn't think it was shameful and thought it was beautiful.    

    

There was a scorpion baring its fangs and brandishing its claws protruding from his buttocks. It was black in color and lifelike, almost the size of a child's palm. It looked like it was lying on his skin, exuding an evil aura that could move a man's heart.    

    

Based on Lee Nanfang's eyesight, he could tell that this was a real tattoo with a glance. Unlike the ones he had, they were all stuck to him.    

    

In the modern society, tattoos were the preserve of young women, as if if one were not a woman if they did not come for a tattoo, and the more private the part, the better.    

    

Lee Nanfang had once flirted with a beauty with a cobra's head. It always gave him the feeling that if he didn't run away quickly, he would be bitten off by one bite.    

    

Therefore, it was not strange for the woman he knocked over to have a black scorpion tattooed on her buttocks.    

    

"Falco has it!"    

    

The woman whose right leg had been smashed by the pedal immediately cursed out in English after she got up. Her tone was very fierce and did not have the slightest trace of gentleness that a woman should have.    

    

Only then did Lee Nanfang see that the woman he knocked over turned out to be a tall nose, grey eyes, a Caucasian. He was not handsome at all, and his gaze was extremely vicious, just like an eagle.    

    

Damn, no wonder his skin was so white, he was an international friend.    

    

Seeing that it was a foreigner, Lee Nanfang didn't pretend that his neck was broken anymore. He quickly got up and asked while smiling: "Are you okay? Do you want to be sent to the hospital for a checkup?"    

    

A lot of public opinion now always preaches that foreigners are particularly high quality, simple and kind love peace, even if you sleep with his wife, he will only ask you how you feel --    

    

Therefore, if Lee Nanfang were to use a retort, it would be too dishonorable for our nation of Chinese etiquette.    

    

The woman ignored him, cursing something under her breath. She raised her head and looked to the east before impatiently waving her hand and lifting the motorcycle.    

    

Although her cursing voice was low and her speech was fast, Lee Nanfang still understood. She was scolding him for being an idiot. He frowned and was about to greet her family of women in a pure London accent when the woman jumped into the car and left.    

    

Di di, there was a car at an intersection. Lee Nanfang was reminded to hurry up and f * ck off. Didn't you see that the red light was about to light up? Did you ask for reimbursement for delaying us being late for work?    

    

"If you push again, I'll smash my head into your windshield!"    

    

Lee Nanfang glared at the guy and pushed the car past the intersection.    

    

Even though it was a used car, the quality was still very important. The fierce collision just now had only caused the car's handlebars to be crooked. It would be proper once they parted on the lamppost, so continuing to race for three to five years wouldn't be a problem.    

    

As expected, Yue Zitong saw Lee Nanfang crash into the car and saw it stuck to the side of the road with its arm resting on the window as it looked back with a face full of schadenfreude.    

    

The woman on the scooter pulled up to her car and paused.    

    

Because he saw her being hit by Lee Nanfang, he subconsciously thought of her as one of his own. After the foreign woman rode the bike over, he smiled and nodded to her as an apology.    

    

The woman was stunned for a moment, but did not say anything. She continued to push the door open and left.    

    

"He didn't break an arm or leg, right?"    

    

When Lee Nanfang arrived, Yue Zitong sighed with regret on her face, "Alas, the heavens are really blind."    

    

Lee Nanfang said seriously, "However, my bro might be injured, do you want to take a look?"    

    

"What brother?"    

    

Yue Zitong was stunned for a moment before she understood what was going on. With a flushed face, she asked, "Bastard, is there anyone who talks to my aunt like that?"    

    

Lee Nanfang said something in a low voice. Then, he pushed off the ground with the tip of his feet and rushed forward.    

    

Yue Zitong, do you like it when I call you aunt? From now on, we are a couple.    

    

Lee Nanfang had run far away, and Yue Zitong was still reflecting on what he had just said. Xinn'er suddenly jumped up with a bang and covered her face with her hands as she yelled in a low voice, "Lee Nanfang, you shameless scum, I'll kill you!"    

    

Lee Nanfang also felt that those words were too evil, so he didn't dare let Yue Zitong catch up. He desperately pedaled the car while looking behind him until the car turned into Kaihuang Group's parking lot. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief.    

    

If Yue Zitong had two more guts, she wouldn't dare to chase after him in front of the employees of the company.    

    

He did not know why he suddenly said those words.    

    

Could it be that he had been looking forward to doing that the entire time?    

    

It seemed that deep within his bones, besides the large amount of vile factors stored within, there were also a few evil factors that alarmed the demons hidden within his body as he restlessly roared out.    

    

This was a phenomenon that had never happened before. Lee Nanfang was a bit scared, sprinting towards Wang Defa like the wind.    

    

Wang Defa was holding a water pipe and was about to turn around when he heard the sound of the car, but the water pipe was immediately taken away.    

    

Lao Wang looked at Lee Nanfang in a daze. He poured cold water on his head and muttered: "Li … Lee Nanfang, you are exaggerating. It's already so hot this early in the morning?"    

    

Not only did cold water quench his thirst, it also had the function of exorcism. After his whole body shivered, he felt incomparably comfortable. The demon that was ready to move also calmed down.    

    

Lee Nanfang raised his hand to wipe his face and let out a sigh of relief: "Phew, there's nothing I can do. I'm afraid I'll be late. I almost got sunstroke from being too slow."    

    

Wang Defa was about to say something when he saw Director Yue's car enter the parking lot. He hurriedly ran over to open the door – it was his honor to open the door for Director Yue.    

    

When Director Yue got off the car, his little face was still red. He didn't even dare to look at Lee Nanfang as he quickly walked up the stairs.    

    

Although she had that kind of relationship with Lee Nanfang a long time ago, and before she came here, she had automatically undressed herself and faced him honestly. However, those were normal for young men and women.    

    

"Director Yue, you came!"    

    

Min Rou, who had been waiting outside the office for a long time, suddenly walked up to Director Yue with tears in her eyes when she saw him walk out of the elevator. She hugged her arm and couldn't help but cry.    

    

Secretary Min's worry for Director Yue was as clear as heaven and earth.    

    

"It's alright, it's all in the past now."    

    

Yue Zitong was deeply touched. Some of her dirty thoughts were washed away by Min Rou's sincere tears. She held her in her arms and patted her back a few times. "Don't cry anymore. It's not good to be seen by others."    

    

Only then did Min Rou let go of her and raised her head to wipe her tears away with a smile.    

    

Yue Zitong couldn't help but say, "Xiao Rou, if I were a man, I'd chase after you."    

    

"Director Yue —"    

    

Min Rou's face immediately flushed red.    

    

When she came to, Yue Zitong had already walked into the office.    

    

Sitting behind the large, old table, Yue Zitong put on her old, unapproachable face, picked up the documents on the table, and started flipping through them.    

    

Min Rou poured a cup of tea for her, put it on the table and whispered, "Director Yue, I just received a call informing you that after a night of thorough investigation, the joint investigation team didn't find any financial issues with our company and will send the account book back soon."    

    

"Yes."    

    

Yue Zitong didn't even raise her head as she replied with an "En". She didn't seem to care. Of course, this was because she already knew the result.    

    

Min Rou continued, "Yesterday afternoon, I heard that the gold district seemed to have been hospitalized with cerebral hemorrhage. It was not easy to save him, but it is completely impossible to continue being an official and commit heinous crimes. Why can't such a scum just let him die?"    

    

Yue Zitong snickered. "You're a scum, of course, you can't just die so easily. You have to live through this."    

    

"Director Yue is right."    

    

Min Rou nodded her head repeatedly. She picked up the cup of water that she had just poured out and went to fetch the water again.    

    

Yue Zitong sighed and raised her head to look at her, "Xiao Rou, don't be busy. If you have anything to say, just say it. Your old man who likes to drink too much has caused you trouble again. Do you think you need to use money to deal with it? "    

    

Min Rou hurriedly denied it, "No, no, my dad hasn't had a single drop of alcohol these days."    

    

"Then that's something else, hurry up and say it."    

    

Yue Zitong took the cup and suddenly asked, "Is it because of Lee Nanfang?"    

    

"Yes, yes."    

    

Min Rou was embarrassed, she lowered her eyes and rubbed the corner of her shirt, then said embarrassedly: "Director Yue, I know you are very unhappy with him, but this time you have caused such a disaster. He is your nephew, and even if I don't plead on his behalf, please give him another chance to mess with me, you will still arrange things properly for him. "But yesterday afternoon, I promised him that I would speak kindly before you."    

    

Seeing Min Rou stuttering, Yue Zitong suddenly felt a little awkward. Her gaze turned cold as she asked, caught off guard, "Xiao Rou, have you fallen for him?"    

    

"Huh?"    

    

Min Rou blinked her eyes and stuttered, "No, no, how could I like him? "I am..."    

    

"It's fine even if you like him, since both of you are unmarried. It's normal for you to call each other."    

    

Yue Zitong's face was full of concern. "If that's the case, you don't have to worry about him. I can make the decision. After all, I'm his aunt."    

    

When she mentioned the word 'aunt', Yue Zitong's Xinn'er jumped again.