Strongest Guard

"I don't read it! I want you to tell me why you write such unlucky stuff!"

Yue Zitong put down his will and grabbed his wrist again, looking very serious: "Li Nanfang, you must firmly believe that I can protect you. No matter who wants to hurt you, he must pass my test first."

"What if Helan Fusu wants to kill me?"

After asking this question, Li Nanfang felt a little regretful.

He thought he was so boring, why he always mentioned Helan Fusu!

Just because Yue Zitong has been with him for many years, does Li Nanfang have a taste in his heart?

The man's taste for this can only prove that he has no confidence in the face of his rival, and it proves that he already cares about this woman. For fear of losing her, he always talks about his rival to remind her.

Yue Zitong was stunned, swallowed with difficulty, and said slowly: "I'll say it again, with me, no one wants to jump over me and hurt you."

Li Nanfang was moved a little---- shook his head: "There are some things that you don't know yet. Don't ask, I hope you don't know those things for the rest of your life. Okay, don't mention these things. Look at the will first."

Yue Zitong did not insist anymore, let go and picked up the piece of paper.

Mr. Li's cultural level is indeed worrying. Except for the two words "will", which are like a dragon and a phoenix, the following lines of words are not much better than those who crawled out of Shiguo Lang.

1. If I die, Yue Zitong will acquire 80% of the shares of the Southern Group, but I will send my body to my mother.

2. The other 20% of the shares will be shared equally by Lin Wanqing, Wang Defa, and Chen Dali.

Third, if I die, no one should pay attention to the cause of my death, let alone pursue it.

Fourth, I will bless you in the Yin Cao Jifu.

Below is Li Nanfang's signature and the year, month and day.

The last one, completely out of the scope of the will, is the most serious line written by Li Nanfang.

"What kind of trouble are you having?"

At this point in the will, Yue Zitong looked up at him and asked after looking at it for three full minutes.

Li Nanfang thought for a while and said, "If I tell you, I have always dreamed of signs of death recently, and I feel that the deadline is approaching, so I have to arrange the funeral, do you believe it?"

"Do not believe."

Yue Zitong immediately shook his head and said, "Dreams are all reversed. You dream of bad things in your dreams, but in reality they are good things. Therefore, you'd better burn this thing, lest I see it. I will be upset afterwards."

"Keep it, just in case you need it."

Li Nanfang drank again: "Even if you tear it up, I will write again. I will find a lawyer to go through the normal process and go to the notary office to file."

"What happened to you!"

Yue Zitong stood up and pointed to his nose, and said excitedly: "Why don't you believe me, I----"

Li Nanfang interrupted her: "I really don't believe you very much."

Yue Zitong's mouth knotted, and Mu Li sat down for a while, but chuckled again: "Okay, then I will take it seriously and put it away. Well, you'd better be killed today, and I will be a little widow at the gate , Inherit your poor inheritance."

Li Nanfang began to hesitate: "Or, tear up the will."

"late."

Yue Zitong sneered, put away the paper, and drank the tea cup: "Since you are so filial to me, if I refuse, God will also disgust me."

Li Nanfang did not speak any more, picked up the phone and looked at the time.

It has been more than half an hour since he called Hua Yeshen, Yunhan Hotel is not too far from here, and it's almost time to count.

The crisp sound of high heels hitting the solid wood stairs came from the stairs.

Both Li Nanfang looked up and saw a black trench coat, a black top hat, big sunglasses, and a black bag, making herself more like a ghost than the ghost of the night. , Came over from there.

The woman obviously wore an inconsistent black, which made people feel particularly twisted, but whether it was Yue Zitong or the guests in other cafes on the second floor, they suddenly had a stunning illusion after seeing her.

The big sunglasses cover the small half of her face, still giving people a stunning illusion, which can only prove that a woman exudes a temperament that makes people ignore her looks and still feels that she is a goddess.

This kind of extraordinary temperament made Mr. Yue, who thought he was living in the Tang Dynasty to make Concubine Yang feel ashamed of herself, was a little ashamed of herself----subconsciously stood up.

The woman in black walked to Li Nanfang, took off her sunglasses, revealed that dignified and charming face, first glanced at Yue Zitong, then smiled and said hello to Li Nanfang: "Excuse me, there is a traffic jam on the road, come here Is it late?"

"It's about this point, huh."

Li Nanfang coughed and said, "Sit down, sit down and talk."

This is Li Nanfang's creditor?

How can she be so fanciful?

Who is she?

How could a high-end woman like her ignore Li Nanfang?

In an instant, Yue Zitong, who had so many questions in his mind, smiled instinctively and sat down.

Hua Ye Shen was very natural, and sat on the same sofa as Li Nanfang.

After seeing them sitting together, Mr. Yue blinked his eyes and thought, it seems that I am the fiancée of scum Li, but you are sitting next to him for Mao, staring at me?

"Come on, let me give you a brief introduction."

Li Nanfang pointed to the flower night god, and said to Yue Zitong: "Yue, Zitong, this is my friend, the owner of the Jinghua Seven Star Club, the flower night god."

Yue Zitong, who was dissatisfied with Hua Ye Shen sitting with Li Nanfang in his heart, felt slightly less depressed when he first introduced him to him.

Regardless of the simple introducer, the order in which the introducer introduces to others is also very informative.

Generally speaking, the person who is introduced first has a lower status in the eyes of the person being introduced than the person who is introduced later.

But immediately, Yue Zitong was shocked by the name of Flower Night God, shaking her body, and blurted out, "You, are you the Flower Night God?"

Yue Zitong's reaction in this way is not to say that she admires Flower Night God very much, just because she has been deeply impressed in her mind after hearing the legends about Flower Night God several times in the past.

What she is the reincarnation of the former princess of Ming? No one dared to care about what she was traveling in China. All the big wealthy families gave her a little bit of face and so on.

However, few people have seen what Hua Ye Shen looks like.

Now the real person suddenly appeared in front of Yue Zitong, and she was still Li Nanfang's friend. Could she be shocked?

Hua Ye Shen had anticipated Yue Zitong's reaction a long time ago, and stood up with her, smiling: "Yes, I am Hua Ye Shen."

It seems that I am a turtle. After hearing the name of Hua Ye Shen for the first time, there was no reaction. But what's the matter, she is now a buddy’s woman----Yue Zitong’s shocked reaction was somewhat embarrassed after being seen by Li Nanfang, but she quickly became proud: "Ha, wait for me first After the introduction, it’s not too late for the two to see you again."

"No introduction."

Hua Yeshen took the initiative to stretch out his hand and smiled: "This is Yue Zitong of Kaihuang Group, Mr. Yue, is Nan Nan also your girlfriend?"

"Yes. Cough, I really don't need to introduce it. Sit, sit down and talk. Standing, I feel dizzy."

Li Nanfang smirked, and sat down first, pouring the two big beauties full of tea.

It’s good to know that I am a girlfriend from the south, huh.

Yue Zitong snorted in his heart and raised his hand to make a gesture of asking to sit down.

In the eyes of a good woman, a scum like Li Nanfang who has been in jail because of style problems is a pig, who will always maintain a superior sense of superiority in front of him and will be ignored.

But when there is another better woman who also starts to like pigs and becomes a good friend of pigs, this woman will immediately become vigilant and begin to doubt the purpose of the other party’s friendship with pigs, and the status of pigs in her mind. , Will also rise linearly.

Look, where is pleasing to the eye.

Look at my pigs, oh, no, look at the south of my home, this tall nose and small eyes, how handsome — how can you sit next to her, it is really unreasonable.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Hua Yeshen to take off the top hat, after quickly giving Li Nanfang a roll of eyes, Yue Zitong's expression returned to normal, holding up a teacup and smiling: "Hua Ye, as early as when I was in high school, I have long admired your name. It’s just that I have never seen it. Today, I finally lost my wish."

"Mr. Yue, you are too polite. I am just an ordinary woman. It's just that I didn't like to go out very much before, which caused many people to misunderstand me."

"Then why did President Hua come to Qingshan this time?"

Seemingly glanced at Li Nanfang at random, Yue Zitong jokingly said: "Hehe, it's not because my southern home invited you to come as a guest, and you came to the green hills with your face, right?"

What do you call me south of your home?

Is our relationship as close as you said?

It seems that on the bed in your bedroom, there are handcuffs and shackles specially designed to deal with me. On the bedside table of your house, there are still wedding photos of the filming with Helan Fusu?

After listening to Yue Zitong's words, Li Nanfang felt a little awkward. He didn't even mention helping Young Master Su, so why couldn't he remember?

"Southern is my only male friend."

Hua Ye Shen also seemed careless, and said leisurely: "If there is a man in this world who can invite me to leave Jinghua, and I come here with pleasure, then this man can only be the South."

Suddenly, Li Nanfang, who was drinking tea, heard the smell of gunpowder from the conversation between the two beauties.

Holding a grass, what's the situation?

When Li Nanfang noticed something was wrong, Yue Zitong sneered slightly: "Excuse me, Mr. Hua, how long have you known each other in Nanfang?"

"Before, we had contact with Jinghua once."

"just one time?"

Suddenly Yue Zitong raised his hand, touched Li Nanfang’s face, and said with a smile: “It seems that my southern face is very big. Only once in contact with the legendary Hua Zong, you become a friend who can make heart-to-heart. Tsk tsk, this one Love--oh, this friendship is really enviable."

He obviously felt something wrong and began to suspect that his brain was flooded. Li Nanfang, who arranged for the two beauties to meet, raised his hand and pushed Yue Zitong's hand away, and he heard Hua Yeshen answer: "I believe Mr. Yue should have heard such a sentence. The white head is as new as it is before."

The allusion that the white head is as new as the old, the idiom comes from "The Book of the King of the Liang in Prison", which means that some people get along until they are old or unfamiliar, and some people stop talking and just see it right away. The thickness of a metaphor is not measured by the length of time.

"Oh?"

Yue Zitong raised her eyebrows and asked: "Then can I understand that the relationship between you and my southern family is already comparable to our unmarried couple, and have thoughts about him?"

Hua Ye Shen picked up the tea cup and said faintly: "A fair lady, a gentleman is so good."

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