90: C90 You Are Already a Woman

C90 You Are Already a Woman

He opened his mouth and asked Bai Linger for three hundred yuan. That was what he needed.

Similarly, giving Fann Xiangjun's bank card to her, Lee Nanfang also thought that it was something she should have.

It was Lee Nanfang's principle to not let go of what was his, and not what was his. Only those with principles and a bottom line could carry the heavy burden and do great things. This was something Lee Nanfang's wife had taught him since a young age.

All these years, Lee Nanfang had never forgotten to always abide by his principles.

He knew that when he walked to the side of the road and waved a taxi, Bai Linger would look at him with a complicated expression, wondering what kind of person he was.

Brother will only leave you a cool back, so that when your teeth fall off, you will feel like you know me, it is the greatest honor of your life. When the car stopped in front of No.37 of the Garden Villa Area, Lee Nanfang was still considering whether his back was as cool as he had imagined.

When he was in a good mood, Lee Nanfang was always very generous. He threw a bill to his bro and said, "No need to look for it, I'll just leave it behind for you guys."

Of course, throwing a five yuan piece out as a hundred and getting stopped by the driver for the remaining twenty or so dollars was a completely different matter.

The taxi driver's foolish act of admiring the elegant back did not affect Lee Nanfang's good mood at all. On the other hand, when he saw his aunt Yue Zitong's face in the refrigerator, he immediately stopped smiling.

Director Yue was unhappy, he was extremely unhappy, he didn't have the image of a lady at all. He was wearing a white, small, blue, floral nightgown, leaning against the sofa, his delicate feet were resting on the table, and the hem of the nightgown hung from his calves to the floor, revealing his creamy skin.

In his right hand was a tall glass and in his left hand was a cigarette that was curling with smoke. On the table, there were already a dozen or so half-extinguished cigarettes in the ashtray.

With such a face here, and the living room so large, was there any need to turn on the air conditioner?

The old man had once said in his heart that when an elder (mistress) was angry, it was best not to provoke her.

Yue Zitong was not his wife, but his wife's little sister. That meant she was still an elder. Otherwise, why would Lee Nanfang call her his aunt?

"Aunt, you haven't eaten yet, have you? "Wait a moment, I'll go cook."

Lee Nanfang greeted obediently. Just as he was about to walk into the kitchen with the bag in his hand, Yue Zitong spoke up. Her voice sounded like it had been treated coldly.

Lee Nanfang turned around and said with a smile, "A lot of things taste good when they're fresh."

"I'm not hungry."

Yue Zitong put her cigarette in the ashtray, raised her head and drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp. Then she raised her right hand and hooked her index finger, indicating that Lee Nanfang should speak in front of her.

Lee Nanfang had no choice but to put his stuff in the fridge and sit on the sofa in front of her. He pretended that there was water on the table and put down all the wine and ashtrays. Then, he put his hands on his knees and looked at her.

"You went to Cinderella's Western Restaurant tonight to trick Feng Yuntine on purpose, right?"

Yue Zitong didn't let go of her leg. Her delicate little foot lightly swayed under his chin. "I was by his side when he paid the bill. The two of you spent a total of twenty thousand yuan."

"Damn, it's only 20,000?"

Lee Nanfang's face was full of disappointment: "I thought it would be 40,000 or 50,000 yuan, so I ordered two of the most expensive wines — — Little Aunt, can you find the most expensive hotel when that grandson invites you again? Let's see if I don't kill him!"

With a loud bang, Yue Zitong's right foot, which was smeared with captivating red nail polish, landed heavily on his shoulder.

Forget it, seeing how elegant this little foot was, Lee Nanfang decided to endure it.

Yue Zitong bit her lips and asked coldly, "Lee Nanfang, who do you think I am?"

"Aunt, didn't I just call you Aunt tonight?"

Lee Nanfang looked at Director Yue's ears, his eyes filled with doubt.

Yue Zitong could no longer hold it in. She jumped up and grabbed his ear, gritting her teeth as she scolded him, "You fucking real man, although on the surface you let other men treat your wife to a restaurant, not even letting out a fart, but secretly playing tricks on me, making me lose face!"

Lee Nanfang raised his hand to shove her and retorted, "Don't be so close, we're still a couple!"

Yue Zitong became even angrier and shouted, "Alright, that surnamed Li, this is what you said! I'll go look for Feng Yuntine now, and get a room with him at the hotel! "

Lee Nanfang immediately answered: "Do you want me to drive you there?"

"You …"

Yue Zitong was really speechless. She was so angry that her face was starting to turn blue. The violent fluctuation made Lee Nanfang want to reach out his hand to hold her down to prevent an explosion.

"Aunt, you can't blame me for this."

Lee Nanfang pulled her hand away and asked indignantly, "Since you know that you are my future wife, why did you agree to accompany that grandson of yours for dinner?"

"That's all because you angered me!"

"Does that mean you care about me?"

"Yes sir!"

After Yue Zitong blurted out the words, she froze for a moment before laughing coldly. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and leaned on the sofa. "Tch, who would care about a scum like you?"

"You actually care about me? Disaster, disaster. "

The corner of Lee Nanfang's mouth twitched a lot. He looked as if a disaster was about to befall on him, making Yue Zitong extremely excited. He bent down and reached for the ashtray, wine glasses and other things on the table.

However, Lee Nanfang snatched away empty space.

In the end, she had to lift the sofa cushion and smash it into his face.

Lee Nanfang never cared about such harmless things. However, in order to make his aunt calm down, he had to scream miserably. He hugged the cushion with both hands and collapsed on the sofa, as if he was hit by a huge rock.

If it was another woman seeing Lee Nanfang concede without a care for the dignity of a man, she would have to let him off the hook. However, Aunt Yue was no other woman, she only took the opportunity to jump over the table and ride on top of him.

It was not enough to calm the people's anger if he was not beaten black and blue, but what did it matter if you only hit him on the pillow?

They were not even as good as Bai Linger. When she was riding Lee Nanfang, she dared to be serious.

Since Yue Zitong was' reluctant 'to speak the truth, Lee Nanfang naturally couldn't speak the truth either. He had warned her a long time ago: "Don't act recklessly or I will react!"

"What kind of bullshit reaction is this?"

After a few curses from Yue Zitong, she seemed to have realized something and looked down. Only then did she see that her long legs had both exposed their nightgowns. At a glance, it seemed as if they were both there.

"Scum, animal!"

Fortunately, Yue Zitong's IQ still needed to be improved. From this posture, Bai Linger thought about why Lee Nanfang peed his pants when he was in the police station and why Bai Linger had taken out her gun to kill him on the spot.

Otherwise, she would not have jumped up in embarrassment, kicked his butt hard, and pulled him down. She would have taken the ashtray and smashed him to death.

"You're at home, and you don't look like a high-quality, cold CEO at all, a fake, fake lady who doesn't seem as good as she does."

Lee Nanfang got up and complained as he rubbed his butt.

"If you don't want to die, then shut up!"

Yue Zitong said fiercely.

Lee Nanfang raised his hands, indicating his surrender.

After taking a deep breath, Yue Zitong felt the anger in her chest lessen. She asked, "Who is that woman?"2

Lee Nanfang looked confused and asked, "Which one?"

It seemed that Aunt Yue's blade-like gaze had the ability to strip hypocrisy from the face of beauty, making Lee Nanfang smirk: "Oh, which Silly Girl are you talking about, huh? Little Aunt, it seems like there's something wrong with your eyes. You actually didn't recognize her. "

"That's Bai Linger?"

Yue Zitong automatically filtered the nonsense in Lee Nanfang's words. She frowned slightly as she thought about it before slowly nodding her head, "Yes, it really is her. When she wasn't wearing her uniform, she seemed to have changed. "

"Beautiful, right?"

"Am I beautiful?"

"Of course not!"

Under Aunt Yue's sharp gaze, Lee Nanfang said with a sonorous voice, "This six billion people in the entire world, plus billions of flies, mosquitoes, stinky bugs and cockroaches, they are not even one in ten thousand of you …"

Yue Zitong interrupted his fawning. "Why would she accompany you to dinner?"

"She asked me, not me asking her to accompany me."

Lee Nanfang stretched out his hand, took out several hundred yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.

Yue Zitong asked, "What, you want to honor me?"

Lee Nanfang quickly took back the money and ordered twice before he said, "I'm covered all over, I only have a few hundred yuan. It's fine to ask her to the side of the road, but who would dare to go to the restaurant where the money is burned?"

"Why did she ask you?"

Yue Zitong continued to understand. "It's because of the time I beat you up and peed your pants. Apologize."

Actually, Lee Nanfang didn't know why Bai Linger wanted to treat him to a meal either.

However, he would never tell it to Aunt Yue, lest she ask him about it again. Thus, he nodded his head, "Yes, for this. In order to make her apology more sincere, I chose Cinderella's Western Restaurant for her. However, this kid was lucky to meet a good person like Young Master Feng, he didn't spend a single cent. "

Yue Zitong didn't pursue this line of questioning any further. She snorted coldly and warned him, "Hmph, in the future, if you don't like me being invited by another man, just say it clearly. Don't try to make me lose face."

Lee Nanfang said seriously: "I didn't say I don't like you being invited by another man. In order for me to open my eyes to those burning places, I suggest that you take the initiative to invite other men. "

"Scram!"

Yue Zitong really didn't want to say anything to this shameless brat, so she just waved her hand a few times.

"I'll go cook."

Lee Nanfang didn't pay attention to her bad attitude as he got up and walked towards the fridge.

When he walked to the kitchen door with the paper bag, he suddenly heard Yue Zitong say, "Min Rou, I really like you. However, you have also hurt her heart. In the future, she won't give you any face. "

Lee Nanfang was silent for a moment. Then, he said without turning his head, "Min Rou is a good girl. We should find an outstanding man. I can't harm her anymore."

"What about me?"

Yue Zitong asked coldly, "I'm just a bad girl, should I be harmed by you?"

"Remember, you are no longer a girl. Are you a woman, or a woman who doesn't do much."

Lee Nanfang turned around and smiled brilliantly. "So, I don't feel any guilt harming you. Maybe the heavens will even thank me, allowing me to live for a hundred years."

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