Heavenly Net had already broken. Although they were only small holes two fingers wide, Bai Feng was still taken aback. She knew this Heavenly Net well; she had once used the sharpest dagger in this g...Li Nanshan was preoccupied with solving the problems of Nanshan Group and had no intention of troubling any particular homeowner.

Such a result, which brought Yue Zitong immense joy, vanished in an instant.

"How could he have left Why would he leave"

Since a little after seven, I've been waiting and haven't seen anyone come to the banquet yet. Even the Master Yue hasn't shown any impatience whatsoever.

But when He Lan Xiaoxin, who had been constantly observing the situation across the street, ran back to report that Li Nanfang had left alone, Master Yue became furious.

If Min-Rou hadn't been there to stop her, she would have very likely flipped the large hotel dining table right over.

"Zi Tong, don't get angry first, actually this is our best chance right now. We should chase after him and take Li Nanfang away directly."

As soon as the leader of the Yue family let out his roar, He Lan Xiaoxin promptly gave a response.

Yesterday, I sent Min-rou out as a scout. As a result, Min-rou completely gave herself to that scum.

Such a process felt rather like making a sacrifice of both gifts and soldiers.

The Southern Palace Alliance, with all its power under Yue's command, was something she just couldn't send anyone else to meet Li Nanfang again.

She was alone in her empty house, having to watch her own husband frolic with other women, the worst part being that woman was someone she had sent out herself.

This kind of stupid thing, happening once is enough. If it happens again, it's an insult to one's intelligence.

So, this morning, when Kang Weiya reported that Li Nanshan was going to host a banquet for all business partners to salvage the crisis in the South, Yue Zichong immediately thought of a way to counter it.

Using the same banquet tactic, Ah Li Nanfang hit Lida Wu's arm. With that wretch's temperament, he would definitely come knocking first thing to smooth things over.

As long as that guy dares to come knocking, Yue Zitong will be able to use every trick up her sleeve to flatten and mold him.

As a result, the fellow left without uttering a word.

"Could it be that he's truly lost his memory, only focused on using legitimate means to resolve the crisis, yet unaware that as long as he appears before me and utters a soft word, any problem would cease to exist"

Yue Zitong had this thought pop into her head, and when she looked up at He Lan Xiaoxin's expression, one of such eagerness that she wanted to fly out and chase after that scoundrel right now, she frowned slightly and said slowly, "No, no one is allowed to see that guy without my permission!"

"Why"

For a long time, Xin Jie had not spoken after receiving an order from someone. She questioned them with dissatisfaction.

This time she lost control because she simply couldn't wait any longer.

What matters is whether Li Nanfang has the possibility to recover his memory, what appears before him and whether it will stimulate him now are unimportant.

Yesterday Min-ru's experience has fully proven that when a scoundrel encounters familiar people, he not only won't receive any mental stimulation, but will also do even more despicable things than before.

Such Li Nanfang, Xin Jie liked him to death. Just now, through the window, Xin Jie saw Li Nanfang's solitary figure leaving, and she was almost overwhelmed by the waves of longing, her emotions surging like a turbulent river.

Just then, even if it meant charging straight at him and having a wild encounter with Li Nanfang right there on the roadside, Xin Jie probably wouldn't have hesitated for a second.

It was such an urgent feeling, yet it couldn't overcome the psychological paralysis that Yue Zitoung had inflicted on her.

She had to return, acting like a little maidservant, reporting the situation to the master of the house.

Xin Jie felt that she had already done well enough, which is why she dared to question Yue Zichen immediately after proposing a decision that completely differed from her own ideas.

Well, the equally complex-minded head of Yue Family didn't mind her tone of questioning.

"This guy is obviously avoiding me. I think he's not pretending to have amnesia, but intentionally trying to anger me! I want him to taste the frustration of having no woman to serve him and being completely helpless in his own career!"

Both answering Helan Xiaoxin's question and venting her anger, Yue Zitong turned to Kang Weiya who looked bored, and shouted loudly: "Come here! I don't care what method you use, from now on, no one in Qingshan is allowed to buy a single Southern Yu Su. Let him not sell even one! Do you hear me!"

The head of the Yue family, enraged, made this decision.

She wanted someone to be anxious because they couldn't find a woman, because their products weren't selling, and ultimately, the responsibility would fall on her.

The problem is, Mr. Li earned the title of scoundrel because he had countless love affairs. He surrounded himself with women; they practically threw themselves at him without needing to spend a penny.

Lost in thought about the operational crisis of Southern Group, Li Nanfang unconsciously found himself at his home in Qingshan.

That rented little house, could be said to be the warmest place in the world besides his eight hundred.

Taking the elevator, getting off the elevator, grabbing whatever iron rod was handy to open the door, this series of actions flowed like water. Only when the door opened did Boss Li realize that this wasn't something a fake amnesiac could do.

Nevermind, no one's going to see it anyway, so what the heck—

"Ah, ahhhh, it hurts! Let go, let go!"

Just as Boss Li was stunned in front of the open door, a figure suddenly pounced on his back, its even teeth biting hard into the soft flesh of his shoulder.

Fortunately, Boss Li reacted swiftly. As he struck back at the attacker with a fatal blow, he realized who could have done such a thing, preventing him from unleashing even a shred of killing intent.

Longcheng City.

Yes, it's Longcheng City.

She had been waiting at home for two days and nights. Ever since she saw the news report on television about "The founder of Nanfang Group returns to Qingshan," Mayor Long, Deputy Mayor, took a leave of absence and returned home to wait quietly.

She didn't care whether Li Nanfang had amnesia or not, she just knew that the fellow would definitely come back here.

Finally, he appeared, though a little lost, his every move betrayed him; he was still Li Nanfang.

Realizing this, Longcheng didn't hesitate at all. He threw open the slightly ajar door and rushed out, pouncing on Boss Li and biting him hard.

"Enough already If you're truly a dog, I have enough meat to keep you chewing for years."

Feeling the icy tears of Base fall onto his shoulder blades, Li Nanfang's voice softened involuntarily.

Back then, I could treat Longcheng City's claws as nothing. Even though this woman bit off a piece of my flesh, I didn't say a word of pain. Now that I'm going through the same storm again, how could I possibly hold on

Li Nanfang thought this way in his heart, but suddenly he felt a pang of sadness.

When a normal person comforts themselves, they often say things like "looking twice won't make any meat disappear" or "saying a few insults won't make any meat disappear." But can Mr. Li really comfort himself by saying "being bitten twice won't make any meat disappear"

Yes, it won't be missing a piece of meat, but it might be missing two pieces of meat.

So he was very clever not to feign amnesia to provoke the dragon city on his back, but instead, with a gentle tone, subtly admitted that he was her Li Nanshan.

Fortunately, he succeeded.

It was this softness that allowed the pair of teeth on his shoulders to relax a little.

In an instant of pain relief, Boss Li grabbed Longcheng's arm and twisted him forward, pulling that mysterious feeling on his back, the kind with plenty of milky goodness, to his chest.

Holding the beauty, he stepped into the room and closed the door behind him.

Let's get straight to the bedroom.

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But after being laid on that soft bed by the creature, all of his emotions, all of his tears disappeared. All that was left in his heart was panic.

Like a bride entering her bridal chamber for the first time, or a young woman walking alone at night who is seized and dragged into a dark corner by a masked figure.

The house was dark. For a moment, he doubted himself, wondering if he had made a mistake, if the person who had thrown her on the bed wasn't him.

This feeling of panic continued until her clothes were torn off, the sound of ripping fabric accompanied by a slight pain that traveled to her brain.

Longcheng's entire body trembled slightly like it had been electrified, letting out a soft hiss.

Li Nanshan loves his wife very much, so he didn't kill someone when he was seriously injured in the shoulder.

But no matter how much love is given, this woman cannot be easily forgiven.

One hand beat down on the past like raindrops, wanting to give this dog-like Longcheng City a lesson.

Heaven and earth bear witness, he truly intends to punish women severely only then would he do such a thing.

But some people actually took pleasure in the punishment, even making cheerful sounds.

This is simply unacceptable!

Mr. Li's sense of justice reached its peak, vowing to make this shameless woman pay for her actions.

Women who disrespect men deserve to be disciplined.

Those who disrespect the prisoners on death row, well—cough, cough—they should just do what they want.

The slapping sound continued, but it was vastly different in tone from the sound of a hand being slapped.

Because simply clapping with his palms wouldn't be enough to make Longcheng feel pleasantly sore all over, he was too spoiled and refused to get out of bed.

"Where are you going"

Even if he felt utterly drained and didn't want to speak, seeing a certain someone getting dressed and ready to leave, Long Chengcheng couldn't help but sit up straight and ask this question out loud.

"There's still so much going on at the company that needs my attention. I can't just stay in bed and ignore what's happening with my people. Since you know I'm back, you must also know why I came back."

Mr. Li spoke, stood up, and continued to tidy his clothes.

The unrestrained Dragon City, with no hint of shyness, climbed down directly and carefully helped her man button his clothes.

“I know, this time it was still Kang Weiya left behind by Yue Zixiong who caused the trouble. However, she seems to have learned a lesson and her methods are much more sophisticated than last time. By the way, I heard that last night, President Yue of Kaihuang Group personally intervened, making you lose face.”

"Hmph, these little tricks won't embarrass me."

Mr. Li was unfazed.

Longcheng was instantly attracted by that person's tall and majestic figure, and smiled: "So have you thought about how to solve the problem"

Upon hearing this question, Li Nanshan's disdainful expression became even more apparent. He arrogantly nodded and said, "No."

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