ld heBut, should I help my little aunt take off her clothes That doesn't seem quite right, does itWhat's so wrong with that She's my own little aunt, we used to sleep together when I was a kid. What'...A well-known domestic news program was once subjected to a meticulous analysis by enthusiasts, who ultimately summarized it in three sentences.

Ten minutes ago, the leader was very busy.

In the middle of it all, domestic people are very happy.

After ten minutes, foreigners lived in a water and fire hell.

This seems to be an immutable law, but today someone has rewritten this law.

In the following ten minutes, it turned out that people from other countries were also living very happily.

Mr. Ye Shen, upholding the spirit of promoting friendship between the two countries for generations to come, will marry Miss Shen Yun-in, known as the "Little Princess of South Korea," tomorrow morning at 10:00 am. This marks the beginning of happiness for the people of South Korea.

Such a message, along with Mr. Ye Shen and Ms. Shen Yun’s photo taken at the Miss's true love's kiss, was sent back to China through the South Korean embassy and then broadcasted by official news.

This is the "amulet" that Ambassador Liu promised Li Nanshan.

Ambassador Liu cared deeply for Li Nanfang. After hearing the words "Can I safely return home It all depends on you," he tried every means possible to create a safe environment.

Extremists in South Korea, and South Korean extremists living in China, if they want to harass Mr. Ye Shen, must first consider whether they can bear the anger of the Chinese people.

Since a "national hero" who successfully wooed a high-ranking foreign woman has finally emerged, the Chinese people will definitely elevate Ye Shen to great heights.

Especially the video of Ye Shen Tongzhi being pressed by reporters, after simple editing, it also spread online, and countless people applauded.

"Have you seen this Now that's a real man!"

"Haha, the Korean people are going to be happy, the princess of South Korea will have a blissful time, it's a celebration for all."

"Let those reporters open their eyes, they're dumbfounded now. No matter how much you ask, can you rush up and kiss him This Ye Shen is such a prick, I surrender!"

On a certain international forum, Chinese netizens sent congratulations to their South Korean counterparts.

Finally, what came back was a jaw-dropping statement.

"Ye Shen is actually Korean."

Arrogant Koreans have always carried on their shameless tradition.

No matter what, first claim it as your own, and then go looking for some evidence on the fringes.

Two thousand years ago, Qu Yuan was theirs, one thousand years ago, Li Bai was theirs, five hundred years ago, Sun Wukong was theirs, and now, Ye Shen is theirs as well.

They wished they could find Ye Shen's family tree and uncover evidence that he was also Korean.

Since there's no genealogy record, we'll have to rely on Ye Shen's appearance.

Even some people took Ye Shen's frontal photos, disassembled his facial features, and analyzed one by one the similarities with Koreans.

It's been making waves online.

Then, Ambassador Liu's heartfelt creation of a "protective amulet" for Li Nanfang ultimately transformed into a "death warrant."

"Shen Yun is here! I'm going to kill her!"

With a deafening crash, the sycamore wood table was knocked over and spun against the wall. Yue Zitong wasn't satisfied, she hooked the table back with her foot and kicked it out again.

It has to be said, Zong Gang put a lot of effort into this.

He found Yue Zong a case, light in weight and hard in quality, absolutely the best choice for venting anger.

"Wow, he's so handsome. I never knew Li Nanfang kissed like this. I've never had the chance to observe him closely before."

He Lan Xiaoxin's flower-girl-like exclamation suddenly shifted Yuejiazhu's attention from the case files.

Seeing Xin Jie holding a tablet computer, she went back and forth, left and right, almost meticulously studying the photo that was driving her crazy.

What can Yue Zitian do

Of course, he reached out and grabbed the tablet, smashing it hard against the wall.

"Helan Xiaoxin, it's been so long, he's about to marry another woman, and you're still worrying about that jerk's looks!"

Yue Zitong's roar, if it could form sound waves, would definitely shatter all the glass products in the room.

Luckily, the head of Yue didn't have the skill of the River East Lion's Roar.

So Helan Xiaoxin only rubbed her ears slightly, easing the pain on her eardrum. Her gaze fixed on the shattered tablet, her eyes filled with a tinge of regret: "Such a pity, I wasn't done watching yet."

"Hello, Xiao Xin!"

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business. Zì Tóng, getting angry won't help. What can we do about it"

Hēlán Xiǎoxīn spread her hands wide, feigning innocence.

It's clear that if they could bring Lee Soung Nam back from South Korea, they wouldn't have waited until now.

Or, they wouldn't stand by and watch Li Nanfang go to South Korea.

Xin Jie knew very well that she couldn't get him back, so she could only stay and offer her sincerest blessings. Or maybe she should investigate whether their kisses with Li Nan Fang were also like in the photo.

Xin Jie could see the reality clearly, but Yue Jiazhu wouldn't. Yue Jiazhu would only do whatever came to mind after getting angry.

"What can we do Of course, we have to get Li Nanfang back. No matter what, we can't just watch him be bewitched by Shen Yun and that fox spirit. We can't let them get married either! Arrange a plane immediately and send me to South Korea!"

Ye Zi'tong vented her anger loudly while searching for the clothes she needed for her trip.

Helan Xiaoxin blinked, she really didn't want to pay attention to this woman who was blinded by anger, but she couldn't just ignore her.

"Zitong, calm down and think about who stopped you from going to South Korea in the first place."

Needless to say, just by hitting the key points of the problem, you can naturally resolve all the contradictions.

Just now, Yue Zixiao from South Korea was still eager to kill me immediately. After hearing this, he was slightly stunned.

Then — the poor camphor tree was dragged back again, crashing violently against the wall with a groan.

“No, I absolutely can't swallow this insult this time! Phone, give me Jing Hongming's number, call Jing Hongming!”

Yue Zitian was like a grumpy lion, her phone right beside her but completely ignored. She paced the room restlessly and aimlessly.

Helen Xiaoxin's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly hid her newly bought phone under her butt, leaned over, and snatched Yue Ziton's phone in her hand.

"Zi Tong, are you sure you want to call Director Jing Hong Or would you like to have someone go and see Director Jing Hong"

"Call him!"

"Good."

Helan Xiaoxin lowered her head to look at her phone, not daring to use any boring jokes like "beat up the phone," and continued to fan the flames of Yue Zizhong's anger. She quickly found Jing Hongming's contact information and dialed it.

"Hey."

Jing Hongming's voice came over, He Lan Xiaoxin hurried to present her phone to Yue Zitian.

The enraged patriarch finally stopped his footsteps, took a deep breath to answer the phone, and said, "Jing Hong's tenth uncle, I am Yue Zitian."

"Zitong It's so late, what's the matter"

Li Nánfāng is getting married.

Yue Zitong's tone was very calm now, as if she were stating an ordinary event that had nothing to do with her.

Helan Xiaoxin sat beside him, seeing Yue Zitian like this, a sense of foreboding arose in her heart. Taking advantage of his inattention, she grabbed her phone and retreated to a corner far away from him.

Meanwhile, there was a brief silence on both ends of the phone call.

After a long silence, Jing Hongming's voice finally rang out: "Okay, I understand."

“Did you get it What do you mean ‘did you get it’ Do you think I called you just to tell you this Li Nanshan is getting married! He's staying in South Korea! Jinghong, your ten uncles, if it weren't for you forbidding me from going to South Korea back then, how could he have been taken by another woman I, as the head of the Shen family, order you now, agree to let me go to South Korea immediately and stop their wedding!”

Yue Zitian erupted.

Just now, that kind of calm as water could highlight her current fury even more.

Even facing Crimson Fate, she didn't hesitate to scold him harshly, even putting on the air of a master, issuing commands directly to Crimson Fate's tenth uncle.

As she roared out those words, she fell back into a state of rage, pacing back and forth in the room. Anything that stood in her way was kicked aside.

Helan Xiaoxin covered her chest and secretly rejoiced, luckily I was smart and dodged quickly, otherwise—it would be unimaginable.

The head of the Yue family was furious, and Jing Hong could only listen. But after she finished her anger, there was still a lukewarm tone on the phone: "Zitong, stay calm. I will pay attention to this matter."

With a click, Jing Hong's master ended the call.

Hēlán Xiǎoxīn, who had been observing the situation from a corner, was startled. She immediately closed her eyes and covered her ears, counting silently in her heart: "One, two, three."

"Ah!"

Yue Zitong's roar, drawn out in fury, erupted. The sheer volume of it nearly lifted the roof off.

Then came a deafening boom, the sycamore wood desk flipped over completely, and a mobile phone also met its fate intimately with the wall, following in the footsteps of the tablet that had just been reduced to a pile of debris.

"I don't care, I'm going to South Korea. I'm going to stop Li Nanshan from marrying another woman!"

Yue Zitong roared and strode towards the door.

When people are enraged, they may do some irrational things. However, as long as someone is there to dissuade them slightly, those irrational things will definitely not become reality.

Helan Xiaoxin winked, knowing in her heart that this was the time for her to make an appearance.

"Zi Tong, wait for me."

"What are you waiting for"

Even if you went to South Korea, it's highly unlikely that you could win back our man—or should I say, your man. Don't forget, he has amnesia.

Helan Xiaoxin's shout stopped Yue Zitong from charging out.

But the master of Yue's family was filled with anger and unwillingness at this moment. How could he accept her words and resign himself to fate, willingly watching his husband marry another woman

"I don't care, even if he has amnesia. I'm going to take him back, legally!"

But, if he doesn't know you and doesn't want to come back with you. Then can you still take him If he's not willing, no one can force him.

The brilliant Helan Xiaoxin could always analyze problems thoroughly, saying things that left others unable to refute.

Yue Zitong fell silent.

Then, her whole body collapsed.

After just a brief moment of physical and mental relaxation, she straightened her back and focused intently. She turned her head and gave He Lan Xiaoxin a captivating smile: "Xin Jie, come here for a moment."

The new girl, huddled in the corner, immediately straightened up, feeling a chill run through her body. For a moment, she regretted speaking up and wished she had let the head of the Yue family leave directly instead.

"Zi, Zi'tong, if you have anything to say, just say it straight. We communicate quite well this way."

"Come here!"

"Okay, okay."

Helan Xiaoxin was out of patience. She got up as quickly as possible and walked to Yue Zitian's side, tremblingly asking, "Zitian, what do you command"

"You're so smart, don't you know what I'm thinking"

The head of the Yue family lightly stroked Helan Xiaoxin's neck, teasingly.

But Xin Jie was so scared that her hair stood on end. She cried out in alarm, "Ah, I know now!"

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