“Xue Niang, tell us more. Did you feel good when you served Master Yan?” One of the hostesses was incredibly curious about it.
Xue Niang took a puff of the cigarette before she let out the smoke. She still had some emotions hidden away in her eyes even though she didn’t show it on her face. “Anyone who’s able to become Master Yan’s woman must have done some great deeds in their past lives to have such good luck. However, Master Yan already passed away three years ago, let’s respect the dead and not talk about him anymore.”
Tsch.
The hostesses snorted in contempt. This Xue Niang just loved to behave so haughtily just because she was Master Yan’s woman.
Xue Niang continued puffing on her cigarette and it was then she saw Lu Yan standing in the dark corner. She suddenly froze.
Gu An’an was also observing Xue Niang. She noticed that Xue Niang had already recognized Lu Yan. Lu Yan’s identity could never be exposed now. Delia would never let him live.
But when she saw Xue Niang avert her eyes just a second later and nothing happened, she could finally relax. The corners of her lips were raised into a sardonic smile. She worried too much.
Xue Niang had recognized Lu Yan but didn’t expose him at all. She could tell that Xue Niang had feelings for Lu Yan.
It was clear she was protecting Lu Yan.
“Xue Niang, I’ve brought my chauffeur with me. There are so many hostesses present tonight, why don’t you recommend two good ones to my chauffeur. You must ensure that he’ll be satisfied tonight.” Delia pointed at Lu Yan who stood in a corner.
Xue Niang got up, walking in front of Lu Yan as she ran her fingers over Lu Yan’s stubby beard with the same hand she used to hold the cigarette. “What’s there to pick, isn’t the best woman here… me?”
“Xue Niang, you!”
The hostesses’ faces changed. They had their eyes on this chauffeur first, how dare this Xue Niang just stroll in and jump in before them.
Lu Yan suddenly moved, taking his hands out from his pockets and he grasped Xue Niang’s waist, pulling her into his arms.
“Boss, I’ll leave first then.”
With that, Lu Yan took Xue Niang with him.
…
Gu An’an watched as the pair disappeared before her line of vision. Lowering her eyes, she tried to hide away her feelings.
“Master Delia, look at Xue Niang, she snatched our man away!”
Delia stretched his hand out, throwing out bundles of cash on the table. “Take this and distribute it among yourselves.”
“Thank you Master Delia.” The hostesses charged forward and started snatching the money.
“An’an, let’s go. Let me take you out for supper.” Delia stretched his arm out to hold onto An’an’s shoulder.
Delia was a playboy to begin with and now that he was at the Underground Palace with such vibrant nightlife and a cold beauty like An’an sitting beside him, he couldn’t hold himself in.
An’an moved a bit, lifting her head to look at Delia. “Master Delia, let go. I’ve already made myself clear about this. You can’t lay your hands on me before we get married. The Gu family has strict manners and pre-marital sex cannot be condoned.”
Delia used a finger to pick up a bunch of her silky hair, placing it beneath his nose as he sniffed it. “Does that mean you’re still a virgin?”
An’an lay in Delia’s arms and she winked at him playfully. “That’s right, I haven’t had a man yet.”
Delia was so mesmerized by her, he leaned forward, wanting to kiss An’an.
But An’an pushed him away at once before getting up to leave. “Master Delia, my brother has sent a chauffeur to take me home. I’m going home now.”
An’an then left.
Delia sat on the sofa alone and he just randomly pulled a hostess over to sit on his lap. “Damn it, I don’t have anywhere to vent all of these pent up desires. I can only use you for today as a quick solution. Gu An’an, I’m going to make sure you beg for your life under me one day!”
Delia had already taken the hostess for Gu An’an.
…
Gu An’an hadn’t left. She walked along the corridor and found Lu Yan and Xue Niang’s room.
Lifting her hand, she wanted to knock on the door but she eventually held the doorknob, directly opening the door.
…
In the room.
Lu Yan sat on the bedside and his back was facing her. She could only see his broad shoulders. Xue Niang was crouching beside him, she had no idea what Xue Niang was doing.
An’an was stunned. Their current position was scandalous, it looked just like Xue Niang was doing something to pleasure him.
“Who’s there?” Lu Yan was alert and he swiftly turned his head around, shooting a glance in her direction with those deep-set eyes.
An’an’s eyes met with his.
Her eyes shifted downwards, only to see the belt around his waist had already been unbuckled and his pants were also taken off.
Her pupils contracted witnessing the scene and she turned around to leave.
“An’an!”
She heard a deep voice behind her. Lu Yan had chased after her, grasping her slim wrist with one hand.
An’an was forced to stop. She tried to retract her hand with all the might she had. “Let go of me, you’re really dirty!”
Here he was doing stuff with Xue Niang…
Three years ago in Miaojiang, she also saw a woman kneeling in front of him.
She resisted so badly, Lu Yan had to just lift her up and carry her into the room.
“Let go of me you jerk. You’re such a fan of women pleasuring you? Lu Yan, you’re going to contract an STD one day, you’re so dirty!”
Lu Yan threw her onto the bed and she instantly wanted to get up, but the man pressed her underneath him. He held her hand with his calloused palm and guided it downwards…
“Try scolding me again?”
He glared at her with displeasure, saying those words just like that.
An’an froze. He wasn’t hard.
She had mistaken him, she thought that Xue Niang was pleasuring him down there.
Fluttering her eyelashes, she wanted to retract her hand. “Let go of me!”
Her hand was still held by him.
Lu Yan finally let go of her and she no longer felt the weight above her.
“You’ve misunderstood Master Yan. His right leg is currently infected and swollen from wearing the prosthetic limb, I was just applying some medicine for him,” Xue Niang explained.
So it was like that.
Gu An’an was feeling guilty and it showed on her face. She looked at Lu Yan, he stood tall with his back facing her as he took his belt off.
She walked in front, arriving beside him. “Lu Yan, I’m sorry–”
Lu Yan threw the belt on the sofa and just said, “There’s no need for you to apologize. I am indeed dirty, it’s normal for you to suspect me.” He then headed for the bathroom after saying that.
But a tiny hand stretched over, pulling onto his sleeve.
Lu Yan stopped walking, he lowered his eyes to look at the hand as he said, “Let go.”
An’an shook her head, pulling on it even harder. “I’m not letting go.” Lu Yan tried to pull her hand away. But An’an stretched out both hands to pull his sleeve, not letting go at all.
“You’re asking for me to teach you a lesson?” Lu Yan raised his voice.
Tears welled up in An’an’s eyes, she pouted her lips and shouted, “Lu Yan, you jerk!”
