Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle Chapter 800 - Buying Their Services

Chapter 800: Buying Their Services

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He had left.

An’an watched him vanish from her sight.

Her icy eyes were rimmed with red, and even her thick lashes had tears on them. But she lifted her head, staying strong and refusing to let the tears fall.

She already couldn’t remember clearly… how many times she had seen him leave like that.

Her heart hurt, hurt so much it was starting to numb. With red lips curved upwards, it formed into a sarcastic and self-deprecating smile.

At this moment, Little Munchkin pounced on her, hugging her calf. “Auntie, Auntie, what are you thinking of?”

Lowering her eyes, An’an saw Little Gu Yelin looking up at her with his beautiful face. A child’s world was so innocent and free from evil.

She reached out to stroke Little Munchkin’s face, and smiled lovingly at him. “Auntie misses little Niuniu. We haven’t met in a long time and you’ve become more handsome!”

“Really?” Little Munchkin felt extremely happy, and said smoothly, “Auntie became prettier too!”

After they had mutually complimented each other, An’an held Little Munchkin’s hand and entered the villa.

…

In the villa.

An’an asked Auntie Su, “Auntie Su, is my brother not back yet?”

“Not yet…” Aunt Su said hesitantly.

An’an felt like there was something up, so she turned to look at Aunt Su, only to see her gaze on the split in her cheongsam.

“Miss, did you not wear any underwear… under your cheongsam?”

What?

She did!

An’an immediately lowered her thick lashed to look at where her legs parted. There was nothing there!

What?! How had her underwear vanished?!

No… She had a sudden thought. Only one person had touched her body just now.

“Auntie Su, let me go upstairs for a little while,” An’an said as she ran upstairs.

In her room, she immediately took out another pair of underwear from her closet and put them on. Her beautiful face was flushed red, and her eyes shone brightly. That b.a.s.t.a.r.d!

It had been three years since they last saw each other. When did he become a thief that stole women’s underwear?

The cheongsam and underwear she had on were all chosen by Tang Mo’er and Lin s.h.i.+yu, and was extremely s.e.xy. Tang Mo’er and Lin s.h.i.+yu’s eye for fas.h.i.+on were the best, stylish and exquisite. An’an’s features were in full bloom now, her beautiful, snow-like skin exuding iciness, along with hints of laziness. She looked like a beauty that had walked straight out of a painting and exerted a strong magnetism towards men.

This An’an was most suited to seductive colors and open provocation. Although she was only a girl of 21, if she were willing, she would definitely throw the ma.s.ses into a frenzy.

Which was why the underwear she wore consisted of only a few strings and was made of lace.

But she didn’t actually wear this on a normal basis. At FIU, she wore a military uniform.

Back in the car, when she was biting on him, he had seized the opportunity to reach down with his rough palms to where her legs parted, and stole her…

This lunatic!

What a pervert with a twisted mind!

An’an cursed him a few hundred times in her heart.

After she had calmed down a little, she opened the thin notebook on her desk. Reaching out to pull her hair into a messy ponytail, it revealed her graceful, swan-like neck.

Her fair hands flew over the keyboard. She accessed FIU’s site, and searched the car plate of that van. The results showed that the license plate was yet to be registered.

This a**hole! He had used a fake license plate!

An’an smiled coldly. He always found a way to make use of loopholes, so that no one was able to find him.

In other words, he was a major a**hole, and never did anything scrupulous!

She would definitely catch him someday!

He had revived from his death when he was supposed to be dead three years ago, and was now sneaking around the Capital like a ghost. What unspeakable secret did he have?

She would drag him out personally!

Taking out her phone, An’an dialed a number. A melodious ringtone rang out, and an unhurried voice spoke lowly from the other end. “An’an, are you home yet?”

It was Gu Mohan.

“Brother, help me look up a license plate.”

“You’re at FIU right now so you should be able to search people up easily. Why not get your seniors to help you out?”

“Brother, I saw Lu Yan. He’s not dead.”

Gu Mohan fell silent on the other end. After a good while, he asked, “An’an, have you still not forgotten about him?”

“I did forget…”

“Then ask your seniors to search him up and investigate his fake death. FIU will go after him…”

“Brother!” An’an interrupted Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan fell silent for a few moments. In the end, she was still unable to forget. She couldn’t bear to let FIU investigate him because she didn’t want him to be in any danger. She didn’t want him to be caught.

It wasn’t that she was unhappy that he wasn’t dead.

All her love and hate for him couldn’t win against the fact that he was still alive.

“Alright, I’ll update you tomorrow.”

“Thanks brother,” An’an said as she hung up the phone.

She threw the phone onto her table, and got up to walk to her bed. She lay down on it and gazed at the chandelier above her head. As she reached out to touch it, her hands brushed against the baseball cap she had tossed on her bed.

The baseball hat he had worn.

She covered her face with the baseball cap and took a slight sniff. It was all that masculine scent from his body.

Her thick, long lashes quivered, and the image from three years ago resurfaced in her mind.

She had gone through a successful surgery for her leukemia, and had become an ordinary person. He said he was coming over, so she had hidden a condom under the pillow.

But he never showed up. The person who turned up was Butler Ye, who told her that he had gotten married to An Xi.

He had gotten married!

He had gotten married to another woman!

Ha.

An’an’s red lips curved upwards, and she threw the baseball cap straight into the rubbish bin.

…

The van drove out of the Capital, and stop slowly on the highway.

Lu Yan reached out to switch on the lights in the van. With a shuffle, his hands undid the belt on his st.u.r.dy waist. He pulled his pants down and lowered his handsome face to look downwards. He had a red bite mark on his inner thigh.

There were streaks of blood vessels around the bite mark, which hurt when he moved a little.

This little thing!

He reached out with his rough palms to touch the delicate bite mark. She must hate him so much.

His cold, thin lips curved into a grotesque and wicked smile. He stuck one hand inside his pockets and pulled out the few strings of lingerie he had stolen. He pulled it between his long fingers and took a look at it. How s.e.xy, she really didn’t have to worry about any indecent exposure with that on.

She dared wear this kind of clothing.

She had gotten bolder in the three years that they hadn’t seen each other!

His rough fingertips caressed the lace, and his throat bobbled up and down. He reached down…

…

In the luxurious room, two knocks sounded on the door, and the butler entered. He reported politely, “Young Master, we have found the location of Miss Lin.”

Fu Qinglun stood straight and tall at the window side, with one hand in his pocket. He turned his face over to look at the butler as he heard him. “Speak.”

“Young Master, Miss Lin is at XX host club right now, buying… their services.”

Fu Qinglun’s eyebrows knit together suddenly. “What did you say?”