Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Meng Che’s lascivious gaze was fixed on An’an’s face, she was an 18 year old with perfectly radiant skin. He wanted to have her so badly.

“Miss An’an, this place is divided by social status. Distinguished guests like you are given luxurious rooms but there are a few rooms in the west lobby that are used to accommodate outsiders. That area is the commoner’s zone, their living conditions are totally different from here.”

An’an turned her head and looked, there were already a few maids helping with the preparation of breakfast for the commoner’s area. They were cooking some plain porridge and steamed buns, it was simply incomparable with the luxurious breakfast spread provided in the VIP area.

“Miss An’an, why are you suddenly interested in the commoner’s zone? It’ll be unacceptable for a beauty like you to experience the hard living conditions in the commoner’s area.” Meng Che stretched his hand out, wanting to hold An’an’s hand.

But he didn’t manage to touch her as An’an took two steps backwards.

Meng Che lifted his eyes, noticing that she was glaring at him with hostility. Meng Che could see his ugly face in her clear pupils.

He was stunned.

An’an turned around and left.

Seeing An’an walk away, Meng Che revealed a lecherous smile. How dare she behave so arrogantly even when she was in his territory? This Tang Mo’er and An’an, they were both going to end up as his eventually.

“Come here.” Meng Che beckoned one of his men.

The underling quickly walked over. “Young Master, anything I can help you with?”

Meng Che whispered his instructions to the underling…

Lu Yan’s drug addiction had acted up again. He had been in rehab for the past three months and had been in torture every single day.

In the room, Lu Yan sat on the cold ground, supporting himself against the bed. His lashes were lowered and he was gasping for air.

He felt as though there was a countless army of insects in his blood and bones whenever his drug addiction acted up. It was so itchy that he couldn’t help but scratch his skin all over, he wanted to get rid of them. He scratched himself raw to the point that he bled, but the urge to keep scratching remained.

“Brother Ah Yan, you can’t continue scratching yourself. The older wounds on your body have yet to heal and you’re creating even more injuries now. Can’t you see your wounds are infected? If you continue, your entire body will be covered in wounds and before you even get out of rehab for your drug addiction, you’ll die from the infection!” An Xi pressed Lu Yan’s hand down.

Lu Yan’s eyes turned bloodshot and he flung An Xi away, he couldn’t heed her advice but to scratch himself uncontrollably.

Li Si then rushed over, tying Lu Yan’s hands up with a string in order to stop him from scratching himself.

“Brother Li, Brother Ah Yan managed to go cold turkey yesterday without harming himself and his condition should have improved today, why is it worse now? I didn’t give Brother Ah Yan any special herbs yesterday.” An Xi was perplexed.

The night before, Lu Yan was close to inflicting self-harm, so An Xi rushed out in a hurry to get him some herbs.

But when she was back, Lu Yan was already fine.

What had happened during her absence?

An Xi couldn’t figure out why.

But Li Si did, there wasn’t anything special about yesterday, except… that girl named An’an.

An’an seemed to have accidentally barged inside the room and after she had escaped, Lu Yan had relieved himself of his desires with his hand. Needless to say, they must have engaged in some intimate acts that had triggered Lu Yan’s sexual desires.

Lu Yan had spent most of his youth partying in nightclubs and he had met women from all walks of life, he was definitely immune to their seduction.

But there was one exception, An’an, she was irresistible for Lu Yan.

Li Si furrowed his brows and he heard some footsteps outside. Someone had arrived.

Li Si quickly lifted his head in wary, the door was the old-school type and there was a paper window on it. Though one couldn’t see what was inside from outside, the people inside the room could see the figure outside.

There was a lithe figure outside, and Li Si could see her perfectly delicate facial features.

It was An’an.

Why was she here?

Li Si looked at Lu Yan with the tail of his eyes and noticed that Lu Yan’s bloodshot eyes riveted on the window on the door. He was watching that lithe figure.

He couldn’t take his eyes off her.

The room was dead silent and An Xi also lifted her eyes to watch that lithe figure. The moment An’an arrived, Lu Yan’s entire body froze.

Outside the room, An’an waited silently. She then stretched out her arm, placing her palm on the window.

She didn’t open the door, her fingers just placed on the window. She was feeling hesitant.

Lu Yan moved.

Li Si pressed his shoulder down and shook his head.

Their circumstances were risky, Lu Yan should have been serving his sentence in the Capital and if he were to show his face in Miaojiang instead, their plans would have been tarnished.

If his real identity were to be exposed, he would be persecuted and his life would be threatened.

It was crucial that his identity remained a secret forever. ‘Blood Eagle’ had captured many crime overlords internationally and many felt threatened by him. They would only feel a peace of mind once ‘Blood Eagle’ was dead.

Lu Yan would only be safe if they remained oblivious about his identity.

Although he remained expressionless, Lu still stood up nonetheless, walking towards the door.

His hands were still tied up and he stretched out an arm, placing his calloused palm on the window, feeling as though he had touched her hands.

Though he hadn’t touched her hands, he felt as though he had.

They were just one door apart, but their worlds were vastly different.

An’an stood outside quietly, fluttering her eyelashes. She started running her fingers over the door, was he inside?

Did he see her already?

She seemed to have caught a sniff of his masculine scent, heard his strong heartbeat and felt his body temperature.

Everything felt so familiar and comforting.

He seemed so close…

An’an took a deep breath and her hand moved downwards, landing on the doorknob. She wanted to push the door open…

“An’an.” She heard a familiar voice.

An’an turned around, it was Li Junxun.

Li Junxun had followed her all the way from the Capital to Miaojiang.

Lu Yan had also heard Li Junxun’s voice, he lowered his head and his wet fringe was stuck to his forehead. His calloused palm was still on the window and the temperature on the other side had disappeared, An’an’s palm was no longer on the window.

He heard their conversation—-

“Li Junxun, why are you here?”

“An’an, I’ll go anywhere in the world, as long as you are there. This is a present for you, it’s a single rose.”

“Thank you.”

An’an thanked him but she didn’t take the rose.

“An’an, what are you doing here? Isn’t this the commoner’s area? Let’s head back.”

“Ah, okay.”

An’an glanced at the door one last time before she followed Li Junxun and left.

She had left.

She had followed someone else and left.

The corners of Lu Yan’s lips kicked up, that was probably the best outcome for her.

But at the next moment, Li Si and An Xi watched as he collapsed. It made a huge sound as his tall build fell on the ground.