Chapter 966
Gu An’an’s beautiful face was blossoming, like god’s greatest art piece. She was beautiful enough to bring an entire city to its knees. But her stunning eyes were icy cold and free from worldly desires, like a snow queen who had stepped out of a painting.
The short black skirt she had made her skin look even fairer than it was, and her red lips were as beautiful as a lotus flower. She fluttered her long lashes and looked at Lu Yan, then got onto the car.
Lu Yan’s face under the baseball cap immediately turned cold. She had actually associated herself with Delia.
F*ck. Didn’t she know Delia was dangerous? She could be in danger any time.
He reached out with his large palms and grabbed her wrist.
Gu An’an’s footsteps halted.
Lu Yan’s rough fingers were wrapped around her wrist. An’an felt the area under his fingers hurting and tingling. He was strong and rough, and her skin was soft and tender. The area he was touching was chafing.
“An’an, get in the car quickly.”
The top hostesses of the Underground Palace were all young and beautiful. They all made a beeline for Delia. “Sir, please choose me.”
“Shoo shoo shoo. My woman is here. Get away from me.” Delia chased all of them away.
Even though the top hostesses were all very pretty, they were nothing compared to Gu An’an.
“Sir, if you’re not going to choose us, then why call us over?”
Delia raised his hand and pointed at Lu Yan who was in the corner. “My chauffeur is your master today. He’ll choose.”
“Chauffeur?”
The ladies’ expression immediately turned into that of disdain. Tsk! The people they serviced on a daily basis were all rich and powerful, people of status from both sides of the law. When had they ever serviced an insignificant chauffeur?”
All of them turned at the same time to look at Lu Yan.
Lu Yan stood there clad in black, his baseball cap pulled low over his face. He looked dark and solemn. Even though they couldn’t see his face clearly, they could see his body.
Their gazes swept over his body, from top to toe, sparing not a single inch. Lu Yan was almost 1.9 meters tall, and the man was built and masculine. Under his black shirt were tough muscles and a slim waistline. Below all that was a perfect inverted triangle that led down to his pants, and this made them want to rip open his shirt immediately to check whether there was an eight-pack beneath it.
The top hostesses had all felt like he was beneath them just now, but now all of them gasped. His body made their blood pump faster, made them feel as though they were about to have a nose bleed.
Even idols and runway models didn’t have a body like his.
He was a high grade species.
“Sir,” someone called out sweetly, as she ran to Lu Yan’s side. “Choose me please, I have a huge chest.”
“Choose me choose me. I have a perky butt.”
“You ladies can move aside, you should choose me. I can satisfy all of your needs.”
In a split second, the top hostesses had all started fighting with each other for Lu Yan.
Meanwhile, Gu An’an sat on the plush sofa. Looking at Lu Yan being surrounded by so many ladies, her white hands balled into fists and she clenched her teeth.
When he still identified himself as Lu Yan three years ago, he had been the subject of many women’s affection.
Three years later, he had lost everything, yet still garnered the attention of so many women.
“How is one lousy driver worth you girls starting a fight? Is the Underground Palace not a place for the rich and affluent? Have you girls never seen a man before?” Gu An’an asked sarcastically.
Lu Yan lifted his eyes to look at An’an as he heard this. He could see the jealousy in her eyes.
Huh. She was jealous.
Lu Yan’s expression immediately turned to one of amusement.
Delia took a sip of wine. “An’an, you’re wrong. My chauffeur has an amazing body. He can do a few pushups for you if you don’t believe it.”
Gu An’an raised one beautiful eyebrow. “Oh? Sure. But I want him to do it with his shirt off.”