795 The Reunion of Lu and An 1 (1/2)

Tang Mo'er and Lin Shiyu glanced at An'an, and then at the gigolo. The gigolo's handsome face revealed more than a touch of joy. He had been chosen!

The lady boss beamed immediately. ”Aye, this young beauty really has a good eye. This guy has the fittest figure here. I'm not sure if you've ever heard of a person who had made a name for himself in Capital - Lu Yan? This guy's figure is as fit as Lu Yan's.”

Upon mentioning about Lu Yan, the lady boss got even more excited. ”When Lu Yan was still around, he mesmerized countless rich ladies from prestigious families in Capital. His death was a real pity. But these rich ladies have not forgotten about Master Yan. When they come here, they will ask for this guy, because this guy is as fit and muscular as Lu Yan.”

Tang Mo'er looked at this lady boss. It was obvious she was one of Master Yan's fans too.

At this moment, Lin Shiyu said, ”Lady boss, you've spoken too much today.”

The lady boss felt aggrieved. She was only making recommendations…

Tang Mo'er and Lin Shiyu looked back at An'an. Lu Yan had inflicted the most pain on An'an in her life. The name ”Lu Yan” itself was already a taboo.

No one had mentioned him in these three years.

An'an had never mentioned anything about it either. She lived a good life, as if everything was over.

But there was a thin rose gold bracelet around her slender wrist. It was a King-back bracelet that Tang Mo'er had customized for her to conceal the scar at her wrist.

Three years ago, on her own bed she had slit her wrist. Although she was saved, the scar was too deep to be covered or removed.

Huo Yanmei doted on her only daughter. She had attempted to bring the latter in for scar removal procedures, but all the doctors were unable to help.

This scar was akin to the darkness that Lu Yan had left behind in her life. The love and hatred were so strong that it could not be eliminated even the slightest bit.

This bracelet was one of a kind in the entire world. This was a special design that Tang Mo'er had created for An'an, and there was a name for it - 'Unique Memories'.

Not long after King-back went public, this 'Unique Memories' bracelet had become a limited edition. Although wealthy merchants had offered high prices for it, Tang Mo'er had never produced anything remotely similar.

Exchanging a glance, Tang Mo'er and Lin Shiyu looked at each other. This lady boss was innocent, but she should not have mentioned something she should not be talking about.

At this moment, they heard a soft voice saying, ”No, Lu Yan's figure was a hundred times better than his.”

Tang Mo'er and Lin Shiyu turned back. These words were spoken by An'an. An'an looked at the strong gigolo in silence and gave a faint smile, which did not reveal her true feelings.

She said… Lu Yan…

Upon hearing these words, the lady boss swiftly gave two laughs. She had never seen the legendary Master Yan before. Based on her societal status, she would never have the chance to see him in this lifetime.

”Does this young beauty still want this gigolo over here?” The lady boss immediately asked.

Tang Mo'er and Lin Shiyu looked at An'an. What would she choose?

A few seconds later, An'an nodded. ”I'll take him.”

The other gigolos said, ”So envious of you! We're definitely hitting the gym tomorrow!”

…

At the room next door.

The door was pushed open by a fair and tender hand, and a pretty figure entered the room.

An'an was walking on her stilettos, and even though the stilettos did not make a sound while stepping on the goat fur carpet, she still managed to sashay over. Her back skirt, which had a slit, swayed seductively, and she projected a sensual allure.

Sitting by the bed, An'an placed one slender arm on the bedsheets. Her pretty figure leaned backwards, and she raised her long legs. ”Come here.”

The gigolo had been tailing behind her and he looked at her in a mixture of unease and admiration.

Upon hearing her call, the gigolo hastened forward.

The gigolo was standing while she was sitting. She raised her head and looked up at him. She had not changed her shoes and was still wearing her stilettos. She raised her legs and kicked the gigolo's trousers lightly. ”Take off your clothes.”