911 Nauseous (1/2)
Lu Yan's breath deepened and her words reverberated in his ear. What did she say?
He put his large palms over her soft shoulders and gave them a hard squeeze. His thin lips curved upwards sarcastically. ”Damn it An'an, who are you to look for me whenever you need a companion or a one night stand? Do you know how expensive I am? If you had made things clearer at the start, you would never have had a chance with me.”
There were many women who desired him. She wouldn't even have the chance to take a queue number!
An'an was speechless.
Her beautiful face turned cold. ”Alright, Prince Lu. You can show a girl a good time even with a missing leg. Please get the cheque..from my brother…”
As soon as those words were out of her mouth, he squeezed her shoulders even tighter, as though he was trying to break them.
His angry voice rang out. ”Gu An'an!”
”Don't touch me!” An'an snapped as she interrupted him, her gaze fixed coldly on his face. ”Lu Yan, what do you want to do then? Can you give me a response? Do you want me to take responsibility? And have you ever thought about our future?”
Future…
Their future…
Lu Yan froze, his deep brown gaze suddenly full of complicated emotions.
The diamond ring was hanging around his neck on a red thread right now, at the place closest to his heart. He had already decided three years ago that he wanted to propose, wanted her to marry him, wanted her to give him a child.
But all his plans had been messed up.
Lu Yan no longer existed in this world. He was only a shadow hiding in the dark, and could never see the light of day. He had also lost a leg, and had heavy responsibilities lying on his shoulders.
From the time he was 37 to when he was 40, his courage had slowly faded.
She was only 21 and at the peak of her youth. He was afraid he couldn't keep up with her, afraid that she would regret everything one day.
He didn't want her to regret being with him.
Maybe this was what loving someone felt like. To always be conflicted and second-guessing yourself.
An'an already had her answer. She no longer felt disappointed. She had been let down too many times and was already numb to it. She was tired of this.
Reaching out her pale hands, she prised his hands from her shoulders. ”Master Yan, from now on, let's go our separate ways. Even if we meet on the street in the future, let's pretend not to know each other, alright?
”And lastly,” An'an said as her red lips curved upwards, ”Master Yan, stop living in the past. Recognize that we're in the future now. You're no longer the huge magnate all the women desired three years ago. You're old now, and you're missing a leg. No one's queuing to sleep with you. Rather, you won't even have a chance to sleep with me again in the future!”
With that, An'an left.
...
She was gone.
The room became silent, so silent you could hear a pin drop. It was deathly silent. Lu Yan stood frozen where he was. After a few seconds, he walked over to the bed and took off his black T-shirt.
His strong body was a memorable one. His bronze skin glimmered seductively over his sculpted muscles. His shoulder blades and back formed one sexy line, and stood out from his back. His waistline was sharp and his eight pack was prominent. Below all that, he wore dark blue pants held up by an ordinary black belt. He look wild and alluring.
Now he had a knife scar across his chest. It had been treated simply, but had opened again now, and was oozing blood.
He didn't take notice of this. He reached into his pocket for a packet of cigarettes. He lit one and started puffing on it.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door. A deep and alluring voice rang out from the outside. ”Ah Yan.”
It was Lu Jinwen.