Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

With his face impassive, Lu Yan said mindlessly, “Hm, An’an you’re already 18 years old. It’s definitely the right time for you to get a boyfriend.”

Lu Yan then patted Li Junxun’s shoulder, like an elder entrusting An’an to Li Junxun. “You must treat An’an well.”

Li Junxun’s face flushed red, his shoulders were hurting. Lu Yan’s hand was huge and he was strong, no one knew whether he did it on purpose or not but Li Junxun’s shoulder was about to be ruined after Lu Yan patted him.

Li Junxun was only 21 years old and he was the son of an established, wealthy family. He was well known for his looks and his looks only. To be blunt, he was just like a big boy.

He wasn’t comparable to Lu Yan, he just wasn’t on the same level.

Lu Yan had merely used a little force and he was already hurting all over.

But Li Junxun nodded and acknowledged his advice. “Master Yan, I’ll be sure to treat An’an well.”

Li Junxun really thought of Lu Yan as An’an’s adoptive father, he was making a promise to his elder.

Hearing the boy’s words, Lu Yan laughed and didn’t continue saying anything else.

An’an’s gaze landed on the rear of the car. It was filled with many shopping bags. She said laughingly, “Daddy, you’ve bought many gifts for Flora. How could you purchase so many gifts for your girlfriend and yet there’s none for your daughter, you’re really biased. I’m going to participate in a dance competition in a few days and I’m lacking a new dance costume, could you buy me one?”

Lu Yan wasn’t stingy with his money, he had given An’an the best he could in the 13 years of raising her. She led a comfortable life alongside him.

An’an wasn’t materialistic either, she never requested for anything from him all these years. All she did was to follow him quietly.

Lu Yan nodded. “Sure.”

An’an looked at the mall behind them and said, “Then let’s go in there and you can find me a dance costume.”

…

In the mall, they walked towards a dance costume store and the sales assistant quickly welcomed them. “Mister, Miss, can I help you? What are you looking for?”

Lu Yan stood tall in the shop, he was 1.9 meters tall and simply imposing. He exuded a strong masculinity that invited glances no matter where he went.

He scanned around the shop, looking through the dance costumes but in no time, he was furrowing his brows.

What kind of dance costumes were those?

Spaghetti straps, vests, cropped tops, hot pants. They all seemed suggestive in his eyes.

An’an pointed at a costume. “That one.”

“Okay, Miss. I’ll get that piece for you and you may enter the fitting room to try it on.”

Lu Yan glanced at the dance costume An’an asked for and knitted his brows. It was a bodysuit that had a low, v-neck and high cut on the bottom. What was it going to turn out like when she put it on?

He pursed his lips, turning his head around and looking at An’an with his brows furrowed. “Are you really going to wear that during your dance competition?”

An’an looked at his face and a corner of her lips curved up. “That’s right, I’m going to wear that during the dance competition. I’m going to perform moves like spinning, kicking and splitting, etc…”

She was going to wear that during her dance competition, performing those moves?

Lu Yan didn’t know whether she was describing it in such detail on purpose, but he had long formed those scenes in his head. He was a mature man who had great imagination and he may have taken it too far in his mind.

“Daddy, what are you thinking about?”

Lu Yan looked in An’an’s direction. She looked innocent and pure, her lustrous eyes tantalizing his senses.

She seemed to not know the images he had formed in his mind and looked at him innocently.

Lu Yan had clenched his fists in his trouser pockets, his eyes seemingly bloodshot.

“Miss, here’s the costume you wanted.” The sales assistant handed it over to An’an.

An’an received it and said, “Daddy, I’ll go into the fitting room to put it on. It isn’t appropriate for you to see me in this costume. I’ll have my boyfriend come in later, I want to let him see me dressed in this costume to see if he likes it.”

After speaking, An’an entered the fitting room.

…

Lu Yan looked at the door to the stall, her words replayed in his ears over again—-Daddy, it’s not appropriate for you to see me in this costume. I’ll let my boyfriend see me dressed in this costume to see it he likes it.

She wanted to let Li Junxun see her dressed in that skimpy costume.

Ha.

He sneered, arriving beside Li Junxun’s side, with one hand still in his trouser pocket.

“Young fellow,” he called him.

Li Junxun quickly turned his head back and looked at Lu Yan before he responded, “Master Yan, I’m not called young fellow. My name is Li Junxun.”

Li Junxun wasn’t fond of Lu Yan calling him ‘young fellow’, it sounded condescending, as though Lu Yan was disregarding him.

Lu Yan arched a brow and burst out in laughter. His pearly white teeth were revealed and he said provocatively again, “Young fellow.”

He repeated it again.

“…”

Li Junxun had realized that Lu Yan was in a dismal mood. He seemed to dislike him.

This man was too brazen and overbearing!

But he had to tolerate it, since Lu Yan was An’an’s adoptive father. He regained his composure. “Master Yan, what’s the matter? What can I help you with?”

“I certainly have something for you to do.” Lu Yan chuckled darkly, feeling smug. He pointed at the beverage shop opposite the dance costume store and instructed, “An’an wants to have milk tea. You’re in charge of buying it back.”

Li Junxun glanced at the fitting room and nodded. “Okay, I’ll go get it right away.”

Li Junxun ran out of the store.

Lu Yan stood in front of the windows, his hands placed in his pockets as he watched Li Junxun sprint away. He smirked, feeling all satisfied that Li Junxun was finally away.

He was too lazy to even talk to Li Junxun, he just couldn’t be bothered about that young fellow.

…

In the fitting room.

Someone knocked on the door, An’an replied, “You may enter.”

The door was opened.

An’an zipped the costume and revealed a radiant smile. She turned around, asking, “Junxun, do I look good in thiー”

It wasn’t Junxun who entered the fitting room, but Lu Yan instead.

He stood still in the fitting room, like a statue. The fitting room wasn’t that big to begin with and his arrival had caused it to become even more stifling.

Lu Yan had both hands in his pockets and he slumped against the back of the door, he gazed at An’an.

She had removed all her clothing and put on the costume. Though her figure wasn’t the most impressive he had seen, she was still alluring nonetheless.

Lu Yan was used to hourglass figures and after looking at An’an’s youthful body, it was refreshing to the eyes.

Her skin was delicate, smooth as satin. Her slender legs were revealed in the air and the dance costume was merely a suggestive piece of clothing in his eyes, teasing him with a hint of what lied beneath.