Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

That naive An’an from the past had died.

Three years ago, she had committed suicide by slashing her wrist.

On that particular day, she had won a dance competition. She was the campus belle of A University and her name was well known amongst the socialites. Everyone predicted that she would have a wonderful future and a beautiful life ahead of her.

But that day, she locked herself in the room and lay down on the soft bed. She suddenly felt that her life had come to an end.

What was the point of living?

A sharp blade slid across her wrist, pulsing against her skin as she tried to kill herself.

The girl’s watery eyes revealed utter despondence and hopelessness. Lu Yan was startled. She was only twenty-one years old and in the prime of her youth. He did not understand why she had landed herself in a state of gloom and apathy.

At this moment, An’an sniffed and suppressed the luminous tears in her eyes. She looked at Lu Yan and gave him a slight smile. “Lu Yan, I guess this day has come.”

This day? What day?

She was smiling as she said to him, “I wish you happiness. I don’t love you anymore.”

Lu Yan startled and his brown eyes became bloodshot. He stared at the girl viciously.

An’an looked at him and moved her red lips. “Lu Yan, I wish you…”

Lu Yan raised his leg and hurled his prosthetic leg far away. Although he only had his left leg remaining, it was still strong and full of vigor. The prosthetic leg had already been kicked to the street opposite.

This man was still full of vitality despite losing one leg.

An’an’s luscious lashes quivered. She closed her mouth and looked at the man. Lu Yan was looking down, and half of his face appeared cold and unyielding.

Those lips of his were tightly pursed into a white line. The way that he had shown his anger made one fearful, but it also made one desire to stroke his handsome face.

An’an did not say a word. Following his outburst she got up and walked towards her own luxury car.

She had left.

Lu Yan raised his handsome face and looked at her. There were many pedestrians and her pretty figure gradually disappeared amongst the crowd before his eyes. He knew without a doubt that this time she was really going to leave.

And she would never be coming back.

Lu Yan felt as if there was a void in his heart. This profound sense of loss nearly drove him insane. He placed one hand on the ground to support himself and stood up gradually.

“Sir, you’re injured. Let me take you to the hospital.” At this moment, the driver of the huge truck rushed over and helped Lu Yan up.

Lu Yan pushed the driver away. He was not wearing his prosthetic leg or even holding a walking stick. He moved and jumped ahead.

The void in his trousers, where his amputated leg was supposed to be, was bleeding, but he did not feel any pain. The man jumped forward slowly and his moves were strong and steady.

This man possessed a strength that encompassed the bitterness of having been through the vicissitudes of life, yet compassionate at the same time, and it made one regard him with respect.

He stretched his calloused hands out and pushed the masses of people away. It was then that he saw the pretty figure. An’an’s body was hunched and she was preparing to get into the car.

At this moment, a strong arm encircled her svelte waist and the man hugged her from behind. She could hear his light panting and the thumping of his heart. She also heard his hoarse muttering, “Ha, I can walk to you even with one leg.”

An’an froze. A few seconds later, she struggled and attempted to push him away.

“An’an, I’m not married. I’ve never been married.”

What did he say?

An’an’ icy-cold eyes suddenly narrowed. Did he say that he was not married?

At this moment, the man’s heavy body pinned down on her from behind, and his head rested on her smooth shoulders.

“Lu Yan, let go!”

She turned her head and realized that the man’s eyes were closed. He had fainted.

But even then, he did not collapse onto the ground.

An’an’s heart skipped a beat. She had never seen such a man before. He was standing on one foot on the ground. His body could not withstand the impact of the car knocking into his body and he had fainted, but he was standing upright and his arm was still tightly wrapped around her waist.

He merely looked like he was tired and he was just taking a quick nap.

Perhaps that was the reason she loved him.

He possessed a certain sort of strength and fortitude that deeply attracted and mesmerized her.

Extending her shaky fingers, An’an stroked his cold and hard handsome face…

…

At the Champagne Apartments.

The room was filled with the nauseating smell of antiseptic. The doctor came out wearing a mask. “Elder Miss, I’ve already bandaged the patient’s wound. He just needs to rest and he’ll be alright.”

This man was still fine after being knocked down by a car. He was indeed a hardy man.

An’an looked at the man lying on the bed. “Could you verify the reason for his amputation?”

The doctor pondered for a moment before replying, “The patient’s amputated right leg should have sustained a gunshot wound before. However, this gunshot wound is not likely to be the reason for his amputation. Elder Miss, you should ask him.”

An’an did not say a word.

“Elder Miss, the patient is allergic to his prosthetic leg and his limb will get swollen and infected upon wearing it. I’ve heard that doctors from other countries have invented a robot-like prosthetic limb which is very modern. After putting it on, the person can move at ease and be like any other typical person. Perhaps Elder Miss may want to correspond with these doctors.”

With that, the doctor looked at the prosthetic limb which was picked up from the street. “This is of inferior quality and it will be better for the patient to avoid wearing it.”

An’an nodded. “Alright, thank you Doctor.”

The doctor left.

An’an walked to Lu Yan, who was still unconscious. She stroked the stubble on his face. He was already forty years old and no longer young. It was uncertain if he had kept his stubble on intentionally or not, but he looked undeniably sexy with it with his cold and hard appearance.

At this moment, the servant knocked on the door and said, “Elder Miss, Madam is here.”

Huo Yanmei had arrived.

An’an promptly retracted her hand. If her Mom knew that Lu Yan was here, she would definitely cause a fuss.

“Alright. I’ll go downstairs right now.”

An’an left the room.

…

An’an went downstairs and looked at Huo Yanmei. “Mom, why are you here?”

Huo Yanmei smiled. “An’an, Mom didn’t come alone. I’ve brought a familiar face. See who’s here.”

A tall and handsome figure appeared by the door. It was Li Junxun. Three years ago, Li Junxun had gone abroad for further studies and had only just returned. She had not seen Li Junxun these three years.

Li Junxun looked at An’an and his handsome face revealed an amiable smile. “An’an, it’s been a while.”

An’an smiled. “Senior Junxun, it’s been a while indeed.”

Seeing the compatible pair, Huo Yanmei was pleased. “Auntie Su, is dinner ready?”