Chapter 794 - An’an, You Pick First!

Chapter 794: An’an, You Pick First!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Tang Mo’er was going to treat Lin Shiyu and An’an to the services of a male host at a host club?!

Lin Shiyu gave the already-excited Tang Mo’er a glance with the tail of her eye. “Mo’er, aren’t you afraid about President Gu finding out that you took us to a host club?”

Gu Mohan?

Tang Mo’er could feel the corner of her lip stinging with the mention of the man. How was it even any of his business whether she enjoyed the services of a male host?

“Men have been enjoying themselves outside since the olden days, why can’t we women do the same? Let’s just disregard all of those scummy men and enjoy ourselves tonight! Shiyu, An’an, are you all too scared and chickening out?” Tang Mo’er raised her brows, her beautiful face radiant.

Lin Shiyu smiled, why would she even be too scared to do it? Fu Qinglun had driven away and that pervert, Fu Jingtong had even sold her to that perverted Mr Smithson. There were really no good men on Earth, she was never going to allow herself to be played by men anymore!

So tonight, she was going to play with some men tonight instead!

An’an didn’t have any expression on her face, she took a look at the host club. “I’m actually supposed to arrest you both if you go inside and engage in their sexual services.”

Tang Mo’er quickly hugged An’an and laughed her off. “Madam, forget your identity tonight. You’re just going to be Gu An’an for the rest of the night.”

An’an could only pout her lips.

Lin Shiyu then held An’an’s hand while she chuckled. “An’an, let’s go change our clothes. You’re going to scare everyone if you’re going to enter the host club wearing this ensemble. This is not the way to grab everyone’s attention!”

The trio were all smiles as they entered a clothing store.

Tang Mo’er and Lin Shiyu both agreed on a dress that they picked out for An’an and the trio entered the host club together.

...

In the host club, in the most luxurious VIP room.

Tang Mo’er made a phone call. “Hello, boss. Bring the finest male hosts for us to pick, money is not a concern!”

Tang Mo’er hung up.

Lin Shiyu raised her brows. “Why don’t we let An’an pick first, An’an...”

Lin Shiyu called her name.

Tang Mo’er lifted her arm, pulling the sliding door to the balcony open. “An’an, you pick first.”

There was someone else?

The boss and the male hosts quickly glanced over. There was a lithe figure sitting on the balcony, the night breeze had billowed out her black dress and she was holding a cigarette between her fingers.

Tang Mo’er and Lin Shiyu had chosen a black cheongsam for An’an, it perfectly accentuated her curvaceous figure. Her chest was full and the slit of her cheongsam had ridden all the way up to her thighs, revealing her long and slender legs.

As she sat in the balcony, her back was slumped against the wall, one hand around her chest while the other was occupied with a cigarette.

Tang Mo’er had nagged at her to go take a shower earlier on. Her hair was all down and the night breeze blew it around, some strands were on her face and she was just like a deity who came out from an ancient painting. Her beauty was ethereal but at the same time, she seemed a little wasted.

Two extreme auras had fused together and she was just like a seductive little creature that made everyone gasp.

It was only at such times then she would reveal her innermost self, the real her.

The boss and male hosts were all astounded, their pupils contracted as they quietly watched. The women in the room were all stunning and each had their own charms.

“An’an, you’re smoking again?” Tang Mo’er knitted her brows once she spotted An’an smoking.

An’an brought the cigarette to her mouth and puffed on it before she turned her head to look at Tang Mo’er and smiled. “I haven’t smoked in a while.”

She wasn’t allowed to smoke in the FIU.

But she would always secretly smoke a cigarette when she had a craving.

Lin Shiyu sighed, she walked over to take away the cigarette in An’an’s hand, stubbing it out in the ashtray. “An’an, hurry and come pick one or two from these male hosts.”

Lin Shiyu’s legs almost gave way as she stood there, they were on the 30th level and An’an sat at the edge of the balcony, she could just fall down anytime if she wasn’t cautious.

An’an was so daring.

When her cigarette was taken away from her, An’an threw over a cursory glance, her cold gaze landing on the line of male hosts.

The night breeze was so strong that her black cheongsam billowed out, forming a cold silhouette.

She glanced at the male hosts before her gaze paused on one of them. That one male host had a tall build and was brawny, resembling a certain someone.