Chapter 838 - Don’t Touch Me!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Daddy... Little Tiger misses daddy...”

There was a jumble of noises on the other end. Little Tiger must have snatched the phone over. The phone was hung up with two beeps.

An’an was still stunned, the words “daddy” echoing relentlessly in her ear. She felt as though her head was about to explode.

An Xi had given birth to a son, Little Tiger, who called Lu Yan “daddy”...

At this moment, Lu Yan walked over, his magnetic voice laced with affection. “The water is done. You can take a bath now. Do you need me to carry you?”

Did she need him to carry her?

He really was treating her like his daughter. He lowered his tall body, and reached out with his strong arms to carry her.

At this moment, An’an looked back at him. Her beautiful eyes landed on his handsome face, her hands still clutching his phone.

Lu Yan could tell immediately that something was off. He looked at his phone in her hands and asked her without any change in his expression, “Did someone call me?”

An’an handed the phone over to him. “Yes.”

Lu Yan looked at his phone display. The call was from An Xi.

Three years ago, An Xi had married Li Si. Their son was a year old.

Was she mistaken about something?

“An’an...” he began to say.

Just then, a melodious cell phone ring tone sounded. An’an had an incoming call.

She got off the bed quickly. It was from FIU.

“An’an, your leave has ended, effectively immediately. You need to return immediately. The drug lord Delia has appeared in Fan City. We need to get him this time.”

“Understood.”

An’an hung up, grabbed her coat and left.

Lu Yan gazed at her beautiful retreating figure and frowned. “It’s late. Where are you going?”

An’an looked back at him and said lightly, “I have an assignment, so I’ll be leaving first. You can leave later.”

An’an left.

With that, Lu Yan was left abandoned in the room. His thin lips curved upwards. At this moment, his phone rang again. This time, the call was from Li Si.

...

On the bustling streets of the Capital, a van was parked on the side of the road. Lu Yan pulled open the door of the van and hopped on. Li Si was in the driver’s seat.

Li Si passed several photographs to him. “Yan Zi, Delia has appeared in Fan City.”

As Lu Yan looked at Delia in the photograph, his deep brown eyes were murderous. He was responsible for both Shitou’s death and his missing leg. This blood debt had to be paid.

Lu Yan threw the photographs back to Li Si. He pushed the passenger’s seat down and put his baseball cap on his face, closing his eyes to take a short nap.

“Yan Zi, this time, the old man has sent us some help.”

“Hm?” Lu Yan humphed indifferently.

“FIU”

“Alright.” Lu Yan was nonchalant.

Li Si looked out through the car window. Not far from them was Champagne Residence, the Capital’s most luxurious property. It was the Gu Family’s territory.

“Yan Zi, did you meet Miss An’an?”

Silence.

Li Si sighed. Three years ago, Lu Yan had lost his leg because of An’an. For the past three years, Lu Yan had been alone, turning from 37 to 40 years old. He knew that Lu Yan could not forget An’an.

“Yan Zi, let’s go to Fan City. This time, the higher-ups want us to catch Delia, then help you change your identity. The old man is stepping down and wants you to take his place,” Li Si said excitedly.

Shifting slightly, Lu Yan took his baseball cap off his face.

Li Si laughed. “Yan Zi, everyone’s been waiting for this day. You can finally put on a military uniform!”

With Lu Yan’s physique, who knew how many people he would be mesmerized if he put on a military uniform.

Lu Yan seemed uninterested and didn’t respond to him. He took his phone out of his pocket and threw it over to Li Si. “Help me figure out how to use WeChat?”

WeChat?

Li Si was taken aback. He had been doing fine, so why was he asking to use WeChat now?

“Yan Zi, you have to download an app first before you can use WeChat. Your phone is too old and doesn’t have enough storage for that, so you can’t use it. If you want it, you need to get a new phone.”

“How much would it cost?”

“Three thousand at least.”

Three thousand? Lu Yan’s sharp brows knit together, and he put his phone back into his pocket.

Li Si knew that Lu Yan had no money. Three years ago, he had entrusted Butler Ye to donate all his immovable property to charity and converted all his tangible assets to money, which he left under An’an’s name. Because of this, An’an could be considered a little rich lady in possession of millions. But he wasn’t sure if she was even aware of this fact.

In the past three years, Lu Yan had concealed his name and identity in the rural area, putting all his energy into caring for the kids over there. It was likely he couldn’t even fork up three thousand dollars right now.

“Yan Zi, I’ll pass you three thousand dollars when we’re back.”

Lu Yan looked at Li Si. “No need. Little Tiger is still so small, you and An Xi need the money. Besides, do you think I can’t get the three thousand dollars?”

Li Si laughed. Of course. In this world, there was nothing that could trouble Lu Yan, except for that girl An’an.

...

CC Bar.

Gu Mohan stood tall in the corridor, both hands in his pocket, as he looked at the silhouette in front of him. It seemed Tang Mo’er was looking for Lin Shiyu.

He lowered his gaze, wanting to walk forward.

But it hurt.

His head hurt, the second personality within him wanted to come out.

For the past three years, he had been treating this with medication. But the medication was starting to lose its effect and could not suppress his second personality well anymore.

Maybe his second personality wanted to devour him.

Gu Mohan frowned, his large palms supporting him as they pressed against the wall as his body bent over.

“President, are you alright?” Yan Dong stepped forward.

Tang Mo’er couldn’t find Lin Shiyu. At this moment, she heard Yan Dong’s startled cry and turned over to look. Gu Mohan was supporting himself against the wall, his expression pained.

After knowing him for so long, she had been accustomed to his tyrannical and strong side. This was the first time she had seen him in pain.

So, even he felt pain.

Tang Mo’er’s heart pounded. The last time he had raped her again, and she couldn’t even get off the bed the next day. She should hate him, but she couldn’t control her footsteps. Before she knew it, she was already beside him.”

“What’s wrong with him?” Tang Mo’er asked Yan Dong.

Yan Dong shook his head. He didn’t dare reveal that Gu Mohan had a split personality.

Tang Mo’er’s brows knit together. From her angle, she could see his cold and pale face. He was frowning so hard three lines were apparent on his forehead.

She wanted to reach over and smooth those lines out.

In reality, she did actually reach out slowly to touch his forehead.

She was almost touching his face.

Suddenly, he reached out to grab her delicate wrist. Gu Mohan raised his head, his eyes dark and cold, like two threatening bottomless pits sucking her in.

His thin lips curved into a sarcastic smile, and he flung her hand aways coldly. “Don’t touch me!”