Chapter 137: Beauty

An Nan watched the seductive dancers and couldn’t help but sigh—Hou Jianming really was a natural-born leader.

Not only did he reward his subordinates with food and drink, he also knew how to use beautiful women to win people over.

The only problem was, he clearly favored men over women. He’d only prepared belly-baring female dancers, not a single male dancer with eight-pack abs.

What, was she not worthy of a little enjoyment herself?

While An Nan’s mind wandered, the lead dancer—the most beautiful of them all—suddenly started walking toward their table.

An Nan was a little surprised. Did this beauty get her directions mixed up?

The big boss was still sitting up front, looking lonely and neglected. As the most stunning of the dancers, shouldn’t she be sitting next to the leader instead of heading their way?

By now, the beauty had already danced her way over, her steps graceful and alluring.

But her target was clearly not An Nan, but Gu Zhiyu, who was sitting beside her.

An Nan raised her eyebrows. So this lady was drawn in by Gu Zhiyu’s good looks, huh?

She snuck a glance at Hou Jianming, only to see that he didn’t look the least bit displeased at being ignored—in fact, he seemed to be enjoying the show.

The beauty also shot Hou Jianming a glance, then lifted her arm and swayed her waist, preparing to sit right down in Gu Zhiyu’s lap.

At this point, nearly every man around them already had a beauty in his arms, grinning from ear to ear as the women twisted and danced seductively in their laps.

Seeing the beauty about to sit on Gu Zhiyu, Fugui, who was lying on the ground, immediately bared his teeth.

Afraid the dog would suddenly go wild, An Nan quickly blocked him with her leg.

Good dog, don’t ruin Uncle Gu’s good fortune.

But unexpectedly, it wasn’t Fugui who lost control—it was Gu Zhiyu.

With a sudden “ah!” the beauty screamed and fell to the floor.

The previously flirtatious atmosphere instantly turned silent.

Even An Nan was startled.

What had she just witnessed?

Gu Zhiyu had elbowed the willowy beauty straight to the ground!

The beauty clutched her stomach, looking at him in disbelief.

Hou Jianming frowned in displeasure, speaking up for her:

“Brother Gu, what’s the meaning of this? Susu is the most beautiful woman in the base—how could you be so heartless?”

He was basically saying: What’s wrong with you? Don’t you know a good thing when you see it?

Gu Zhiyu replied calmly, “Sorry, I have a psychological condition. I can’t get close to women.”

That one line—“I’m sick”—left Hou Jianming at a loss for words.

After a pause, he said sourly, “A psychological condition? Then how come you’re sitting so close to Miss An?”

Gu Zhiyu turned his head and glanced at An Nan. “She’s different.”

Hou Jianming suddenly had a bad feeling and didn’t want to pursue the matter further.

He waved his hand, about to let it go, when Zhu Dazhuang, standing nearby, suddenly chimed in with his booming voice:

“What’s so different? Miss An is beautiful, but our Susu isn’t lacking either!”

Susu, still on the ground, perked up at that, lifting her chin proudly.

Gu Zhiyu replied seriously,

“Miss An is the one I love—of course she’s different from everyone else.”

As soon as he said this, Hou Jianming’s face darkened.

Even An Nan was startled by the sudden confession.

She froze for a moment before realizing: Gu Zhiyu was using her as a shield!

She couldn’t help but purse her lips in exasperation.

Well, they were allies, after all. She couldn’t just stand by and watch the drama unfold. Letting them get into a fight now would only mess up her own plans.

She glanced around, then broke the awkward silence.

“Susu, right? Get up—the floor’s dirty.”

With that, she stood up to help the woman off the ground.

Susu had wanted to play the damsel in distress a bit longer, hoping the boss would stand up for her, so she resisted An Nan’s hand.

But An Nan was surprisingly strong, hauling her up like a little chick.

Susu pouted unhappily, her tearful eyes darting toward the two bosses.

An Nan stepped forward, blocking her view, and cupped her fists respectfully:

“The boss truly has a heart of gold—no wonder you can lead the whole base.”

As she spoke, she shot Gu Zhiyu a look.

Gu Zhiyu pressed his lips together and said slowly, “The boss is so considerate toward women—compared to him, I’m ashamed.”

Hou Jianming’s expression finally improved a little.

“Miss An, Brother Gu, please, sit down and eat!”

He waved Susu over to sit beside him.

Eat?

An Nan glanced around at the lustful men, none of whom had their minds on the food—they all looked like they wanted to devour the women in their arms.

It wasn’t long before the banquet broke up, and the men, full of food and drink, hurried off to their villas with their beauties in tow.

An Nan and Gu Zhiyu slipped away with the crowd as well.

Once everyone had left, only Hou Jianming, Zhu Dazhuang, and the two women beside them remained in the courtyard.

Hou Jianming’s smile vanished instantly. He slapped Susu across the face.

“Useless! You couldn’t even seduce a man!”

Susu had been specially assigned to that kid Gu.

That guy was always sticking close to An Meili, and Hou Jianming was worried he’d get lucky, so he’d sent a beauty to wedge herself between them.

Who would’ve thought he’d just handed the guy a chance to make a public confession?

Furious, he swept the food off the table.

The two women nearby were so frightened they fell to their knees.

Zhu Dazhuang hurried to comfort him:

“Big bro, it’s just a woman—no need to get so worked up! I’ll just go grab her and send her to your bed, problem solved!”

He hadn’t expected the boss to care so much about An Meili.

Everyone in the base knew Susu was the boss’s favorite bed partner, and now she’d been handed over to Gu Youcai.

That bastard didn’t appreciate it, even knocked Susu to the ground in front of everyone, making the boss lose face.

Hou Jianming shook his head. “A woman like An Meili has to be won over with charm—force won’t work.”

She could snap a man’s neck with one move—he’d have to be crazy to try and take her by force.

“I want her to willingly stay by my side as my virtuous wife, not as some disposable plaything.”

Susu, still kneeling on the ground, shot a jealous glare.

Why did he use force on her, treating her like a toy, but go to such lengths for An Meili?

What did she lack compared to her?

Zhu Dazhuang asked, “Want me to take care of Gu Youcai?”

Hou Jianming thought for a moment. “Don’t. He’s as skilled as you—he took down several of my men without breaking a sweat.”

Zhu Dazhuang was no ordinary fighter. If he said Gu Youcai was tough, then he really was something.

Zhu Dazhuang sneered, “Big bro, no matter how tough he is, can he beat my gun?”

He patted the pistol hidden under his clothes at his waist."