Supreme Hidden Dragon in the City-Chapter 422 An Lan’s Thoughts

An Lan held her head high, looking down at Chen Fan with arrogance, "I’m not short of suitors like you; I’ve seen all sorts of tricks and am not at all surprised, so don’t think that just buying me so many clothes will make me like you."

"However, seeing how you’re willing to spend so much money, I don’t mind giving you a chance."

"I came to Qingyang Town to have some fun, and I don’t like trouble. I’m missing someone to show me around and take me to play. You can follow me during my time on the island."

Chen Fan pondered for two seconds and stared at An Lan, asking, "Are you... not a bit too narcissistic?"

An Lan was slightly startled; narcissism was a word she had never heard from others before.

She wasn’t a narcissistic person; it was because there were too many sycophants around her that she had come to think such treatment was only natural.

"What do you mean?" An Lan asked.

Chen Fan said, "Firstly, I am not one of your suitors, and secondly, how did you figure that I wanted to hang out with you?"

An Lan’s face darkened, "Are you trying to play hard to get with me again?"

Chen Fan was completely speechless; he felt that he simply couldn’t communicate with this kind of person.

An Lan was indeed beautiful, and her figure was explosive and eye-catching. Even Su Qingyan would be slightly inferior to her in terms of figure, and her talents were truly breathtaking. But this woman was too immersed in her own world, always assuming everyone should revolve around her.

"I’ve never thought about playing any tricks with you. Think about it, aren’t you assuming too much?" Chen Fan said indifferently.

An Lan curled her lip, "Tch, don’t think I don’t know that you men say these things just to save face, not wanting to appear too eager."

Seeing how stubborn An Lan was, Chen Fan sized her up and then changed his tone, "What’s with the act, then? You obviously want to be close to a man, yet you put on this cold facade, pretending to be profound. Is it fun?"

A flash of surprise crossed the depths of An Lan’s eyes before she turned her head away, "Don’t be ridiculous, do I look like I’m lacking a man?"

Chen Fan smiled and said, "You are indeed beautiful, and that figure of yours makes it hard for anyone to take their eyes off you."

An Lan’s brows smoothed out, a hint of pride showing in her eyes as she proudly pushed out her chest.

But Chen Fan quickly changed the subject again, "However, you breathe heavily, and there’s immense sexual desire suppressed in your eyes. If I’m not mistaken, there are times each month when you find it particularly unbearable, right?"

An Lan frowned tightly again, panic flashing in her eyes, "You... you’re talking nonsense; I’m not that kind of woman."

Chen Fan ignored her and continued, "While you do have no shortage of men due to your looks, your pretense of coldness pushes everyone away, so no one gets to enter your world, let alone talk about love with you."

"If I’m not wrong, you’ve probably never had a serious boyfriend, have you?"

An Lan’s face darkened, and she didn’t speak, clearly annoyed by the accuracy of his words.

Chen Fan’s gaze again fell upon An Lan’s legs, which were like white pythons, now covered with stockings that had a small hole in them.

"Although you seem to understand men so well, even talking down to me from your high horse, in truth, you very much want a man to accompany you playing around Qingyang Town, isn’t that right?" Chen Fan said.

An Lan snorted coldly, "Don’t flatter yourself here, how could I possibly have such thoughts."

Chen Fan, smiling, said, "Then why didn’t you wear stockings when you were directing on the catwalk earlier, but put them on when you met me? And this pair has a little hole, so old that you didn’t even know it was damaged, right?"

"If I’m not mistaken, you must have realized that your arrogant attitude makes men keep their distance, so you decide to dress more seductively to catch their attention, am I right?"

An Lan was completely flustered, her delicate hands clenched into fists, she angrily said, "You... you’re spouting nonsense, vulgar, and sleazy!"

Chen Fan’s lips curled up, knowing An Lan was so infuriated because he had hit the nail on the head.

As a grandmaster of the Golden Core Realm, it would be pretty lame not to see through others’ intentions.

"Miss An, some people have a unique constitution, and indeed their needs can be more intense. It’s natural, and suppressing it excessively isn’t good, so I still suggest you find a boyfriend. If that’s not possible, I do know a bit of medical skill and can prescribe you some medicine to help you regulate it, if you need."

"That’s all I wanted to say, I’ll take my leave now."

With that, Chen Fan turned and left without a moment’s hesitation.

An Lan stomped her feet in fury, feeling a sudden urge to rush out and stop Chen Fan.

"This damned jerk, I... I can’t believe he’s made me so agitated, it’s infuriating!" she muttered to herself. Yet, she soon calmed down.

"This guy telling me I need a boyfriend is just dropping a hint, isn’t he? Suggesting to prescribe me medicine, what a sneaky move. I almost fell for his trick."

"If I’m not mistaken, he must think I’ll chase after him and stop him, which would mean he’s got me where he wants me. As long as I stay put, he’ll surely come back on his own in less than five minutes."

A cold smile crept across An Lan’s face as she felt she had seen through Chen Fan’s tactics. Excitement stirred within her—it had been a long time since she had met a worthy opponent.

She casually waited in her office, sure that Chen Fan would return shortly.

However, as five minutes passed, the doorway remained still and quiet.

Uncertainty began to creep into An Lan’s heart, "Could he really have left?"

With that thought, she walked outside, only to find that Chen Fan was indeed gone.

In the lobby, she just caught sight of Chen Fan and Su Qingyan walking out of the hotel together.

Su Qingyan was draped on Chen Fan’s arm, looking very intimate. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

An Lan was dumbfounded.

"He... he actually has a girlfriend, and he bought those clothes for her?"

An Lan felt a wave of disappointment wash over her—this was nothing like she had imagined.

After carefully observing Su Qingyan and realizing that the latter’s beauty was not less than her own, her displeasure grew.

"Jerk, if you have a girlfriend, why bother talking all that nonsense with me! You made me think you were interested in me!"

She had entirely forgotten that it was her insistence that Chen Fan was playing games that had goaded him into saying those things.

She watched Chen Fan’s retreating figure for a while, then her gaze hardened as if she had made a decision.

"Even though he has a girlfriend, those words he said to me... maybe he just wants to try something different. After all, I’ve got a much better figure than that woman. If that’s the case, then I’ll just turn the tables on him. First, I’ll find a way to capture his heart and make him break up with his girlfriend. Then, I’ll kick him to the curb. In the end, he’ll get nothing, and we’ll see if he still dares to talk to me like that, hmph!"