Chapter Nineteen: Encountering a Beauty Again (Part 1)

  The door opened, and a nimble figure flashed in. This figure was very familiar to Zhang Fan. Of course, such a wonderful posture, even if he wanted to forget, he couldn't. More importantly, this woman was the one who had led him into this confusing situation. She was also the woman searching for clues about Professor Ouyang. There was just one thing that Zhang Fan didn't understand: why did she appear here? What connection did she have with this series of events? Where did she go when she disappeared? Why did she have an invitation from Countess Yekaterina, and why did she want to give it to him? Zhang Fan had a lot of questions for her. However, the mouse had delivered itself to the cat's doorstep, but the cat was in no hurry to take action.

  What is this mysterious woman doing here again? Zhang Fan was like a wild beast hiding in the dark, spying on his prey's movements, waiting for the final blow.

  The woman's figure was as soft as a memory, which could be seen from the way she quietly entered like a cat. She seemed to be very familiar with this room, easily finding the drawer on the table and rummaging through it. However, she didn't seem to find what she wanted, and let out a soft curse. The sound made Zhang Fan recall the moment they spent together in the mountain hut, and his body began to stir of its own accord.

  For such a reaction, Zhang Fan secretly cursed himself in his heart. At this time, he still had the mood to recall her enchanting voice and figure. The key was to find the lost clue from this woman who came out of nowhere without any effort. Instead of recalling how intoxicating and memorable that moment with her was.

  The woman did not notice that there was another person in the room, and after searching the entire room from top to bottom, it seemed that she had not found what she was looking for. She sat dejectedly on the sofa in the corner of the wall, holding her head and letting out a painful, bewildered sigh. This sigh reached Zhang Fan's ears, gently touching his heart, making him involuntarily feel a few points of love and pity. What was it that troubled this woman, who made people's hearts move and yearn for her, to become so distressed? Zhang Fan saw her like this and only wanted to go forward and lightly hold her in his arms, to dispel all her worries and sorrows.

  "What are you looking for?" Zhang Fan finally couldn't help but speak out. As he had expected, the woman jumped up like a startled bird when she heard his voice. A black shadow flew towards Zhang Fan at lightning speed, like a moving spirit in the dark room.

  Her quick movements, Zhang Fan secretly praised, didn't think she not only had a good figure, but also had equally good skills. However, although the woman's skills were quite good, in Zhang Fan's eyes, they were just slightly better than those of an ordinary person. Compared to those four robust men, she was just a little kitten with its claws and teeth bared. At this moment, the little kitten stretched out her long legs, her toes pointing directly at Zhang Fan's vital spot on his chest and abdomen. If she kicked him squarely with that speed and strength, it would likely make Zhang Fan feel a slight pain.

  However, Zhang Fan lightly dodged the woman's attack. He smiled lightly, thinking that a little cat was just a little cat after all. Just as Zhang Fan thought the woman's attack had failed, her leg approached him again from an unexpected angle.

  Lost count, Zhang Fan was shocked in his heart. It turned out that the kitten would also bite people. Hurriedly retreating backwards, Zhang Fan once again dodged the woman's attack. To be honest, this move was unexpected, but it wasn't like there were no other ways to resolve it. If he didn't dodge, he would have had to take action to subdue her. Regardless of whether they had shared a memorable past that made them yearn for more. Just looking at such a beautiful woman made it impossible to bear the thought of causing her even a little pain. Of course, this was somewhat unprofessional for his line of work. But he was doing what he wanted, so why bother with all that?

  The woman's face was hidden in the darkness, making it somewhat difficult for Zhang Fan to discern her features. However, with his night vision ability, he could still make out about five or six parts of her face. Her small and delicate facial features, large eyes that seemed to draw people in, and a finely outlined, plump, and inviting red lip all emerged in Zhang Fan's line of sight.

  They say that the beauty of a woman is most pronounced when she's shrouded in mystery, so wouldn't her beauty be even more captivating in this state of ambiguity? To Zhang Fan, it was a breathtaking sight. Their brief encounter last time left him with an aftertaste that was endless, and at the same time, made him start to look forward to meeting this mysterious yet enchanting woman again, which would be a truly delightful experience.

  This time's encounter was not as expected by Zhang Fan for a long time, but instead had several more gunpowder flavors.

  The girl watched as the successive attacks all failed, and then retreated far away, her whole body tightly wrapped up, just like a frightened little bird, ready to push open the window and fly out at any time.

  Of course, Zhang Fan would not let her leave his line of sight so easily this time. He took a step forward, closing in on the woman. The play had gone on long enough, it was time to reel in the net. The woman retreated backward with each step he took closer, looking like she was searching for an opportunity to escape at any moment. But under Zhang Fan's strong pressure, she seemed to have nowhere to escape or felt powerless to escape.

  "Who are you, after all?" Zhang Fan spoke up again, asking a question that had been on his mind for a long time.

  The woman still didn't respond to Zhang Fan's words, furrowing her brow as if trying to recall where she had seen him before. She seemed to be thinking about what to say to Zhang Fan, or whether there was anything she could say at all. Behind the woman, there was only a sofa that she had been sitting on earlier, with no way out. The woman, who had been backed into a corner by Zhang Fan's step-by-step approach, finally sat down, looking up at Zhang Fan as he walked closer and closer - close enough for her to see his reflection in her pupils.

  Zhang Fan came to her side. One hand tightly pinched her chin, trapping her against the back of the sofa. The other hand gently inserted itself into her hair through the hanging strands. This mysterious and seductive woman truly made Zhang Fan both love and hate her.

  "Why did you come here?" Zhang Fan spoke up again, this time he couldn't let her run away easily like last time. The series of mysteries that had been encountered in the past few days were all waiting for her to unravel one by one.