twojebook Chapter 1621 - 1603
Chapter 1621 - 1603
The body seemed to fall into a bottomless pit, constantly sinking downwards. Han Wanwan’s hands groped around, trying to grab hold of something. Suddenly, the instinct for survival made her subconsciously tighten her grip.
"Hmm!" A muffled sound came from beside her, mixed with a bit of pain.
Then, a voice, cold to the bone, shouted angrily, "Han Wanwan! If you keep pretending to be dead, I’ll send you to the Asylum!"
"Ah!"
Han Wanwan’s body finally landed firmly. She slowly opened her eyes, and what met her gaze was an unfamiliar whiteness. Her black and white pupils swirled around; the intuition a gold medal agent should have told her there was danger!
She instinctively raised her hand and once again grabbed the man’s vulnerable spot. Her bright eyes flashed with a sharp gleam, "Who are you!!"
Instantly, Han Wanwan sensed that something was amiss around her. The atmosphere was strange, especially the man in front of her, whose face was full of gloom, extremely somber. Her intuition told her this man was dangerous.
In a daze, Han Wanwan’s gaze sluggishly moved down, landing on her hand.
Duang! Like a bolt of lightning suddenly crashing over her head.
Waking up only to behave like a rogue?! Black Spade K, can you be any more shameless!
Eh?
Wait!
Wasn’t she already dead?
Thinking of something, Han Wanwan sat up abruptly, carefully scrutinizing the surroundings. At the hospital room door, two soldiers in dark green uniforms stood guard. Judging by the style of their clothing, they weren’t from her country.
As her gaze shifted, it landed on the man whose face was iron-blue. His features were handsome and well-defined, his skin a deep shade of wheat possibly due to long exposure to the sun. With broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the dark green military uniform fit him as if tailor-made, looking exceedingly attractive.
This was the first time she had seen someone wearing a military uniform so dashingly.
His shoulders were bare of insignia, making it hard to deduce his rank, but she was sure this military uniform wasn’t from her country, meaning...
She had been reborn! Reborn in another country?
Thinking of the earlier embarrassment, Han Wanwan was much wiser now. She still didn’t know where she was, and without confirming that she’s in a safe environment, it’s better not to act rashly.
Silence.
The room descended into an eerie silence, with no one speaking first.
After a while, the door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a white coat walked in. From his collar, a glimpse of the army-green shirt revealed he was a military doctor.
"Chief." He walked respectfully to Chu Ge, cautiously saying, "Miss Han’s body is fine, just a few days of rest will do."
Miss Han was hit by a car, and the driver was seriously injured, hovering between life and death. Yet Miss Han was unharmed. Truly a stroke of luck amid misfortune. The military doctor couldn’t help but silently curse, amazed at Han Wanwan’s luck.
But Chu Ge didn’t see it that way. Han Wanwan, in trying to get close to him, had used every method possible, both appropriate and inappropriate! Whatever you could imagine, she could do! Now she even risked her life, deliberately getting hit by a car! She was becoming exceedingly bold!
He glared at Han Wanwan with an intense look that seemed to want to swallow her whole. Remembering how she looked when she first woke up, he suppressed his anger and asked the military doctor, "Is there a chance her brain was damaged from the car crash?"
"Huh?" The military doctor was taken aback, "All of Miss Han’s examination indicators are very normal, with only minor abrasions. She might experience dizziness, but with rest for a few days, she’ll be fine."
Han Wanwan had been silent all along. Hearing them speak now, a spark of inspiration flashed through her mind. That’s right! She could feign amnesia!
With that thought, Han Wanwan raised her gaze, her expressive eyes moist with vulnerability, "Who are you all? Where is this? Why am I here?"
A barrage of questions put forth, and Chu Ge’s expression grew increasingly unpleasant.
The chilling light in his eyes seemed to freeze the military doctor, "This is what you call ’nothing wrong’?"
The military doctor panicked at the sight and hurriedly conducted another comprehensive examination on Han Wanwan, ultimately concluding that Han Wanwan had amnesia.
The Deputy General handed the report done by the military doctor to Chu Ge, speaking with schadenfreude, "Chief, keeping Miss Han here is a big hassle. Now she’s lost her memory! We might find a way to make her abandon the idea of marrying you, have the President cancel the engagement..."
Before the Deputy General could finish, Chu Ge closed the report. On his handsome face, no emotion could be discerned, "Do you think breaking off the engagement is still possible now?"
The Deputy General thought about the imminent grand territorial award. Yes, their Chief was about to have his own territory soon. No mistakes could be made at such a critical juncture! Otherwise, the grand territorial award would not be able to proceed smoothly.
Reluctantly, the raging frustration in his heart was forcefully suppressed.
"Since she merely has amnesia, take her home and tell Mrs. Wu that without my orders, she’s not allowed to run around!" Chu Ge finished speaking and then swept out.
"...Yes!"
...
The villa is built halfway up the mountainside. On arrival, the driver said that the entire mountain is owned by the Zhan Family, and at the foot of the mountain is a military base, which is headquarters for Chu Ge’s unit.
Entering the door, she was immediately embraced by an elderly lady dressed simply, "My dear child, it’s good that you’re okay, it’s good that you’re okay! Don’t be foolish like that, being hit by a car won’t do! You’ll be turned into a meat pie if hit by a car!"
On the way back, Han Wanwan had already roughly understood why this body was hit by a car. Simply to get that ice chunk to come and see her, she actually risked her life getting hit by a car? Please! That’s a car! It’s made of metal! Not tofu!
Indeed, a woman’s IQ in love is negative!
From the moment she stepped inside, Han Wanwan hadn’t spoken. As an agent, she keenly noticed that the villa was full of traps.
What surprised her was that the mechanisms here were set very precisely and covertly; an average person wouldn’t discern them. If she hadn’t caught a flash of infrared when she first entered, she wouldn’t have examined them closely.
Mrs. Wu pulled me to the dining table, "I made fresh porridge, come taste it. I’ve added your favorite lily, haven’t you always loved my lily porridge? Eat up, eat a lot."
Upon hearing "lily," Han Wanwan felt her scalp tingle; she’s allergic to lilies.
Noticing Han Wanwan not moving, Mrs. Wu looked at her in puzzlement, asking worriedly, "Are you uncomfortable? I’ll call the doctor right away."