The room was sparse, containing only a bed, a wardrobe, a dresser, and a running computer. There was nothing else.
Just then, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a tall figure appeared. Long, beautiful black hair cascaded casually over her shoulders. Her face, lightly dusted with pink powder, was dominated by a pair of large, unforgettable eyes. They were like a clear spring, utterly captivating.
She wore a beige overcoat over a white, crew-neck knit sweater. Jeans hugged her long, slender legs, giving them a toned, powerful look. A pair of pristine white sneakers completed her radiant outfit.
"You're awake? You've got nine lives, huh? I can't believe you actually pulled through!"
Seeing Zhou Fan looking at her, the woman started, then her eyes lit up with pleasant surprise. She hurried to his side and asked with concern, "How are you feeling?"
"I'm okay. At least I'm still alive!" Zhou Fan managed a wry smile. "Did you save me? How should I address you?"
