My Perfect Female CEO
Chapter 200 - 197: Meticulously Crafted Test

Chapter 200: Chapter 197: Meticulously Crafted Test

Han Bihong’s current mood is incredibly complex; on one hand, she wants to know about her past, and on the other, she fears knowing.

No matter what, she is now an assassin with blood-stained hands, having done too many evil deeds for the Blood Rose.

If she learns about her childhood, she will realize she was an unfortunate child who helped the Blood Rose retrace its old steps, doing to others what was once done to her; thinking of this, she feels like a sinner and is particularly anxious.

"Don’t resist, accept reality calmly," Ye Fan saw through Han Bihong’s mindset and advised.

Han Bihong took a deep breath before replying in a low voice, "Can you really help me remember my childhood?"

"Yes," Ye Fan nodded.

"If death is inevitable, what is there to fear? I might as well let him treat me. If I can remember who I am, I would die contented. If I have no childhood, trying to extract useful information from me is a lost cause," Han Bihong understood everything.

She knew she wouldn’t have a good ending; even if she truly was Han Bihong with parents and relatives, all of this was still a luxury for her. She could never return to the past and could only face everything as she is now.

Han Bihong cooperated, sitting quietly as Ye Fan used the Divine Acupoint Method to stimulate her brain’s acupuncture points.

Zhang Lu watched from the side, unable to help, merely observing the situation.

Han Bihong’s body trembled, and her mouth twitched from the pain; the stimulation of acupuncture points was very painful. Even though her iron will enabled her to withstand the agony and not cry out, the physical reaction clearly showed how uncomfortable she was.

After five minutes, Ye Fan stopped his actions.

Han Bihong’s expression was vacant, her eyes lifeless, as if she were a walking corpse, numb and unfeeling.

She recalled what happened to her; the dusty memories buried with too much pain, remembering when she was taken away by villains as a child, her parents unable to find her again. No matter how scared she was, there was no familial love to rely on, no safe haven; she became a lonely orphan, becoming bloodthirsty in a cold-hearted training base.

Finally, Han Bihong remembered the past she most wanted to know yet feared discovering.

"How is it going? Seeing her reaction, it’s as if she’s lost her soul," Zhang Lu asked anxiously.

"If I’m not mistaken, she remembered her past. Imagine yourself as an innocent little girl turning into a bloodthirsty assassin, suddenly knowing what happened to you; what would your reaction be?" Ye Fan noticed from Han Bihong’s change in expression the loads of sorrow, empathizing with how complex her emotions must be now.

Zhang Lu said nothing, giving Han Bihong time to adjust.

"Revenge, I want revenge; I want the Blood Rose to pay dearly." Suddenly, Han Bihong struggled.

Because her hands and feet were tied, no matter how she struggled, she couldn’t escape the chains.

To bind someone like Han Bihong, one must use harsh methods; otherwise, she simply couldn’t be restrained.

"Revenge, what a joke; what do you have to take revenge with? Under Red Skull’s command, you were indeed one of the most efficient, but within the Blood Rose organization, do you have the strength for revenge?"

Ye Fan mercilessly struck at her; he was speaking the truth, not shooting blindly.

Zhang Lu forcefully admonished from the side, "What you can do now is fully cooperate with us, help us capture other members, and then bring Red Skull to justice. If you perform outstandingly, I may consider telling you where your family is and what your parents’ situation is now, maybe even let you visit them; otherwise, I won’t help you with anything."

Han Bihong gradually calmed down, her murderous intent restrained, her icy and bloodthirsty pupils becoming serene.

She understood Zhang Lu’s words; indeed, what qualifications did she have for revenge now? Not to mention not being a match for the colossal Blood Rose, even if there was a chance for revenge, it would be akin to a moth to a flame, ensuring one’s own destruction.

Could she risk her life to bring vengeance to the Blood Rose? Did she have this chance?

The answer was obvious; such an opportunity was impossible.

With the crimes she committed, dying a hundred times wouldn’t be excessive; how could Zhang Lu let her off?

Perform well, and the organization behind Zhang Lu could let her catch a distant glimpse of her family’s situation; this was already a boon.

"I want to ask, how will you deal with me? Rather than have me go to die, why not grant me the chance, let me risk everything against the Blood Rose; the Blood Rose is vast, but I know the training base we’re in, I want to destroy that place," Han Bihong pleaded, full of hope as she looked at Zhang Lu.

"Regarding this question, I have already asked the organization," Zhang Lu straightforwardly replied, "Letting you die without using your skills is a waste; the organization won’t take in people like you, but they can make an exception, allowing you to follow someone’s orders. If that person agrees and helps enhance your skills, perhaps when the time is right, you’ll have the chance for revenge."

The word "you" in Zhang Lu’s speech included other members.

In fact, once Zhang Lu captured Han Bihong, she knew that following this lead, all other members could be caught, possibly even Red Skull. She seriously asked the organization how they intended to handle it.

The organization’s answer was simple: all of them were put in someone else’s hands for training, sparing their lives.

Of course, the premise was that Han Bihong and others must operate under the organization’s scrutiny, not hiding their whereabouts.

"Not kill us? How is that possible?" Han Bihong was incredulous.

Given their sins, a good outcome was impossible; how could there be such good treatment, spared from death, and even given a chance for revenge?

"Who are we supposed to listen to? It shouldn’t be someone within the organization, right?" Han Bihong eagerly asked.

"It’s him," Zhang Lu pointed at Ye Fan; in truth, even she couldn’t understand the organization’s decision.

"Him?"

Han Bihong glanced at Ye Fan, eyes wide in amazement, struggling to comprehend who this mysterious man was to be valued so highly by the organization.

Ye Fan smiled wryly, a glimmer passing unnoticeably through his eyes; handing Han Bihong and others’ lives into his hands and letting him train them served to further confirm his identity.

"This is truly a painstaking arrangement," Ye Fan muttered silently.