274: Chapter 270: Eve 274: Chapter 270: Eve ‘Creak…’ With a soft sound.
Ono Sari slowly opened the guest room door, holding the handle.
As expected, the person standing outside was undoubtedly Jiang Zhendong.
Perhaps to display his aristocratic elegance, he had specially worn a white suit and combed his hair back for tonight.
“Swords complement heroes, flowers for beauties, lovely lady, this bouquet of flowers was specially selected from several flower shops for you!” he declared.
Having studied in the USA for a year or two, Jiang Zhendong had finally learned this Western aristocratic etiquette, which he promptly showcased on the spot.
There is a bird called the peacock which, during the mating season, spreads its feathers to show off its most beautiful parts when it sees a female.
The first day he met Ono Sari, Jiang Zhendong was indeed frightened by the tactics she deployed.
But as the two of them truly reached an agreement and began trying to collaborate, some other ideas started to form in his mind.
Whether it was women for sake of money or the cultured ladies of Capital City, Jiang Zhendong had slept with many.
However, he had never had close contact with a female Onmyoji from Japan.
In his view, to conquer Ono Sari would indeed be a very fulfilling accomplishment.
Especially after he had spent most of the evening watching Japanese films at home.
He felt even more likely that these thoughts of his could indeed become reality.
In terms of appearance, Ono Sari was certainly not lacking.
As for her somewhat cool temperament, that was not an issue at all.
From Jiang Zhendong’s experience, the colder a woman seemed, the fiercer she would be once that boundary was crossed.
With his special skills in certain areas and his ample experience…
It would take just one day, and Jiang Zhendong was at least eighty percent confident that he could conquer both the body and heart of Ono Sari!
Murakami Taro, that guy, wanted to calculate against him and use him, right?
As long as he brought glory to his country this time, he would let Murakami Taro fully experience what meant by “stealing a chicken only to lose the rice used to lure it!”
Thinking this, the smile on Jiang Zhendong’s face, holding the flowers, seemed even brighter.
“Offering me chrysanthemums…” Ono Sari was noticeably stunned when she saw the bouquet in Jiang Zhendong’s hands.
“Yes!” He made a gentlemanly gesture and added, “I wanted to give you roses, but I worried you might refuse them.”
“Besides, I think roses represent passion, which doesn’t quite suit your temperament.”
“When I was studying in the USA, I read a book that said you Japanese like chrysanthemums and swords.”
“I really went through a lot of trouble to find these chrysanthemums in the middle of the night!”
With sincerity on his face, Jiang Zhendong flashed a smile that he considered very charming.
What kind of men are most likely to win over a woman’s heart and body?
In the story “Water Margin,” Wang Po said, ‘Pan, Donkey, Deng, Xiaoxian.’
An average man who embodies two of these traits can already say he won’t lack women in his life.
Yet, Jiang Zhendong felt he encompassed all five traits!
In front of Ono Sari, he had already put forth all his charm, and he was even ready to stop caring about how he looked.
He didn’t believe that with such efforts, he couldn’t make the seemingly icy Ono Sari’s heart start beating chaotically like a little deer!
“Come in…” Initially, her face was merely expressionless, but now Ono Sari’s face seemed even colder.
Seeing Jiang Zhendong in front of her, bewildered by her cold command and seeming unsure of what to do next.
She reached out, grabbed his hair, and dragged him into the room.
With a ‘bang,’ the door shut.
Yanked into the room forcefully by Ono Sari, Jiang Zhendong failed to maintain his balance and face-planted onto the floor.
“Don’t think I don’t know that in Yanhuang Country, chrysanthemums are for the dead generally used to sweep the tombs!”
“Sending me these in the middle of the night, are you cursing me to die?”
Standing on Jiang Zhendong’s back, Ono Sari grabbed the chrysanthemum bouquet still in his hands and casually threw it into the nearby trash bin.
“Such a misunderstanding…” Jiang Zhendong was completely dumbfounded.
He had given Ono Sari chrysanthemums without anticipating this situation.
Just as he was about to explain something, as he fell flat on his face to the ground, the car phone that had also fallen beside him on the carpet suddenly rang.
“Answer the phone!” Retrieving the foot that was stepped on Jiang Zhendong’s back, Ono bent down, picked up the phone from the ground, glanced at it, and handed it over to Jiang Zhendong.
“What?
What did you say?
Who’s back?”
“Chen?
Which Chen?”
“Just wait a moment, the signal here is bad, I’ll go to the corridor outside…”
Using a car phone and encountering a poor signal meant that shouting was the only way to communicate.
Jiang Zhendong was clearly in such a situation.
He flipped over, got up from the floor, and after walking half a circle around the room and still hearing nothing but interrupted voices from the phone, he opened the door and walked out to the corridor outside his room.
Ono Sari didn’t stop him.
Seeing Jiang Zhendong leave the room and head to the corridor outside, she walked to the door and with a loud “bang,” closed the room door.
The little tricks Jiang Zhendong played were only enough to deceive inexperienced young girls.
At a glance, Ono Sari seemed to be under thirty.
But in reality, she was almost fifty, just two years shy.
However, as an Onmyoji, she led a life of purity and had no frivolous thoughts, only the spirits she worshipped in her heart.
That’s why she appeared ageless, not showing signs of aging.
Jiang Zhendong’s lecherous intentions were instantly seen through by Ono Sari.
Four or five minutes passed, and as Ono Sari settled down, ready to enter cultivation again, the doorbell to her room suddenly rang again.
Her expression darkened, and she stiffly opened the room door.
Jiang Zhendong’s face once again appeared before her.
“Miss Ono, don’t misconstrue, I really have something important to discuss with you!”
Seeing Ono Sari’s fierce look, fixing her gaze on him as if ready to devour him, Jiang Zhendong hurriedly explained.
“What is it?
Speak!” Ono asked directly, her face somber.
“It’s like this, I just received news about Chen Hai, the person you are after.
I have located his exact position.”
“At West Mountain, his villa’s location, I’ve provided you with the details before, you should know the place.”
“He has just returned there…”
Jiang Zhendong quickly added.
These past few days, he had been searching for Chen Hai’s whereabouts.
With his connections in Capital City, both Chen Hai’s West Mountain Villa and the Siheyuan being reconstructed in Liuhua Alley were thoroughly investigated by him.
At the entrance of Capital Political and Legal University, he had people positioned, and near West Mountain Villa, he similarly had people stationed nearby on watch.
“The villa at West Mountain?
Okay, got it!”
“Your men can withdraw now!”
“Tonight will be Chen Hai’s end.
Now, I will pay him a visit.”
“To avoid implicating you, after I take care of him, there’s no need to find me, nor will you be able to.
I will directly return to Japan.”
Ono nodded and promised.
In Capital City, she had no desire to stay for longer than necessary.
Getting things resolved quickly and returning to Great Snow Mountain in Hokkaido for peaceful cultivation was the most delightful thing for her.
With not much luggage, just an ordinary backpack, Ono Sari gathered her belongings.
After ensuring nothing of hers was left inside the hotel room.
She gave Jiang Zhendong a cold nod then headed straight out of the room.