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Chapter 185 Sister Ba, this bodyguard is a bit cold!

She had spent a great deal of time, energy, and money trying to get information about any psychic clubs, but in the past year, there had been no clues.

She felt extremely sad, and it seemed that nothing could heal the pain in her heart.

Therefore, she could only devote all her attention to her career, because this final payment became the only remaining connection between her and Zhi Nian.

After get off work, Feng Yasong checked the credit bureau as usual, hoping to find more news about the Spiritual Power Club.

However, the fax machine was empty and no information came.

This means that she will spend this night in sleeplessness again, silently missing Zhi Nian.

Feng Yasong buried his face in his hands, his face full of fatigue.

At this moment, the housekeeper knocked gently on the door of the room, holding an invitation and said to her: "Miss, there is a charity sale at 7 o'clock tonight. Are you willing to attend?"

Charity sale?

Feng Yasong raised his head and sighed softly: "Then let's go and take a look."

Perhaps there, she could find some solace or new clues.

With a glimmer of hope and helplessness, she decided to go to the charity sale to see if there would be any unexpected gains.

Being busy would prevent her from having time to recall the past events that made her feel miserable.

The butler silently left the room. He could more or less guess why Feng Yasong looked so haggard, but he also didn't know where to go to find the beautiful and cool Zhi Nian.

Feng Yasong was wearing a black evening gown. The clothes she wore now were all Zhi Nian's favorite colors in the past.

The driver had already been waiting in the garage. Feng Yasong waved to the driver and said, "I'll drive myself."

The driver respectfully stepped aside, Feng Yasong got in the car, drove out of Feng's house, and sped towards the highway.

Along the way, the irrepressible longing surged into Feng Yasong's heart like a tide, causing him to recall every moment he had spent with Zhi Nian.

Her cold and proud, beautiful and moving temperament, the amazing coldness and sharpness, and the charming curves in her arms...

A whole year has passed, and not only can she not forget her coldness and passion, but they have become more vivid in her heart.

Nian'er, where are you?

Where is the mysterious spiritual power club?

Feng Yasong tried her best to find any information related to Zhi Nian, because this was the only glimmer of hope in her life.

However, where is the place where hope can be bought?

She drove the car absentmindedly onto the road leading to the bazaar.

The scenery around her seemed to have changed a little, but she was completely unaware of the details and was immersed in deep sorrow.

It was not until the end of the road that was supposed to be straight and smooth that a beautiful European-style building suddenly appeared. Feng Yasong slowed down in surprise and stopped in front of the luxurious door with two dim lights flashing.

“When was a house like this built here?”

Feng Yasong murmured to himself in confusion, did he take the wrong road?

She looked at her watch and found that she was a little late and the charity sale might have already started.

So Feng Yasong didn't think any more about it, put his hands on the steering wheel again, and prepared to drive away from this place.

But just as she turned the steering wheel, a child suddenly appeared in front of the car. She was startled, stepped on the brakes, opened the door and got out of the car.

The shadow was erratic, but vaguely resembled Bubu. The pale little face, like a ghost, revealed a strange smile.

"Bubu?"

Feng Yasong blinked and couldn't help wondering: Is it really my eyes that are blurring my eyes? I just saw that child's figure becoming more and more transparent!

She didn't say anything, but turned around silently, and her figure instantly disappeared into the gate of the building.

It all happened so quickly that Feng Yasong stood there in a daze for a long time before he came to his senses.

Could it be that she was leading the way for me?

Feng Yasong thought as he walked into the yard.

In the courtyard, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants compete with each other in beauty, and even in the dark night, they still emit bursts of elegant fragrance.

Feng Yasong walked slowly along the bluestone brick path until he reached the house.

At this moment, her heart was full of doubts and hesitation. Should she enter this strange place without permission?

At this moment, something unexpected happened:

The door opened automatically, and a rich aroma filled the air, a mixture of mellow wine and rich coffee.

Then, a woman wearing round glasses and with an elegant temperament appeared in front of him.

Her voice was low and soft, as if it could soothe people's hearts: "Welcome to the Spiritual Power Club."

Hearing this, Feng Yasong was completely dumbfounded.

what?

Is this actually the legendary spiritual power club?

She opened her eyes wide, looking at everything in front of her in disbelief.

I originally thought that the so-called "Spiritual Power Club" was just an illusory existence, but now it seems that it is not the case...

Is she dreaming?

Seeing Feng Yasong standing in front of the door, the butler walked up to her with a smile and said, "Come in!"

"Is this... the Spiritual Power Club?" Feng Yasong's voice trembled a little with surprise.

"Yes." The butler nodded.

“Really… is it true?”

The mysterious place that Feng Yasong had been searching for for a whole year suddenly appeared before her without any warning. How could she not feel surprised and uncertain?

"I didn't expect this. We know you have been looking for this place for a long time. Come in and have a seat!" The butler personally led her in.

The entire space adopts typical British decoration style, with brown as the main color tone, creating a warm and comfortable atmosphere that is both elegant and natural.

Feng Yasong was in a trance and fell down on the sofa involuntarily.

At this time, a woman dressed in women's clothing walked up to her and gently placed a glass of wine on the glass table.

It took Feng Yasong a long time to come back to his senses from his dazed state.

"Where's Zhi Nian? She's a member of your club, right? Is she still alive?"

Feng Yasong suddenly stood up, grabbed the steward's sleeve tightly, and asked excitedly.

"Please calm down, Miss Feng." The steward remained as calm and gentle as ever.

"You actually know me?" Feng Yasong took a step back, his heart full of doubts.

Because everything that has happened so far seems so extraordinary.

"Of course, we will remember every customer. What's more, you owe our club a sum of money." The butler replied.