The Icy CEO Only Loves His Sweetheart

“Take this black card. There's no spending limit, so use it however you like. From now on, keep me company, hmm?” Situ Li had no experience pursuing women. All he knew was how to give them money. Zhao Zichu gave him a scornful smile and struggled with all her might to break free of his embrace. She fished 500 yuan in cash out of her purse. “The male escorts at those high-end clubs charge anywhere from 500 to 5,000 yuan a night. I'll charge you the top rate, 5,000 yuan. Here's 500 upfront. If I'm happy with how things go, I'll give you the remaining 4,500 afterward. Deal?” “How do you know what the guys at those clubs charge?” Situ Li's expression darkened as he glared at this woman who clearly had no idea who she was dealing with. “Don't worry about that. Just tell me if you're willing.” Zhao Zichu had no idea what those guys charged. She'd just made it up on the spot. Anyone could use money to insult someone. Situ Li: “Fine.” Situ Li had once fought his way through a gang of enemies alone. In the underworld, people trembled at the very mention of the Grim Reaper. This untouchable, high-and-mighty CEO had one infamous quirk: he was indifferent to sex. Any woman who tried to climb into his bed was thrown out. Until that night five years ago, when he met the one woman who could cure his strange affliction. From then on, the CEO loved both his empire and his beauty.