The Real and Fake Young Master: Resurrection, My Chaebol Sister

[Single female protagonist, 1V1, forced love, slightly yandere, female ghost-like female protagonist, special sense of slight horror, real and fake young master, the author's consistent writing style] Jiang Duan, who has never been in love, met the top succubus without even entering the novice village. After working overtime, he was overtired and was inexplicably pressed into bed by ghosts, who sucked in yang energy every night. What came first before fear was the scent of the woman, and then her soft touch. A cold voice whispered in his ear: "If I remember how I died, I will stop pestering you." At first Jiang Duan was stubborn: "Why should I help you?" Not helping? Then it will make him despair. Jiang Duan felt that his yang energy was almost gone... He gave in: "Let me help you." The woman smiled lightly. Still, it sounds pretty good. Jiang Duan coughed a few times, turned his thoughts back on track, and tried to understand her first: "What's your name?" She replied: "Shen Qinghuan." "What!" "Impossible, our president's name is Shen Qinghuan." Jiang Duan muttered: "It's just that she disappeared recently." Huh? In the process of helping the female ghost retrieve his memory, the female ghost no longer played with him, but he missed it a little... Tsk, it's fatal!