The CEO Is So Coy, Charming, Competitive, and Possessive: He's Impossible to Appease!

[Reborn National Preceptor ✖ Ascetic Buddhist Disciple | Unhinged Seduction ✖ Contrasting, Sultry Charm]

Shen Qinglan, national preceptor of the Great Xia, was reborn and opened her eyes to find Pei Jiyuan, an ascetic Buddhist disciple from the capital’s elite circles, bound by a red thread of ghost marriage. His intended bride was an ugly, stinking water ghost.

She twirled the red thread and smiled. “Better me than some filthy thing!”

That night, she stripped the immaculate Buddhist disciple of his plain clothes and dyed him in passionate hues.

Outsiders saw him as aloof and chaste. Only Shen Qinglan knew that beneath his skin was a tenderness so soft it could be crushed, a charm soaked in seduction, an untamable wildness, and a heat that could burn when he lost control.

The next morning, Qinglan got up to run, but he clung to her, his body covered in hickey-like strawberry marks. The tips of his ears were so red they looked blood-soaked, and he glared at her furiously. “Shen Qinglan, I gave you my first time. You can’t just pull on your skirt and pretend you don’t know me!”

Qinglan held his chin and kissed him lightly. “Be good. You’re a fine tree, but what I want is an entire forest.”

Pei Jiyuan trembled with rage, his knuckles turning white.

From then on, Buddhist disciple Pei Jiyuan became the national preceptor’s personal attachment. Whenever she dared to keep a man in each arm, he turned into a cup of intensely fragrant green tea. She planted trees; he chopped them down.

In her forest, he was always the only tree.

“Shen Qinglan, all I want is to be with one person for my whole life. If you won’t agree, then pay up. We’ve spent every night together, so those don’t count. But my first night costs 25 billion.”

Qinglan’s eyes widened. “...What?”