Yun Miaomiao, the sword master of the Xuantian Sect who had lived for three thousand years, was struck crooked by a nine-sky purple thunder when he ascended to transcend the tribulation. When he opened his eyes, he came to a modern city with thin spiritual energy. He lost all his cultivation and was extremely poor.
In order to accumulate enough spiritual energy to rebuild her cultivation and return home, she set her sights on the business emperor Fu Yesen, who was poisoned by cold poison and exuded pure yin energy.
When they first met, she slapped his speeding million-dollar car to a stop and said expressionlessly: "You evil beast, where are you running from?"
Fu Yeshen: "... Throw this crazy woman out."
Goodbye, she broke into his office and pointed at him: "You are sick. You are terminally ill and there is no medicine or stone to cure you. I am the only one who can save you. The consultation fee is a piece of high-grade spiritual stone, or gold and jade of equivalent value."
Fu - Materialist - Ye Chen: "Security!"
Later, when Fu Yeshen's cold poison broke out again and he was in pain, Yun Miaomiao only used a few golden needles to make him feel like a spring breeze.
Fu Yeshen began to waver: "Who are you?"
Yun Miaomiao (with a cold face): "A creditor you can't afford to hire."
Later, the entire upper class discovered that the ruthless and unfeminine President Fu had a beauty in ancient costume beside him. The beauty has an eccentric temper and hobbies in strange things, but he is his favorite.
Someone ridiculed Yun Miaomiao for being a good-looking loser. The next day, that person's company's stock price fell to the limit.
Someone tried to do something bad to Fu Yesen. The next day, the man was found hanging on the flagpole in front of his company with a bruised nose and face.
Fu Yesen held her in his arms and said in a low voice, "Miaomiao, what do you want?"
Yun Miaomiao counted carefully with her fingers: "If you want all the cold energy in your body, you will need a lot of it."
