Su Wan, a descendant of a centuries-old incense family, was so poor that all he had left was his ancestral incense book and an old shop that was about to be taken away.
In order to pay off the debt, she reluctantly took out the last box of treasures at the bottom of the box - "Half a Day's Leisure", just in exchange for some emergency money.
Unexpectedly, this box of incense was bought at a sky-high price by Yan Chi, the surly and cold-blooded King of Hell who was feared by everyone in Beijing.
The next day, the whole city was locked down, and a team of bodyguards in black blocked Su Wan in an alley.
The leading man was as handsome as a god, but he was surrounded by inexorable violence and fatigue. His deep eyes locked her tightly: "Make a price and be my exclusive perfume maker."
Su Wan: "My fragrance will not be sold out."
The man pinched her chin and said in a hoarse voice: "What I bought was not incense, but my life."
Everyone in the capital knew that Yan Chi suffered from severe insomnia. He had not slept peacefully for three years and his temper became increasingly cruel.
Until Su Wan appeared.
Her incense can make him sleep peacefully.
From then on, the cold and aloof Su Wan became the only antidote to the paranoid boss.
Assistant A: "Ms. Su, this is the entire street that the boss bought for you. Where do you think the shop is located?"
Assistant B: "Ms. Su, this is a global limited edition of agarwood. The boss said it is for you to practice with."
Competitor: "A man who makes incense, why!"
Yan Chi protected Su Wan behind him, his scarlet eyes scanning the whole place: "Her fragrance can prolong my life. Anyone who dares to touch her is my enemy."
Su Wan was only after money at first, but later she discovered that this cold living king of hell would reveal a child-like dependence and vulnerability when he smelled her fragrance.
He didn't want to buy her incense, he wanted to grab the only driftwood that could save him.
