The Ultimate Seduction: Mr. Zhou, Your Heart Rate Is Through the Roof

Everyone in Jiangcheng’s social elite knew Zhou Jinyan, the head of the Zhou Group, as a cool, abstinent man with ruthless methods, an untouchable beauty best admired from afar.

Even when top socialites made the first move, he could see through their greed and schemes with a single glance, and his coldness was downright chilling.

Until one evening, a girl named Ning Qingwu stumbled into his arms.

She wore a rented designer gown, had dabbed on a calculated, man-trapping perfume, and looked up at him with red-rimmed eyes, delicately complaining that she was hurt.

Zhou Jinyan saw straight through her vanity and disguise. Gripping her chin, he sneered, “Miss Ning, your acting is terrible. Everything you’re wearing isn’t worth enough to cover the cost of the suit you wrinkled.”

Everyone waited to see this “gold digger” make a fool of herself.

But the next day, someone saw Mr. Zhou, a man usually obsessed with cleanliness, kneeling on the floor to put Ning Qingwu’s shoes on for her. His voice was hoarse, as if he were bewitched. “I won’t make you pay for the dress. How about you let me pay for it instead?”

Later, the contents of The Elite Socialite’s Hunting Handbook, which Ning Qingwu regarded as gospel, were accidentally exposed.

It was packed with detailed steps for winning over Zhou Jinyan. The final line read:

[The prey has fallen for me. I can discard him at any time.]

That night, Zhou Jinyan lost his mind.

He cornered her against the wall, eyes bloodshot, and bit her ear as he demanded, “Ning Qingwu, do you even have a heart?”

Ning Qingwu smiled, bright and cruel. “Mr. Zhou, it was just a transaction. If you want to talk feelings... that’ll cost extra.”

Later on,

people said Mr. Zhou nearly bought half of Jiangcheng just to win back his little darling who did nothing but spend his money...