The Paranoid Female CEO Is Addicted to Me

Xu Xingche once thought that with offers from top manufacturers and excellent grades, he could support his adoptive mother's high medical expenses in this city. Until the Shen Group handed over a strange contract with an annual salary of one million but required 24-hour standby. He soberly refused with the spirit of a young man, firmly believing that he could win freedom with his hands. But then, the offer was withdrawn, the scholarship was frozen, and the supply of life-saving medicine was cut off across the city. When he was cut off from his life and stood in the rainy night in despair, the woman who was as cold as a god slowly lowered the window of the car. "Xing Che, I said, the wind and waves outside are too big. Come back, I am your only safe haven." Since then, he has entered a game with no end. He thought it was just a job to make ends meet, but he didn't know that in that quiet mansion hidden in the middle of the mountain, Shen Zhiyi had already laid out every inch of traps called "gifts" for him. He lost the freedom to close the door and cut off contact with the world. Under the all-pervasive sight and control, his life gradually became a carefully curated private collection. In the silence of the night, Shen Zhiyi stepped into his restricted area with bare feet, and the sound of his footsteps disappeared inaudibly into the thick carpet. She leaned over his ear, her breath was like orchid but cold to the bone: "Xing Che, the world outside is too noisy. Here, you only need to learn one thing - just look at me."