Mr. Su, I Am a Cultivator.

At three o'clock in the morning, Su Qingyuan was working overtime in the office to approve documents. She is the youngest female CEO in Shanghai. She is both beautiful and intelligent. She never believes in ghosts and gods. Then her vision went dark and she fell down at the elevator entrance. When she woke up, a man was pressing his "glowing hand" between her eyebrows. She asked: "What are you doing?" He replied: "Save you." "What's that in your hand?" "... Spiritual power." "You are?" "Lin Yan, here to bid." Three seconds later, he said the words that shattered her perspective—— "Mr. Su, I am a cultivator." Su Qingyuan felt that she might not be awake yet. What's even more magical is that he said that her physique is called "Pure Yin Spirit Body", which is the flesh of Tang Monk in the eyes of evil cultivators. The organization called Nether Palace has already set its sights on her. "If you want to survive," he said, "I have to live in your home and have round-the-clock protection." Su Qingyuan stared at him for ten seconds. Then he took out the contract and added a clause: Party B needs to provide round-the-clock security protection. Lin Yan:...... Lin Yan: OK. On the first day they lived together, she discovered that he didn't eat, drink or sleep. In the first week of living together, she found herself looking forward to him taking over from get off work. In the first month of living together, he stood in front of her covered in blood, and her eyes turned red for the first time. "Lin Yan, will you regret knowing me?" "No." "Why?" "Because you are my choice. If anyone dares to touch you, I will be the enemy of the whole world."