I Slept with the Female CEO from the Start, Then Demanded Hush Money

After waking from a night of heavy drinking, Lin Zijian finds the hotel bed in disarray and his normally untouchable boss lying beside him.

"Two hundred thousand for your silence. Sign this, and I'll still drive you to work next week as usual." Lin Zijian hands her half a page torn from a notepad.

Shen Qiuhan clutches the bedsheet, her expression icy. "If a single word gets out, I'll make you regret it!"

But when thugs keep blocking the door and an arrogant young master sets a trap to take her down, everyone thinks this proud woman on the brink of bankruptcy is doomed.

Her driver, who earns a meager salary, leisurely stubs out his cigarette. With just a few words, he leaves every ruthless thug in the room sweating cold and begging on their knees.

Staring at this man shrouded in mystery, Shen Qiuhan clutches his sleeve, panic filling her eyes...