In the commercial battlefield, for Leng Sihan, it had always merely been a transaction of money and corporeal interests, very few traces of sentiment involved. Normally, he'd just go with the flow, yet today he could hardly conceal his irritability.

Head throbbing, the clawing pain in his chest, the sense of floating in the air all made him yearn to leave right away.

Ancheng, who was standing by, raised an eyebrow as he saw his boss raising his right hand.

"Everyone, let's call it a day. The president has other business," once Ancheng finished speaking, Leng Sihan also stood up and headed out without any hesitation.

Leng Sihan wouldn't bother responding to the greetings and efforts to retain him from the people behind. He was always proud, sparing words like gold, not to mention he had the capacity to be so prideful.

A man only 28 years old, who brought a nearly bankrupt family company to its feet in three years to be today's business titan, taking over the real estate and electronics industry. His ventures into other industries were also significantly successful, no one dared belittle this man's commercial competence. Yet someone underestimated his ability in a certain aspect.

Once Leng Sihan's figure disappeared at the end of the corridor, a man who had been silent at the dinner table promptly took out his phone to send a text message.

Upon sitting in his car, Leng Sihan's headache became increasingly severe. From time to time, a burning sensation flashed through his body. If not for the headache suppressing the feeling of heat, and his formidable self-discipline, nothing would have been detected.

Suddenly thinking of the faint aroma in the hotel room's private area, coupled with how he started to feel unwell after drinking, his brow furrowed, and a chilling glint flickered through his eyes.

If they thought they could toy with him with these tricks, they were grossly underestimating him!

Ancheng drove swiftly, and soon they arrived at Leng Sihan's private villa. When he turned his head, he could clearly see his boss's restrained anger.

"Boss, I will investigate this matter thoroughly."

Leng Sihan's slender index finger massaged the temple and gave a cold grunt of acknowledgment.

Ancheng obediently kept his mouth shut. However, as soon as he turned his head, he froze in place. After a considerable pause, he hesitated to speak, "Mr. President... there seems to be a woman at the front door."

Leng Sihan abruptly widened his eyes, revealing a cold glare. Following Ancheng's words and looking through the car window, there was indeed a woman at the entrance of his villa.

Still a woman lying on the floor.

A hint of disgust crossed his mind, and he gave a cold laugh. These guys were resorting to extreme measures indeed. Ignoring his discomfit, he exited the car, with An Cheng following behind him, sneering at the woman.

The CEO had been in the capital for half a month now, and by estimate, about ten women had been sent to him through various means. However, none had a good end. These people simply didn’t know better, refusing to restrain themselves.

Cold Si Han had no inclination to deal with these women who were trying to get into his bed tonight. He felt his body heat intensifying, his head throbbing more painfully. But a casual utterance from An Cheng had him stopping his steps.

"Mr. President, it seems this woman has also been drugged!"

"Hmm?" Cold Si Han turned around, just in time to see the woman's face under the moonlight.

There was an inexplicable skip in his heartbeat, so quick, he couldn't catch onto it.

Her face was too plain, without a hint of makeup. The moonlight mixed with the light from the nearby villa bathing on her face, the fine fluff on it seemed to be adorned with a faint halo. She was wearing a simple house dress, yet somehow, even without makeup, her face moved Cold Si Han.

But he quickly came to senses, who knew if this was all just an act.

"Throw her out." Cold Si Han left the cold command and headed towards the villa. Damned, he needed a cold shower now!

Cold Si Han alighted from the vehicle and his tall figure hastily walked towards the villa.

Passing by the woman, Cold Si Han paused, a frown setting on his face. Her face flashing under the moonlight entered his mind out of place. The next moment, he once again inexplicably turned around to stand by that woman.

He looked down condescendingly at the woman at his feet, his well-defined eyebrows furrowing, disgust flashing in his eyes.

Su Ran only felt a surge of evil energy thrashing inside her. The cold from the ground and the scorching heat from inside her body were like two stark contrasts, torturing her. She bit hard on her lips to suppress the unbearable feeling.

"Hmm...so hot..."

Feeling somewhat uncomfortable, she squirmed in her petite body, her entire being was burning with fever, which made Su Ran unable to hold back a soft whimper. On her smooth and fair forehead, beads of sweat emerged due to her endurance.

Because of the drug effects, Su Ran's face turned blushingly red, her gaze wandering. Her originally innocent, wide-open eyes now held a different allure.

Cold Si Han crouched down, looking closely at her face, a thought passing his heart. Then gazing at her cherry-red thin lips, the fever that was suppressed by him previously, surged back again.

Tormented by the drugs to the point of losing her sanity, Su Ran could only perceive a man in front of her who could save her. In this moment, she doesn't even have the time to think, directly throwing herself into Cold Si Han's arms, her jade-like arms wrapped tightly around his neck, delivering her lips to him.

A hint of surprise flashed in his dark pupils, even Cold Si Han hadn't anticipated this woman to suddenly leap into his embrace. Although he thought to push her away forcefully, his body did not act accordingly.

This woman's kiss was quite amateurish, even devoid of a slight technique, but it mysteriously tasted sweet.

The woman in his embrace was just like water, tender and boneless. Her brows were tightly furrowed, her little face, as big as a palm's width, was unusually reddish.

Her body emanated a light fragrance, not resembling the perfumes of those women who strove to climb onto him. This kind of scent seemed natural, bringing calm at exactly the right moment.

He, Cold Si Han was not fond of love affairs, even more so, he had no good feelings for those women who strived to approach him because he loathed the ploys they used to approach him and was tired of their nondistinctive faces.

But strangely, he did not seem to loathe her, moreover, this woman was successful in arousing his desire.

Seemingly not satisfied with a simple kiss, Su Ran's petite, boneless hands began to turn restless. She, who had never been so intimate with a man... didn't know what to do, she only knew that she felt really bad at this moment.

Feeling her delicate hand, Cold Si Han inhaled sharply, his facial expression becoming grim. This woman almost made him lose control.

Looking at her face, then at her tempting cherry lips, before his brain could think, his body was already lifting her off the floor and heading towards the villa.

Somewhat surprised, An Cheng watched as his boss strode towards the villa. Their boss is going to...

Laying Su Ran on the bed, Cold Si Han realized that this woman had long lost her sanity due to the effect of the drug, only her hands restlessly scratching on his body.