"Oooh…"

Su Miaomiao's throat let out a soft, delicate gasp, her whole body burning with a terrifying heat, as if ten thousand ants were gnawing at her simultaneously, itchy and painful.

Under the influence of the drug, her reason tottered on the brink of collapse.

Her moon-white dress, torn from escaping, faintly revealed her slender legs and the scattered splotches of blood.

Shamefully alluring and fragrant.

The man sitting in the wheelchair opposite her, however, remained completely unmoved.

Black hair, ink-black eyes, a celestial grace.

His eyes and brows icy cold, devoid of any hint of lust.

In his left hand, he held a string of Black Agarwood Buddha Beads, slowly twisting it.

A Buddhist scripture lay opened on his lap, and Su Miaomiao could only make out one line.

"Form is emptiness, emptiness is form, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form. Feelings, thoughts, impulses, and consciousness are also like this."

The Agarwood Fragrance wafted dense and cloyingly sweet, combined with such a seductive face, it was the most potent catalyst for the current Su Miaomiao.

Her biological father, in order to facilitate cooperation, had drugged her himself and delivered her to her fiancé's uncle's bed.

Before the effects of the drug took hold, she had mustered all her strength to knock him out and jumped from the second floor of the villa.

The mountain villas were sparsely spaced and rarely frequented by passersby; there was no way she could make it down the mountain in her current state.

With them searching for her everywhere, out of sheer desperation, she had trespassed into this forbidden area, the Xie Family Manor.

It was said that the current holder of the Xie Family's power, Xie Yuan, was an existence that no one dared to speak of too much.

Even confined to a wheelchair, he exuded a chilling oppressiveness.

She hadn't expected that the terrifying king of hell from the legends would actually be so handsome.

Her reason completely shattered; Su Miaomiao sobbed.

The drug magnified her desires, and her courage escalated wildly; she climbed onto the man's lap.

"The Buddha said, only by feeding the demons with one's body can one attain fulfillment. To ferry others is to ferry oneself, and to ferry oneself is to ferry the heart."

Her slender fingers picked up the scripture and threw it behind her.

Her wet hair clung to the side of her face, her red lips mauled by her teeth, revealing a tempting blush.

Xie Yuan raised his left hand and pinched her chin.

His thin lips curved into a cold smirk.

"You have one minute to escape; otherwise…"

The cold Buddha Beads against her face made Su Miaomiao let out a kitten-like soft cry.

"Mmm…"

She slightly turned her head and kissed his fingertips.

Like a boneless snake, she slithered upward, seated on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck.

His body was icy cold, which could alleviate her burning heat.

But it wasn't enough; she wanted more.

Xie Yuan neither rejected nor reciprocated her; he merely continued to twirl the Buddha Beads in his hand.

Click-click-click…

Su Miaomiao, finding the sound of the turning Buddha Beads increasingly unbearable, tilted her head up to kiss his lips.

Xie Yuan slightly turned his head, leaving her kiss to land on the icy corner of his lips instead.

Click-click-click…

Growing frustrated, Su Miaomiao clumsily tore at his white silk shirt, which came apart easily in her hands.

Expecting a frail figure, she was startled to find his physique unexpectedly robust.

Well-defined muscles, the Adonis belt trailing down, creating tempting shadows.

She raised her hand to undo his belt but was restrained by Xie Yuan.

"Time's up."

His voice was still clear and frosty, devoid of any emotion.

Su Miaomiao choked, and bending down, she captured his Adam's apple with her mouth.

Her voice shattered into whimpers.

"Please, ferry me!"

The Buddha Beads stopped; desire bloomed.

Who could associate such a stunningly cold beauty with the hand that was causing chaos?

She gasped uncontrollably, collapsing helplessly into the man's embrace.

"Mmm…"

The heat on her body subsided somewhat, but the tickling sensation didn't fade away.

She felt as if she'd been dropped into a vat of boiling oil and then fished out into a fridge; the intense combination of heat and cold left her completely pliant.

Outside the Xie Family Manor at this moment, several figures skulked surreptitiously.

"Director Lu, we've searched everywhere; Miss Su should be inside here."

Lu Yuanqiao, covering the wound on his head, irritably kicked them away.

"I asked you to find the person, not to seek death. That man inside is not to be trifounded with; get the hell out of here…"