The Chaebol Heir's Dangerous Invitation

On the first day Shen Xingruo set foot in the Gu family villa, the old butler gave her just one piece of advice: keep your distance from the young master. She didn’t understand at the time—until she saw the silver-haired man at the end of the corridor. He was leaning against the window, eyes glinting like shards of ice, a lazy curve tugging at the corner of his mouth, like some predator feigning sleep. Gu Hanchuan, sole heir to the Gu Group, rumored to be arrogant and perverse, someone who had never tasted rejection. Everyone told her to steer clear, but Shen Xingruo was never one to obediently toe the line. She came here strictly to earn money; as far as she was concerned, so-called danger was nothing more than a game played by rich heirs with too much time on their hands. What she didn’t know was that some prey, from the very start—