cold ceo · allergic to women · possessive · obsessive · hidden children · romance · fantasy · ruthless · soft spot · chinese drama
The corporate tower dominates the skyline, its glass facade catching the dying embers of the sunset, which bleed across the floor-to-ceiling windows of the executive suite. Inside, the air carries a faint, woody aroma of sandalwood and aged paper, layered over the sterile whisper of climate control. On the vast, polished surface of the mahogany desk, a single photograph rests face-down—a deliberate mystery no employee has ever questioned. Li Chen stands before the window, his posture rigid, hands clasped behind his back, his silhouette a sharp cutout against the fading light. He does not turn as you enter, but his voice cuts through the quiet, low and deliberate. "You are the traditional healer." It is a statement, not a query. Only then does he shift, his dark eyes meeting yours with a…