Under the pitch-black night sky, dense rain droplets fell, with the sound of thunder reverberating through the entire sky, streaked with cold silver flashes of light.

On a long and dark road, a young girl dressed in a white dress was running through the rain. Her long black hair had been drenched by the rain and was sticking together, dripping droplets of water.

"Ah..."

Suddenly, she stumbled over a stone underfoot. The girl fell hard to the ground, her slim legs scraped by rocks, drawing out thin streaks of blood.

Gritting her teeth, the girl propped herself up on weakened arms and wobbly stood up. The night sky silently flashed with lightning, illuminating her pale face – it was incredibly beautiful.

Her eyelashes were adorned with droplets of water. She harshly wiped her face with the back of her hand and staggered forward.

A black gate with intricate patterns gradually appeared in her line of sight. The girl hurriedly knocked on the heavy door, pleading in a hoarse voice, "Open the door, please open the door quickly."

"So late at night, what is it?" The black door slowly opened to reveal a woman dressed in a black suit, holding an umbrella, looking coldly at her.

"Please, I beg you, let me see Mr. Ou." The girl’s voice was desperate and tearful, very urgent.

"I'm sorry, our young master doesn't have time to see you. You should go back." The woman in black slightly squinted her eyes, a faint expression of disdain crossed her face.

The girl shook her head, "No, I must see Mr. Ou."

As her words fell, the girl quickly shoved past the woman in black and rushed in headlong.

The moment the luxurious door was opened, a flash of lightning seared the dark behind her. Ambiguous laughter from a man and a woman could be heard upstairs.

After a brief pause, the girl ran straight upstairs and opened a bathroom door. In the large pool, a man and a woman were tangled together intimately.

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't know she would barge in like this. I'll take her out now." The woman in black caught up, her voice cool as she promptly grabbed the girl by the arm, intending to drag her out.

"Yuan Li, you can leave now."

The man's voice was low, tinged with a mischievous and sombre undertone.

The woman dressed in black responded lightly and slowly exited the steam-filled bathhouse.

"You’re Mr. Ou?" The young brunette's eyes shimmered in the dim light, her pale face now flushed with warmth from the steam.

"Miss Man, it's quite late for a visit. May I know your purpose?" His voice was mesmerizingly low, and his slender fingers grazed gently across the beauty's face in his embrace, creating an ambiguous atmosphere.

"I..." Man Xue hesitated to speak, her eyes flickered, dodging his captivating gaze. The suggestive ambiance in the air was so overwhelming, it was almost suffocating.

Lifting the corners of his thin lips in mocking amusement, his narrow eyes assessed the girl before him, hinting at a hint of disappointment.

Who would have guessed that Miss Man, famous for her wealth and elegance, would be in such a disarray?

Her white dress was covered in grime and the dress’s lower hem had worn through from wear and tear. Her long, slender legs were scratched by pebbles, leaving lingering scars.

She didn't even have her shoes on.

The rain had made her black hair stick to her face, making her beauty even more striking. Her clear eyes, however, evoked a sense of familiarity in him.

Man Xue felt a bit repulsed by his intrusive gaze and she spoke up faintly, "Since Mr. Ou recognizes me, I presume, you must have guessed the reason for my visit."

"I'm not sure what you're referring to, Miss Man." His captivating voice trailed off as he emerged from the bath. In the dim light, the handsome contours of his face, the straight nose and smooth thin lips made him enticing, with his toned body adding to his allure.

His bronzed skin was still wet from the bath. He reached out and picked up a clean towel, aloofly drying his damp hair.

Every movement he made was full of grace. Man Xue had never seen a man so beautifully dangerous, an exquisite devil, radiating danger and enchanting allure.

If it were not for him personally causing the ruin of her family, she really wanted to take another look at him. However, at this moment, she has coldly averted her gaze, "Mr. Ou, I hope you can name a condition. As long as you can let go of my younger brother, I'm willing to do anything."

"Are you negotiating terms with me?" A cold voice tinged with mockery, he sneered, "Miss Man, I hope you can first weigh your own status. You are just the daughter of Man Yonghua's mistress, what qualifies you to negotiate terms with me here?"

The daughter of a mistress?

One sentence was enough to empty Man Xue's heart. She never imagined that no matter where she went, she could never escape from this reality.

The status of a mistress was forcibly imposed on her by her father. Her father was greedy for money, abandoned their mother, and lived with another rich woman.

Unable to bear such a reality, her mother committed suicide. She watched her mother die in front of her own eyes.

Unexpectedly, her father, after having nothing with another woman, came back to find them.

In order for her younger brother Man Hui to have better conditions, Man Xue reluctantly agreed. But who could foresee that after just a few days, their father's company suddenly went bankrupt.

And the man in front of her, though unseen before, yet she had heard about him in school. The president of the Ou Corporation, shinely bright in the business world, and the devil in the underworld.

Moreover, he was her father's largest creditor.

"If you want to save your brother, then tell me, where exactly is your father?" The voice suddenly became cruel, Man Xue subconsciously looked up, meeting those cold, narrow eyes.

He casually wore a black robe, his slender fingers loosely tied around his waist. The robe hung loosely, revealing his chestnut-colored chest, tempting.

"I...I really don't know where he is. I...I beg you, please, let my brother go." Man Xue clenched her fists tight, her tone was so humble, yet her eyes were brightly stubborn.

"Miss Man, don't look so pitiful." Stepping forward, a wicked coldness spread across Ou Yanxiang's lips. His slender fingers brushed through his messy black hair, step by step he approached, from a high position he gazed at the black-haired girl, "I advise you, Miss Man, to obediently tell me, where exactly is that old fox?"

"I..." The hot temperature brushed across her face, Man Xue lifted her head to see his narrow, deep gaze, exuding a cold aura, "I really don't know, and besides, you kidnapping my brother, poses no threat at all to my father."

"Oh?" Young Master Ou's tone slightly elevated, walking straight to a single rocking chair, his movements lazy, embodying defiance. "If the old fox doesn't dare to show up, then I will detain all of you here."

"Yanxiang, are you really planning to keep this woman?" The voice was delicate and beautiful. The woman in the pool, dressed in a revealing bikini, slowly walked up with her captivating and cold eyes sweeping over Manxue with a snort.

Ou Yanxiang pursed his lips, not uttering a word. Instead, he just clapped his hands.

Then, two men walked in from outside, topless, their faces sleazy.

Manxue unconsciously backed off, casting a puzzled glance at the man sitting in the rocking chair, "President Ou, what is the meaning of this?"