Even with all that wealth, she remembered that on the Yaocheng Rich List, he ranked first, with the next two names combined not even equalling half of his fortune.
"Give me your cell phone number, and I'll have my secretary contact you," Yu Yanshen said lightly after Yao Qing had been silent for a while.
Yao Qing frowned slightly, gazing at the man's handsome profile. She thought for a few seconds and then recited her cell phone number.
Yu Yanshen memorized it effortlessly, seemingly casually asking, "I remember your number wasn't this one before, why did you change it?"
Yao Qing inhaled the remaining smoke between her fingers.
She scoffed silently in her heart.
Because I wanted to disconnect from you and from Yaocheng, what else could it be?
However, her face betrayed nothing, her smile quiet and fleeting, blossoming suddenly on her usually calm face like an ephemeral epiphyllum.