Second day of the second lunar month in the Qinghe period

Yao Qing was widely known within the circles of nobility as the epitome of beauty, wealth, and arrogance—a unique splendor that made her the unattainable dream of countless men in Yaocheng.
Yet, when her family went bankrupt, and her father was imprisoned, that dreamy figure fell from grace, becoming nothing but dust.
As everyone looked on with cold amusement at her plight, she disappeared quietly, with no one able to trace her whereabouts.
Just as she was on the verge of being forgotten, she reemerged quietly in the entertainment sector, like a rose at dawn, still dazzling and bright.
It was said she made a director kneel. It was said she toyed with the emotions of a leading actor. It was said she ruthlessly harmed her own sister.
And it was said... that she attempted to seduce the famous Mr. Yu of Yaocheng, only to be thrown out of the room in public—
In his company, Yu Yanshen looked at the news on his computer, silently lit a cigarette, and his eyes cold and indifferent, he dialed Yao Qing's number.
"Qingqing, I admit my mistake. Don't wander out of the room in the middle of the night again; I can't sleep without you."
In Yaocheng, Yu Yanshen was a man who kept at a distance from women, dangerous and mysterious, the unattainable dream of countless women. In his eyes, Yao Qing would always be the delicate young girl.

The Downfallen Heiress and Her CEO's Pursuit

"Don't be like that; for all you know, she might not be a celebrity, just a hotel room service they offer..."


A messy chorus of laughter filled the room, and that clean-cut reporter also had a hint of a smile in his eyes.


"Even if you don't tell us who you are, we'll soon find out. Of course, we won't just find out your identity, we'll dig up your ancestors too. For instance, whether your father was a thief, or your mother sold herself." As she spoke, there seemed to be a bit of cruelty in her tone, "So step aside nicely, we're here to photograph Director Wang, not some nobody who wouldn't draw attention even if stripped bare."


Her blatant mockery didn't anger Yao Qing, but the first half of her sentence caused Yao Qing's brows to furrow imperceptibly.


Her father was certainly not a thief, and even in his downfall, his name would still intimidate many.


Chapter 37 Fake News from President Yu.