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

She subconsciously picked up the money and stuffed it back into her backpack, pondering that this amount could probably buy an authentic one.


She had worn counterfeit skirts for a long time because she couldn't afford the real ones, and she had longed to flaunt an authentic skirt for just as long.


"Hold on." Yao Qing looked at her with a cold gaze, "Leave the money here. I'll take it to Uncle tomorrow."


Silently, she clenched her teeth harshly, "Sister, didn't you say you didn't want it? It's my dad's money, of course, I should give it to my dad..."


"No," Yao Qing said, looking at her with indifferent eyes, "give me the money."


It was highly likely that Yang Mengya would spend the money if she kept it. Yao Qing saw right through these young girls' thoughts.


Her gaze didn't carry much malice; it was tranquil and serene, like still water.


Chapter 58: Burn All Those Who Bully Her.