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

Yanshen's company, KR Group, sat in the very heart of the city's business district, its towering structure reaching into the clouds, making the tallest and most majestic building visible from afar.


Yao Qing felt as if she were in a different world.


It was as if that young, naive boy was still whispering by her ear, telling her she'd always be his dearest little girl.


But in reality, she had no connection to him whatsoever. He was President Yu, that icy and untouchable man.


Yao Qing stood at the entrance of KR Group, surprisingly calm and composed, walking in expressionless.


"Hello, how may I assist you?" The receptionist smiled warmly, her eyes, however, discreetly sizing up Yao Qing.


Yao Qing fiddled with her hair by her ear. "I'm looking for your President Yu."


The receptionist's expression didn't change. "Do you have an appointment?"


Chapter 63: Coming to the Company