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

"So, you came back to the country just for money and fame?" Yanshen's eyes were deep, the outside world bathed in daylight, but his eyes held the vastness of the stars and night.


Her response echoed precisely with her departure four years ago when she had gone abroad with another man for money.


For money, she entered the entertainment industry.


Yao Qing thought it over for merely a few seconds, her tone nonchalant as she said, "You could understand it that way."


The man lit a cigarette, the lighter hissed as a flame leapt into being in his hand.


Amidst the curling smoke, his voice seemed less tangible, "If that's the case, you should know who in Yaocheng can give you the most fame and benefit."


Yao Qing quickly analyzed the deeper meaning behind Yanshen's words.


Sitting across from the smoke, she laughed lightly, "Is Mr. Yu referring to himself?"


"I won't deny it," Yanshen's voice was murky and indistinctly heavy.


Chapter 68 The Rich Man