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

If no one brought it up, it might have been fine, but as soon as Secretary Su mentioned it, the man who had been resting with closed eyes suddenly opened them.


Those pitch-black eyes seemed even colder than the bitter winter outside the car, an invisible pressure abruptly expanding.


Secretary Su, holding the steering wheel, trembled, "Not... not signed?"


"She said that would spoil her to death," Yu Yanshen's voice was deep and gloomy. His gaze fell on some point outside the car window, making his entire demeanor seem somewhat off.


Secretary Su looked at him, feeling his mood was very low.


And was that—an indescribable loneliness?


The word 'loneliness' applied to this man, whom everyone envied, didn't seem out of place.


Having followed President Yu for so many years, Secretary Su knew well that he wasn't as glamorous as others perceived him to be.


Chapter 73