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

Yao Qing opened her eyes and gazed at the man who used to be mysterious and distant.


"You got to know all this just by having a meal?"


Yu Yanshen, upon hearing her words, fell into a brief silence, and he did not speak again.


Yao Qing wondered if this restaurant had some sort of connection to him... like having saved him, or maybe, could that landlady be his...


"Put away your messy thoughts," his voice was cold as he scolded her, seeing right through the nakedness of her gaze and the mess of thoughts she harbored.


Yao Qing snorted but didn't say anything more.


Steaming dishes were served; the color of the food was light, but the aroma was tantalizing.


Yao Qing stared at the plates of food, the strange feeling inside of her growing stronger.


After hesitating for a few seconds, she asked straightforwardly, "Did you intentionally order all my favorite dishes?"


She was using him, yet he was still so good to her?


Chapter 88 She Made Me Who I Am Now.