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

The man's eyes deeply observed the petite figure slumped over the table.


"Yao Qing," he leaned down beside her ear and called softly, the close proximity allowing him to clearly see her curled eyelashes, as well as her delicate skin, almost as white as a wall.


Yao Qingzhen was indeed very pale, pale like porcelain.


Yu Yanshen's call did not wake Yao Qing; she was sleeping deeply.


She must have been really tired because there were dark circles under her eyes.


The man stroked the clothing in his hands, pondered for a moment, then casually tossed the clothes onto a chair nearby.


He then carefully slid his arms under her knees, lifting her in a princess carry.


There was a small dressing area behind this room.


He thought... there wasn't a part of Yao Qing he hadn't seen.


To change her into a set of clothes, there shouldn't be anything... wrong with that.


Chapter 92: She is Called Knife Girl.