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

Yu Yanshen always liked to buy apartments on high floors, and this one was on the twenty-eighth floor.


It was not far from the set, and from a distance, one could see many palace rooftiles.


His home, too, had to have a large floor-to-ceiling window that allowed him to look down and see everything below clearly from on high.


A soft, cream-colored sofa was placed in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a cigarette held casually between slender fingers. Amid the curling smoke, his posture was lax, giving the illusion of decadence. However, the look hidden in those eyes was so piercing and desolate that any sense of his seemingly nonchalant decadence dissipated upon meeting his gaze.


In its place was a deep-seated solitude and chill.


He fiddled with his phone and made a call.


Exhaling a stream of misty air from between his thin lips, "Su Jue, is it that hard for you to investigate Yao Qing's four years abroad?"


Chapter 94: Let the Feng Family's illegitimate child experience what it's like to be savagely beaten by society.