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 Qingzhen simply couldn't understand why he could still speak with such an attitude now.


She watched coldly as he held something in his hand, a trace of mockery spreading from the depths of her eyes.


"Fine then, go ahead and tattoo it, let's see if I can keep that ring rooted on my finger."


Yu Yanshen gazed at the woman before him, brimming with hostility. No matter how calm a person is, it's always hard to maintain composure in such situations.


He clenched the ring in his palm and then extended his hand to lift Yao Qing's.


"The ring was designed a long time ago, with your initials and mine engraved inside. It's one of a pair; mine is still being made. I wanted to surprise you, which is why I didn't tell you."


Leaning against the soft sofa, Yao Qing looked at him, "So what?"


"So love is that superficial and arbitrary."


Yu Yanshen's expression visibly froze, his lips gradually flattening.


Chapter 352 He Just Needs Her, Not Loves Her.