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

Compared to Mu Nuan's silence, Yu Yanshen was much more direct.


"What was the diagnosis you gave me a few years ago?"


In the field of psychology, Mu Nuan could be considered a leading figure in Yaocheng, and coming from a distinguished family, those who sought her out were wealthy individuals.


She had met this man three years before—even having seen countless wealthy people, she hadn't expected it to be him. She was surprised then, and she was surprised now.


She hadn't thought this man would have psychological issues, let alone that his inquiry wouldn't be about how to improve those issues, but rather—


"I have had insomnia for sixty-three days straight, and every night I dreamed of a woman. Recently, I haven't dreamed of her, but I am beginning to forget what she looks like. How can I continue to dream of her?"


Her thoughts slowly retraced the man's figure from a few years ago to the present, and he seemed even more enigmatic now.


Chapter 353: I'm sorry, President Yu, you do not have the ability to love