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 index finger clutched the delicate, translucent stemmed glass, the smooth fingers almost seemed to glow under the light, dazzling to the eyes.


Yao Qing quietly took a sip of orange juice, and then the two words "Tang Family" suddenly made her remember something.


"Is it the Tang Family I'm thinking of?"


"Is there a second Tang Family in Yaocheng influential enough to invite me?"


It seemed she wasn't prepared, she hadn't even considered that he might return.


Almost instantly, an indescribable emotion enveloped her heart, her momentary relaxation and joy were swiftly devoured, replaced by a heavy, suffocating complexity.


She hadn't continued asking when Fo Zi'ang saw the change in her expression and promptly spoke up.


"What are you thinking about? It's not the daughter of the Tang Family you're imagining, but her younger sister's eighteenth birthday banquet."


Chapter 363: Yu Yanshen's engagement banquet has nothing to do with her.