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 Qing hadn't had a good night's sleep in half a month.


Whether her ability to withstand pressure was strong or not, once something happened, she would start tossing and turning, finding it difficult to sleep day or night. But she wasn't too depressed, she still wanted to live. Hence, the internal conflict and immense pressure.


She had experienced this situation a few years ago. Back then, she traded drunkenness for sleep, which resulted in her body becoming extremely weak.


After fainting during work, she quit drinking, and it was during that time she had built up her tolerance to alcohol.


And now, she felt another addiction coming on.


Because the feeling of a good sleep was just too blissful, opening her eyes feeling as if every pore was screaming in comfort. Aside from the headache and fatigue following a hangover, those were trivial compared to a good night's sleep.


Chapter 366: Not engaged, we haven't reconciled yet, who am I to engage with.