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 couldn't help but tug at the corner of her lips, her pallid face wearing a flavorless and indifferent expression, looking distant and cool.


"It's not like I'm dead, you're really being dramatic," her voice was weak, sounding hollow, "Besides, President Yu... are you that worried?"


She didn't know when she had started to realize just how Yu Yanshen really felt about her.


When that knife had slipped from her grasp, she never even considered that he would worry about her.


She was just venting, just trying to use this self-harming behavior to elicit a sliver of pity from his heart, and to touch that root of inherent goodness.


Look, I'm already like this, can you let me go now?


I'm already like this, stop dragging me along.


An immense weight seemed to hang over Yu Yanshen's heart, he tried to explain something, to say something, but the words wouldn't come out when they reached his lips.


Chapter 374: Is it Really That Hard to Live a Relaxed Life?