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

Yu Yanshen's gaze was as obscure as the deep, his physical discomfort slowly fading away.


In its place, however, was an intense, prickling sensation at the heart.


Often times, such as when she was by his side, he didn't feel anything special.


But now, though they had been apart for only a few hours, he felt restless.


It was a kind of emotion within him that would boil whenever he thought about this woman being with someone else.


"Have you been very sleepy lately? Is it the medication, or something else?"


He suppressed the emotions leaping to his throat and spoke calmly.


Yao Qing sat down on a nearby stool, "I don't know, I am quite sleepy, is it bad to sleep more?"


Yu Yanshen pursed his lips and remained silent.


The more time he spent with Yao Qing, the less he could bear it.


That restless emotion, that unsettling feeling.


When his emotions reached a breaking point, Yu Yanshen suddenly stood up.


His expression was grave as he looked intently in Yao Qing's direction.


Chapter 379: Rest from Mourning Love, Turning Back from the Sea of Sorrow