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

Su Jue was taken aback for a moment before subconsciously covering his mouth.


"Mr. Yu couldn't possibly hear me speaking, could he?"


Yao Qing lifted the lid of the lunchbox and glanced at him with downcast eyes, "Why don't you ask him?"


Yao Qing picked up the rice and set a few dishes on the table to one side.


As she ate, she glanced at Su Jue, "The food is good, where did you buy it? The dishes you ordered are all my favorites."


When the conversation turned to food, Su Jue seemed as if he suddenly found his confidence.


"Miss Yao... tsk, tsk, tsk, you really don't know, these dishes, you couldn't buy them even if you wanted to!"


Could it be some top chef's private custom-made dish?


Su Jue came over to her side with a hint of arrogance on his face, and pointed to a dish of sweet and sour spareribs.


"These, these, and those over there, they were all made by me!"


Chapter 389: Forcing Himself to Fall in Love with Her