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The Downfallen Heiress and Her CEO's Pursuit

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.

Second day of the second lunar month in the Qinghe period · 都市
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268 Chs

Chapter 157 "......That's really enough.

Perhaps it was the atmosphere, too ambiguous, that made it hard for one's mind to catch up. Or perhaps it was the pair of eyes before her, so captivating.

Yao Qing gazed up at him, entranced, and for a long moment, she didn't speak.

The angle at which she slightly tilted her head revealed a fair neck and the area below it, her deep brown eyes a hazy scene.

Yu Yanshen looked down at her, their proximity throwing her mind into disarray.

His gaze seemed to rest on her lips, growing deeper in color.

The directness of his stare made Yao Qing subconsciously bite her lip.

It was said that, apart from when a woman wore a white shirt, her most beautiful moment was when she coyly and restlessly bit her lip.

The former set a deep itch in one's bones, while the latter caused a man's protective instincts to surge forth in an instant.

It was just a subconscious action by Yao Qing, but it had Yu Yanshen's mind completely tensed up.

He was a man, a normal male.