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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 196: How can love, which may disappear at any time, ever be considered eternal?

Yao Qing thought, perhaps Yu Yanshen wanted to use the language of this flower to tell her.

Everything has two sides, his intentions weren't bad?

And another meaning of the flower—lovers who have seen it always end their love with death.

It seemed like a tragedy, but in fact, from another perspective, it also highlighted eternal love.

After all, everyone dies, and to end this love with death is to prove that the love lasted until the end of life.

Yu Yanshen, oh Yu Yanshen...

So far, his feelings for her were just of liking, of interest.

How could love that might disappear at any time be called eternal?

Even giving a flower had so many deep meanings.

Yao Qing arranged it and put it in a vase; with just a casual trim, it became a beautiful scene on its own.

After all, flower arranging was a mandatory course for ladies of status that she had taken for six or seven years.

She tidied up her home a bit and then, donning sunglasses, she went out.