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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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Chapter 85 Who Bullied You?

Having witnessed her entire performance of dropping golden beans, Yao Qing fell into deep thought, feeling that her own acting might be surpassed by her.

When she cried, it took her a moment to build up to it; she wasn't as quick to change her face as the other.

Yu Yanshen's entrance was far more grandiose than hers and An Ru's, the two lead actresses. All the reporters flocked to the entrance just to capture a close-up of Yanshen, even if it was just a shot of his hands.

From a distance, she watched the entrance become completely blocked.

Wearing high heels was indeed tiring, and Yao Qing stretched out a hand to summon Director Wang, who was standing idly in the distance.

"Director, I'd like to go sit over there."

Whether Director Wang heard her or not, he scurried over with a stool and placed it behind her thighs.

After a few seconds of silence, Yao Qing lowered her head and sat down.