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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 · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
265 Chs

Chapter 113

Yu Yanshen had no patience for conversation with this inscrutable girl before him, yet he was drawn to the diary she produced from her bag.

He had never seen Yao Qing's diary before, and he did not know if it was authentic.

Still, he hesitated.

"If you don't believe me, you can open it and see for yourself. This is definitely my sister's handwriting. If I'm lying, may I be struck by a car the moment I step outside."

Yu Yanshen's cold gaze swept over her like a blade, "If you lie to me, there's no need to step outside. I'll do it."

Yang Mengya hurriedly shook her head.

Yu Yanshen took the diary with its pink cover that she handed over; it seemed very old, with its pages and cover slightly yellowed.

He briefly flipped through it, his eyes catching the name Yao Qing written on the inside cover, and it seemed as if his dark pupils minutely shrank.