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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.

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Chapter 158 "What are you looking at? Do you want to kiss me again?

So, she still remembered that she had to repay the money she had used of his.

When Yu Yanshen came out of the kitchen with a plate in hand, what he saw was Yao Qing lining up bright RMB bills on the table.

Bright red and eye-catching.

His eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, a hint of teasing flashing through them.

"What's this, prostitute money? Qingqing, if you want to do that kind of thing with me, I might reluctantly agree. There's no need for money, talking about it is too impersonal."

Yao Qing looked at him earnestly, "I played that game, so I need to give you whatever amount you spent."

Yu Yanshen indeed never thought that she would actually consider repaying that bit of money.

Should he say she was too sensible, understanding to keep financial matters clear with a man, or that she was too impersonal with him?

He placed the plate on the table and casually picked up the cellphone that was lying nearby.