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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 258

Thinking of this, Feng Ye's expression softened a bit.

He clenched his hand tighter.

"Qingqing."

Yao Qing raised an eyebrow at him and met Feng Ye's intense gaze.

She was stunned... Yao Qing was highly sensitive and an adult after all, and his nearly fully-expressive eyes made her feel uneasy.

The worst taboo in a friendship is when one person changes, and by then, that friendship is at its end.

She hesitated whether to stop him from continuing.

Outside, suddenly there was a loud crash.

It was as if something had collided with a tree, and the severe noise made both Yao Qing and Feng Ye look towards the door.

"Qingqing, listen to me, I—"

Yao Qing missed the depth in his eyes and the hand that reached out to grasp her arm as she turned and walked outside.

"Something seems to have happened outside, whatever you want to say can wait until later."

Feng Ye looked down, his palm still feeling the soft texture of her sleeve.

Forget it.

Life always has its regrets.