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Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl

The eminent Jincheng Jiang Family adopted two sisters, the younger sister Jiang Fanyue was sensible and gracious, talented and beautiful, while the elder sister Jiang Zhe was ignorant, unaccomplished in anything. When their destitute biological family came knocking, the Jiang Family couldn't wait to pack Jiang Zhe off and keep Jiang Fanyue; the family wealth, reputation, the status of being the heiress, the fiancé—all henceforth had nothing to do with Jiang Zhe. . Jiang Zhe stepped into her own family's home, her eyes full of skepticism. Could the precious Tang Dynasty painting on the wall be authentic? Were the bowls used for serving vegetables and soup made from the unique material of gilded cloisonné? What happened to the so-called impoverished family? What, there's also a top-tier fiancé from a leading Beijing family? Can she call off the engagement? . The magnate cornered her against the wall, pulling her into his embrace, "What do you think, Madam?" "I'm so poor in studies I fail everything, I don't deserve to join an affluent family." The magnate pulled out her perfect-score college entrance exam paper. "I'm good for nothing, incapable of everything." The magnate lifted the veil off her identities as a Divine Doctor, designer, hacker, composer... and so on. He tenderly quipped, "I'll work hard, to prove myself worthy of you, Madam." 【Since my childhood, I have been without desires or demands, but the moment I laid eyes on you, for that brief second, I prayed to the gods and Buddhas—I yearned for you—Qin Jingchen.】

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Chapter 115: No Regrets

"Sorry, Jiang Zhe," Wang Xue said with an apology that held no trace of regret.

Jiang Zhe clearly did not accept her so-called apology. Her beautiful, fox-like eyes lifted slightly at the tails in a gesture of defiance, "No need, just remember, it was your own choice not to let me replace him—Xiao Meng owes you nothing. Don't regret it."

Her attitude was nonchalant, as if no one present was worthy of her attention.

This pricked at Wang Xue's comfort, especially the last sentence which, to her, sounded like a thick threat.

What right does Jiang Zhe have?

She let out a sarcastic laugh and said, "What is there for us to regret? Every single one of us in the orchestra has been studying the piano and violin for over a decade, practicing diligently every day. After classes and papers, we still practice for an additional two or three hours, saving time even from our sleep, to ensure that we progress in both academics and art. As long as we work hard, there will be nothing to regret!"