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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 162: One word is enough.

Lin Huaiyuan always remembered that the casual creation of Cai'er by Jiang Zhe retained the medicinal properties extremely well, truly showing her talent.

Qin He, who loved lively settings, asked Pei Yuan and Jiang Zhe, "You two, may I also join the visit?"

"As long as you come with tasks from Old Master Qin and don't press me too hard, we can talk about anything," Pei Yuan said, haggling a bit.

"Look at what you're saying, when have I ever pressed you?" Qin He felt he was quite easygoing.

The four of them got up and entered the Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

The location of the Pharmaceutical Research Institute seemed quite ordinary, and the buildings were unremarkable.

But once inside, it was a different world.

Various modern high-tech instruments appeared one after another, and researchers in white lab coats bustled about, in a hurry.

Before entering through the glass doors, one had to change into professional attire.