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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 368: All Depends on the Will of Heaven

Jiang Zhe received the green tea, only to have it, along with her hand, enveloped in his palm.

She looked up and found herself directly in the gaze of Qin Jingchen.

Qin Jingchen's eyes lowered and he kissed her on the lips.

The man's well-defined fingers covered her palm, took the tea cup, and set it aside, as his kisses grew increasingly aggressive.

The lean muscle lines of his back bending down were extremely clear through the hospital gown.

Jiang Zhe kicked out, only to have her ankle caught and pulled straight into his embrace.

The posture was overly intimate, leaving Jiang Zhe feeling somewhat thirsty in her throat.

Hearing footsteps approaching sharply, she forcefully pulled her hands and ankles from Qin Jingchen's grasp.

Indeed, a nurse was knocking on the door.

The yearning in Qin Jingchen's eyes faded as he looked meaningfully at Jiang Zhe before saying to the outside, "Come in."