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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 70 Giving Jiang Zhe a Chance in Class One

The unnamed class's reading time was peaceful under Song Xingyu's restraint.

Some were reading silently, some were playing with their phones, but all with earphones on, not daring to be loud.

Jiang Zhe, Xiao Meng, and Xia Enci walked in.

Song Xingyu raised a smile, "Morning. Four-Eyes and I have already memorized an ancient poem."

A face that begged for praise.

"Oh." Jiang Zhe was expressionless.

"Breakfast." Song Xingyu took out three breakfasts, "Xiaozhe's siu mai with soy milk, Xiao Meng's xiaolongbao with milk, and Xia Enci's cola with tea eggs."

"Thanks." Xia Enci took all three at once.

Song Xingyu bent down to ask her, "Xia Enci, tell me honestly, which kind of cherries does Xiaozhe really like to eat?"

"How would I know? I haven't seen her eat the cherries at home." Xia Enci said, "It's probably mood-dependent."

"No wonder." Seeing that Jiang Zhe liked to eat cherries on several occasions, Song Xingyu imitated and bought some, but Jiang Zhe didn't eat them.