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Power and Passion: A Billionaire's Secret

【Flirtatious FL x Cool and Noble ML, age gap】 Investment banking magnate Qin Jijing, the only son of this generation's Qin Family from Beijing, was rumored to have ancestors of no simple status. Hence, he had always been an awe-inspiring presence amongst the second generation of the Beijing Circle, someone no one dared to provoke lightly. Unfortunately, Jiang Ni's ambition was too great; she risked a relationship with him that was neither public nor heartfelt. She had ulterior motives, weaving trap after trap for Qin Jijing with various sweet nothings, and then heartlessly initiated a breakup. That night, as Jiang Ni prepared to flee, he cornered her in the bedroom for a confrontation. “I've deceived you for so long, and you still don't agree to break up with me?” “What do you mean by deception?” The man's tone was calm, as if he already knew something: “Those little schemes of using my connections to pave your own way? Then, you could have aimed a bit higher.” “But if, what you're referring to is deception in terms of liking me…” The man's tone paused, but his insistence did not wane, “Nini, listen carefully to your own voice.” He said, “I don't think so. Your body doesn't think so either.”

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Chapter 137: Jiang Ni, Come Home with Me

Jiang Ni had long ceased to merely hint.

Qin Jijing took her hand and sat down beside the bed.

On the bed, Jiang Ni's half-face was buried under the blanket, her long hair spread across the pillow, a strand curling around his finger.

"Jiang Ni, come home with me this year," he said.

Jiang Ni, terribly drowsy, blinked slowly, a tear rolling down her cheek.

The man lifted his hand and gently wiped away the tear.

"If you don't want to be with Ms. Lin and the others, we can stay here by ourselves, or anywhere you want—it's all fine," he said.

Jiang Ni didn't respond.

Her usually languid eyes now sparkled with intensity, silently staring at him as if pondering something profound.

Finally, she said, "Okay."

The next morning, Ms. Lin received a call from her son.

Two pieces of news.

Ms. Lin switched her phone to speaker and sat at the dining table, having breakfast.

"Go ahead, your father and I are listening," she said.