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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 83: Made Someone Cry

Jiang Ni woke up and saw the time, almost rolling off the bed in fright.

She had clearly set an alarm, so why didn't it go off!!!

Hurriedly washing up, Jiang Ni trotted downstairs.

The wooden stairs on the second floor had an openwork design, and over time, there was still a slight noise when stepped on. Yesterday, she had carefully stepped on each stair, for fear of slipping through, but now there was no time to consider these things.

The pond downstairs, extending around the opera stage all the way to where she and Qin Jijing lived on the ground floor, was like a formation. The butler had explained the previous day that it was specifically designed by a Feng Shui master.

She held up her long dress, stepping on the stone slabs, afraid to get the hem wet. As she crossed the threshold of the backyard door, she ran into several servants cleaning the corridor, who had swept up a pile of twigs and leaves that had blown in overnight.

Jiang Ni couldn't help but slow down her steps.