Arriving in Beijing

Su Bin's gaze met Qin Zhenzhen's.

"It's not as dire as it seems. Our circumstances differ significantly. Returning to the Jiang family would mean surrendering your autonomy and becoming a pawn for their schemes."

At first glance, it might sound like Su Bin was downplaying the situation, but the turmoil within him was palpable.

Someone interjected, "You should reconsider your actions carefully! This isn't just about disrespecting your father; it's about how you'll be perceived in the future."

Another voice chimed in, "Indeed, acknowledging kinship with the Marquis Mansion isn't that big of a compromise. You can't eat face and dignity. If something terrible happens to Qin Zhenzhen, you'll carry that burden for the rest of your life."

Qin Zhenzhen still shook her head resolutely. "No!"

Su Bin's irritation began to surface. "Weren't we in this together? If something happens to you, what if it implicates us?"