Sweet Sago

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.
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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?
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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.】

Obsessive Tycoon and His Swan Girl

Jiang Fanyue's behavior also seemed to confirm this claim at one point.


Before, whenever he met Jiang Zhe, it was in front of the elders of both families. Jiang Zhe didn't act out of line, but the places he had visited several times, Jinyuan Restaurant and the private hospital, had all seen Jiang Zhe. He knew that Jiang Zhe was just more reserved than Jiang Fanyue.


He had thought that when he came to see Jiang Zhe today, she would at least show some emotional fluctuation.


Under the glow of the streetlights, she looked exquisitely beyond imagination, clearly not wearing makeup, which made Gu Jiaheng's mind momentarily overwhelmed.


Her eyes conveyed impatience, yet also a shy and coquettish charm—an angry beauty had its own allure.


Suddenly, Gu Jiaheng remembered the phrase, "playing hard to get."


He smiled, "Jiang Zhe, I came today to talk to you about Xiao Meng."


Chapter 29 What is My Own Purpose