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

Ouyang Yuan first tasted a cup of clear tea, making thorough preparations.


Jiang Fanyue smiled gently and said, "Old Master, since today is Yunxuan's birthday, how about you write the character 'xuan' for us?"


"The character 'xuan' is good, evoking grandeur and loftiness," Ouyang Yuan praised. "Then I will write the character 'xuan'!"


He took the brush from Jiang Fanyue's hand.


Everyone watched as he lifted the brush with force, dipped it in thick ink, and on fine xuan paper, wrote the character 'xuan'.


Even Gu Jiaheng, who had only seen Ouyang Yuan's writing in videos, had never witnessed him writing in person.


To see his adept technique, with the brush flying across the paper and the spirit of the strokes reaching the sublime, was truly a feast for the eyes.


The character was completed in a few seconds, as smoothly as the flowing of clouds and water, yet it brought the same level of comfort and satisfaction as watching an epic film.


Chapter 65 Worthless Trinkets