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

The lone wolf died just like that, without any clear explanation, and Zhuo Jinman indeed had a hard time justifying it to all parties involved.


"Connect me to Fang Jun, I want to see the injuries," Zhuo Jinman said.


However, it turned out that the video link was useless, the lone wolf was too severely injured, and even if Zhuo Jinman herself had gone there, the probability of surgery success wouldn't have been more than fifty percent.


A fifty-fifty chance was already the best possible outcome.


After a moment of silence, Fang Jun asked, "Do we perform the surgery?"


Zhuo Jinman and Hunter both remained silent for a while.


Once the surgery started, it couldn't be stopped, and without many guarantees, no one dared to take on that responsibility.


The baby-faced one suddenly remembered something: "That young girl just now, the one called 'Idol,' seemed to say she was seventy to eighty percent confident?"


Chapter 433: Jiang Zhe Stands Up Amidst Gunfire