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

But the next day, he still got up early, ready with all the necessary documents.


Jiang Zhe, sleepy-eyed, had breakfast and followed him into the car.


Once at the Civil Affairs Bureau, Jiang Zhe was still a bit out of it.


The registry staff looked back and forth between Qin Jingchen and Jiang Zhe for quite a while, then summoned the department leader, whispering to one another.


Qin Jingchen frowned; he had been there for quite some time, was at the very front of the queue, but while others who arrived after him had already been served, the staff kept telling him to wait a little longer?


He remembered it was a fortuitous day and shouldn't get angry, so he regained his usual gentleness.


However, his fingers were tightly gripping Jiang Zhe's hand, as if afraid that letting go would mean losing her.


Finally, the man who looked like a leader came over and said, "Please take a seat, both of you. May I ask if this is a marriage of your own free will?"


Chapter 520: Grand Finale