When I came to my senses, a strange tightness gripped my heart, and I asked warily,
Why did you help me?
Chu Wuyang slowly raised her eyes to look at him, her expression calm and her tone light.
"I just like the look of you."
A single sentence deftly resolved the situation, like a young girl's casual joke.
But to Jin Qilin, it was more like a fig leaf.
He frowned slightly, no longer easily convinced, and changed the subject, his tone carrying a hint of scrutiny.
"Your promise to Grandpa was just a pretense, wasn't it?"
"What you really want is to stay with Jingmin and not be separated."
A hint of inexplicable disappointment flashed across his eyes as he said this, but he quickly concealed it.
Chu Wuyang completely ignored those emotions; she only thought the excuse this person made up for her sounded quite convincing.
She nodded in agreement.
"nature."
"We were doing just fine, but then Grandpa Jin inexplicably interfered and forcibly separated us,"
"Of course I don't want to."
"If you become the head of the family, then Jingmin and I won't have to be separated anymore, right?"
She spoke logically and sincerely.
She was almost like a woman who was coerced by power and couldn't control her emotions.
Jin Qilin seemed to be moved for a moment, and his voice lowered.
"I see..."
But in just a second, his desire sprouted, and his eyes gleamed with a determined light.
"If you're really willing to lend me a hand, that's not impossible."
Chu Wuyang became interested, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, and asked softly with great interest,
"Oh? Then what should we do?"
Jin Qilin pondered for a moment, and finally uttered the words she had been waiting for so long.
"We can make Jingmin lose his financial resources first; that's the fastest way."
"His network and influence seem vast, but in reality, they all require huge sums of money to operate and support."
"Without money, you can't do anything."
"If he has no one to rely on, wouldn't he be at the mercy of others?"
These words were exactly what she wanted to hear.
She had already planned this move when she was playing chess with Grandpa Jin.
Now it's just a matter of letting Jin Qilin say it himself; then she'll personally push the chess piece into the trap.
This will also help to remove this biggest obstacle to Jingmin's future return to the Jin family.
Incidentally, they also pushed Jin Qilin onto the high ground of "seducing her," so that when Jing Min investigated the matter, he would take the blame for all the sins.
She paused for a moment, seemingly hesitant, but her eyes grew increasingly resolute.
Jin Qilin noticed her hesitation and suddenly realized that he had been too harsh, so he quickly tried to make amends.
"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to really leave him with nothing."
"I just want him to temporarily lose power and be disqualified from participating in the struggle for the family headship."
"Once I am successfully elected, I will definitely use the Jin family's resources to support you—to make Boyifang rise again, even stronger than before."
"You two can rekindle your relationship, and I can get what I want... a win-win situation."
Chu Wuyang's voice was indifferent, as if he didn't take his promise to heart.
"No misunderstanding, I think what you said is feasible."
"Let's do it this way."
She smiled slightly and reached out her hand.
"So...it's a pleasure doing business with you?"
Jin Qilin's eyes lit up, and he decisively reached out and grabbed her hand.
"It's a pleasure to work with you."
He had just revealed a smug smile when
Chu Wuyang suddenly seemed to remember something, her brows furrowed slightly, and she spoke in a low voice as if to herself.
"But if we act secretly like this... what if the old man finds out and he gets desperate and does something rash?"
Upon hearing this, Jin Qilin's eyes narrowed sharply.
As if worried she might back out, his tone immediately became resolute, as if he were giving her a firm guarantee.
No, it won't.
"Besides... if it really comes to that, this family bond isn't something that can't be severed."
Chu Wuyang finally smiled, a smile as calm and gentle as melting snow, yet exceptionally moving.
That's exactly what she wanted to hear.
She, like a dull stone, has been polished smooth and sharpened; the knife is drawn. Now—it's time to borrow Jin Qilin's "pig-slaughtering knife" to break the deadlock and then turn the tables.
Wasn't the old man hoping to reap the benefits without lifting a finger?
There's no such thing as a free lunch.
She lowered her head, her fingertips lightly tracing her gradually flattening abdomen, a cold smile playing on her lips—since that's the case, then let them kill each other.
One plans to use the other as a sacrifice, while the other will eventually find the other in the way and eliminate them.
Let them fight each other to the death.
Let's see who comes out on top in the end... Ideally, both sides will be severely injured, and neither will survive!
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