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A suite in a top-tier hotel in Jiangbei City.

Bai Lingxi glanced at the time; it was almost one in the morning, and Wang Zhaoyue still hadn't returned.

Wang Zhaoyue's live broadcast ended early tonight, so she should have returned home long ago.

She thought the other person was having a good time and was about to let her be when she heard the sound of the door opening.

Bai Lingxi immediately got up and walked quickly to open the door. She thought it was Wang Zhaoyue who was returning late, but the moment she opened the door, she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

The lights outside were soft. Qin Ziyang stood tall and straight, steadily carrying a slender figure in his arms at the doorway. Beside him stood Long Er, who had a stern aura and a respectful expression.

The girl in his arms was wearing a large black suit jacket, her eyes closed; she was Wang Zhaoyue, who was drunk and fast asleep.

Bai Lingxi's eyes instantly filled with deep worry, and she quickly asked.

"What happened? What's wrong with Zhaoyue?"

Qin Ziyang did not respond, his expression calm. He ignored Bai Lingxi's question, and carrying Wang Zhaoyue in his arms, he walked straight into the room. His movements were gentle and steady, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping person.

Long Er followed closely behind, bowing respectfully to Bai Lingxi as he explained.

"Miss Bai, the young lady drank too much tonight and her emotions were too turbulent. She ended up passing out and falling asleep. Could you please look after her, tidy her clothes, and help her get some rest?"

Bai Lingxi nodded slightly, suppressing her doubts and worries, and quickly followed.

Qin Ziyang carefully and gently placed Wang Zhaoyue on the soft bed.

The girl's breathing was even and deep, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her face was peaceful and calm. Apart from the lingering redness of the wine and the tear stains, she seemed to be fine, obviously just drunk and unconscious.

Bai Lingxi was completely relieved. She then turned to look at Qin Ziyang, who was standing by the bedside. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her tone carried a hint of estrangement and dismissal.

"Qin Ziyang, thank you very much for bringing Zhaoyue back. You can leave now."

Qin Ziyang sighed softly and then turned to leave.

He couldn't help with Wang Zhaoyue's matter.

The Wang family is one of the three top aristocratic families, far beyond what the Qin family can afford to offend.

He had neither the right nor the ability to intervene in Wang Zhaoyue's destiny.

Just as he was about to step out of the room, Bai Lingxi's cold and serious warning came from behind him.

"Qin Ziyang".

"I don't know what Zhaoyue confided in you tonight or what secrets she shared, but I advise you not to get involved in anything she does."

"Furthermore, from now on, you and Zhaoyue should try to keep your distance and avoid such intimate physical contact."

"This is for your own good, and also for Zhaoyue's good."

Qin Ziyang paused, understanding dawning on his mind.

He naturally understood Bai Lingxi's concerns.

Wang Zhaoyue is already engaged and has a boyfriend.

If her fiancé knew what happened tonight, knew that another man was holding her and being intimate with her, it would be a big problem for both him and Wang Zhaoyue.

He realized this the moment Long Er decisively smashed all the surveillance cameras in the hotel and corridors and cleared the area.

Qin Ziyang did not refute, his tone was calm and composed, and he responded softly.

"I see."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out of the room, and the door closed gently behind him.

Inside the room, Bai Lingxi walked to the bedside, sat down gently, and subconsciously squeezed Wang Zhaoyue's soft little hand with her fingers.

Wang Zhaoyue, who was in a deep sleep, seemed to sense something. She frowned slightly, subconsciously pulled her small hand back, and curled up her body.

Seeing this, Bai Lingxi rolled her eyes helplessly and muttered a complaint.

"Still pretending to be asleep?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Zhaoyue, who had been keeping her eyes closed and seemingly asleep, slowly opened them.

Those eyes had long since lost their drunken haze, becoming clear and bright, but they lacked their usual playful liveliness, leaving only a heart full of helplessness and melancholy.

"What's wrong? Did Qin Ziyang upset you?" Bai Lingxi asked, puzzled.

Wang Zhaoyue nodded gently, her voice hoarse from drinking, her tone full of envy and resentment.

"He's too lucky. Lingxi, you said the Qin family only has two grandchildren, Qin Ziyang and Qin Zihao, their foundation is weak, and the margin for error is extremely low. Why has Qin Zheng never deliberately cultivated Qin Ziyang, and never let him take over the family business and shoulder the family's responsibilities?"

She briefly recounted the heart-to-heart talk she had heard from Qin Ziyang that evening.

After listening, Bai Lingxi's eyes flashed with obvious surprise, and then she calmly began to analyze.

"It seems that the Qin family has an extremely low tolerance for mistakes. Qin Zheng's indulgence of his younger generation shows a complete lack of risk awareness that a top-tier family should have. If Qin Zihao fails in business or encounters an accident, the Qin family will be left without a successor, and its foundation will collapse instantly, leading to its decline."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhaoyue pouted helplessly and shook her head gently.

"You only ever care about interests, survival, and power struggles."

She tilted her head slightly, gazing at the ceiling, her eyes filled with melancholy and envy, murmuring to herself.

"If only I had been born into the Qin family, I would have had a grandfather who would have doted on me and supported me unconditionally. I wouldn't have been bound by the family, I wouldn't have become a bargaining chip, I could have done whatever I wanted, and I could have lived a free and easy life."

She really envied Qin Ziyang.

Bai Lingxi frowned slightly and retorted softly.

"How do you know Qin Zheng won't interfere in your marriage? Don't forget, the Qin family has the background of an ancient aristocratic family. Do you really think such a wealthy family doesn't value the exchange of benefits?"

"No, it won't happen." Wang Zhaoyue's tone was firm and unwavering, her eyes exceptionally resolute.

"Lingxi, you don't understand. The respect, choices, and support that Qin Zheng gives us are things that we, as members of a family, can only dream of in our entire lives."

Bai Lingxi was speechless for a moment.

She knew everything about the Qin family, from top to bottom.

She possesses complete intelligence on Qin Jianjun, who is lying flat, Zhao Lin, Qin Mao, Zhou Hongyi, Qin Nian'an's boyfriend Chen Jun, and others who are free to choose.

She simply couldn't believe that the Qin family would allow its members to choose what they liked to do.

select.

These two simple words represent a lifelong, unattainable dream for scions of elite families like them.

They seem to be born with endless prosperity and countless resources, and their future seems bright and smooth. But from the moment they are born, their fate is already predetermined by their families, and they have no control over their own destiny.

Bai Lingxi suddenly remembered the poisonous girl in a famous comic.

They are all the same; they seem to have many choices, but in reality, they have no choices at all.