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Qin Yao sat at the long table, her eyes sweeping over each family member before her. In their gazes, she could discern a myriad of intentions and hidden agendas. She understood that today’s gathering was not merely about discussing the trade of the Jade Raw Stone; it was a covert power struggle. She knew she stood at the center of this game, and everything was just beginning.
“Qin Yao, tell me, what exactly do you want from this piece of jade?” Qin Wu's voice was steady, carrying an air of pressure. His gaze was fixed on Qin Yao, as if trying to read something in her eyes. He certainly knew that her recent success with the Gambling Stone was no mere coincidence; there must be some calculation behind it.
Qin Yao did not rush to respond. Instead, she leisurely pushed the Jade Raw Stone to the center of the table, her expression revealing no hint of emotion. She lifted her chin slightly, her face cold yet resolute. “ uncle Qin, this is not just about the Gambling Stone. You know that the value of jade cannot always be assessed through simple techniques; it depends on who can seize more initiative in this Gambling Game.”
Qin Wu frowned, seemingly taken aback by Qin Yao's response. He paused for a moment before shifting his gaze to Qin Yongjie across the table. Qin Yongjie nodded, his eyes reflecting a complex mix of admiration for Qin Yao's cleverness and a hint of unease.
“By saying that, you imply you are ready to go all out in the upcoming contest?” Qin Yongjie asked softly, his tone unhurried but laden with political undertones.
Qin Yao smiled slightly, her gaze sharp as a blade. “I have always been prepared.” As soon as she spoke those words, the entire hall fell silent. The atmosphere seemed to freeze; every word she uttered rang like a warning bell, making everyone present feel an undercurrent of pressure.
At that moment, footsteps echoed from outside the door. All eyes instinctively turned toward the entrance. Qin Yao looked up to see Song Nanshi standing there, dressed in a dark suit with an indifferent expression and steady strides. His arrival clearly shattered the tense standoff.
“It seems your conversation has made significant progress,” Song Nanshi remarked with a hint of amusement in his voice, though his eyes remained devoid of warmth. His presence added an even more complex layer to the already tense situation.
A flicker of displeasure crossed Qin Wu's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and sneered, “Nanshi, you arrived just in time. We were discussing Qin Yao’s dealings with the Gambling Stone; it appears she has put more effort into it than we thought.”
Song Nanshi raised an eyebrow and walked leisurely to the table, his gaze sweeping over Qin Yao’s face before settling on the Jade Raw Stone. A glimmer passed through his eyes but quickly faded into calmness. “The Gambling Stone is business, but what lies beyond business is what truly deserves contemplation.”
Qin Yao arched an eyebrow and met Song Nanshi’s gaze without flinching. “I know what you’re implying, Mr. Song. But what we’re discussing today is how to win in this Gambling Game—not lamenting over the power struggles behind it.”
Song Nanshi’s lips curled into a slight smirk, a hint of mockery in his eyes. “Is that so? However, I believe what truly warrants reflection is your position in this Gambling Game.” With that, he gently nudged the Jade Raw Stone on the table. “Do you think that with just one raw stone, you can control the situation?”
Qin Yao did not respond immediately; instead, she lowered her head and gently stroked the jade on the table, a flicker of contemplation crossing her eyes. After a moment, she raised her head, her gaze resolute. "No, Song Nanshi, I know my strengths do not lie in jade." Her voice was deep and powerful. "What I have is time, patience, and determination."
The light in Song Nanshi's eyes intensified as he suddenly laughed, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "I find you increasingly interesting."
At that moment, the atmosphere became somewhat delicate. The members of the the Qin Family fell silent; they could see that the relationship between Qin Yao and Song Nanshi had long transcended mere collaboration. Whether it was Qin Wu, Qin Yongjie, or the relatives gathered around the table, they all sensed that Qin Yao was quietly shifting her position within the family.
Breaking the silence with a cold smile, Qin Yao said, "The power struggles within the family cannot simply be altered by a single Gambling Stone. What I've learned from Gambling Stone is how to seize every opportunity in complex situations." Her eyes brimmed with confidence, as if she had already foreseen everything that lay ahead.
"Is that so?" Qin Wu scoffed. "Then tell me, what do you plan to do next?"
Qin Yao's gaze remained fixed on Qin Wu, her tone still calm. "I plan to walk my own path and rely on my own abilities rather than anyone else's protection." She paused for a moment before her tone grew even more resolute. "If power within the family can only be maintained through deceit and conspiracies, then I would rather choose to leave."
As her words fell, everyone was taken aback; it felt as though the air had come to a standstill. Each person's gaze held a complex mix of emotions—some were surprised, some skeptical, others hopeful—but more than anything else, there was an invisible pressure. Qin Yao's words were not merely a challenge to Qin Wu's authority; they declared that she was ready to embrace this power struggle.
A glimmer of approval flashed in Song Nanshi's eyes, yet he said nothing more than a gentle smile and a nod. "You truly are an interesting opponent." His voice carried a hint of amusement but also an undeniable presence.
Ignoring Song Nanshi's remark, Qin Yao turned her attention to the others and coldly stated, "Since we are all here, it means everyone has their own agenda. And I am prepared to face new challenges at any time." Her gaze swept across everyone present before finally landing on Qin Wu. "If you believe my path is misguided, then I have nothing more to say."
Qin Wu's expression darkened instantly, but he did not lash out immediately. Taking a deep breath, he wore a look of disdain. "You certainly have guts." He said no more but picked up the raw stone on the table and tossed it lightly into the air. "Since you're so confident, let's see if this stone can bring you good fortune."
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