Reborn as the Harem King

When Zhou Yi spoke those words, even Xie Tingwan—renowned for her ability to conceal her feelings—couldn't keep her composure intact. Her eyelashes quivered faintly, betraying the subtle tremor in her heart as Zhou Yi's words struck a chord within her. After all these years, he was the first to truly see through to her ambition.

"I don't understand... why you're doing this," she murmured, her voice tinged with confusion. In her experience, there was no such thing as pure altruism; she couldn't fathom why Zhou Yi would extend his help or place such unwavering trust in her. Picking up a glass of water, she took a sip, attempting to steady herself once more. But Zhou Yi had already noticed the flicker of unease in her eyes.

"Among the children of the Xie family, you're the only one capable of shouldering the responsibilities of the heir," he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for doubt.

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Xie Tingwan raised her head, meeting his gaze directly. These were the words she had longed to hear for years—words that hadn't yet come from her father's lips. Though unspoken by him, they still carried a weight of validation. Zhou Yi's reasons for aiding her were clear: he believed in her potential to ascend to Tianhua's pinnacle. If he succeeded in helping her, the rewards would be immense.

Setting down her glass, Xie Tingwan offered him a smile—not the soft, demure one she reserved for public appearances, but one sharp and unguarded, brimming with unbridled ambition. This version of Xie Tingwan was raw and genuine, stripped of the delicate façade she often wore. And truthfully, Zhou Yi preferred her this way. A woman driven by ambition was far more compelling than a fragile flower; conquering someone like her was not just a challenge—it was exhilarating.

"Are you really certain you want to help me?" she asked, raising an eyebrow. "What if I fail to secure that position? Wouldn't your efforts amount to nothing?"

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"In every investment, risk and reward walk hand in hand," Zhou Yi replied, his confidence unwavering. "The greater the risk, the greater the return—isn't that so?" His expression was a testament to his faith in her abilities. Smiling faintly, Xie Tingwan signaled to the restaurant owner for a bottle of wine.

"How's your tolerance?" Zhou Yi teased lightly. "If you drink too much, your classmates might see you in a less-than-flattering light."