Rebirth: Super Banking System Chapter 2525 - 2363: Just Have to Accept It

Dusk arrived.

The villa.

"Have to head back again." Qin Shiqi puffed out her cheeks, brimming with unwillingness. Her parents are based in Shanghai, so after she goes back, reunions with them will wait until Chinese New Year.

"..."

Qin Shiyu, true to form, struggled to show her feelings, quietly munching on her food, yet the sadness in her expression was plain to see.

"Alright."

"With communication so advanced these days, staying connected is easy anytime." Their aunt gazed at her two girls, offering a gentle smile. Reluctance aside, such is the reality of life!

See.

Right nearby.

Tang Qing possesses immense wealth.

Still, he remains ’forced’ to labor in Shanghai, much like myriad others separated from home for work. Even elite figures in Beijing shoulder crushing burdens.

Viewing it this angle.

A short family parting.

Hardly a big deal?

"Oh!"

Qin Shiqi muttered, then glanced over at Tang Qing.

"Brother."

"Hmm?"

"Let’s spar at New Year." Though it’ll probably leave bruises, she’s grown accustomed. In merely over a month’s stay, her face swelled up more than ten times.

Luckily, it heals fast.

If not,

she’d be too embarrassed to show her face the following day.

"Alright."

Tang Qing shrugged it off; merely a handful extra punches, hardly exhausting. Should Qin Shiqi catch his current thoughts, she’d likely unleash a flurry of light punches on him.

...

Darkness descended.

Rooftop.

Following routine, Tang Qing reclined there, stargazing. Thanks to his influence, girls such as Qin Shiqi took to it too. Soon, the entire family sprawled out in orderly fashion.

"Brother."

"Hmm?"

"Should we switch off the nearby lights? Imagine if someone flies a drone at night and snaps us?" Qin Shiqi’s thoughts drifted, prompting her words.

Lately.

Drone tech has surged ahead, with folks wielding it irresponsibly.

"No need." Tang Qing replied.

"Why?"

"Has anyone ever managed to snap pics of us all these years?"

"Uh!"

Qin Shiqi pondered briefly.

True enough.

Through the years, the Tang family drew massive scrutiny, yet no private family shots ever leaked, preserving their enigmatic aura.

Close by.

Qin Yugang let out a soft sigh.

"Tech advancing too fast isn’t always beneficial."

"Mmm."

Tang Qing nodded in accord. Yet endorsement didn’t signal halting his team’s R&D; his caution stemmed from a mild dread of unchecked progress.

Still.

For tech wielders, it becomes a potent tool.

"Tangtang, time flies—you’re already in your third grad school year."

"Yes."

"Next year this time, you’ll start your Ph.D.," Qin Yugang murmured. Post-grad, Tang Qing chased six degrees, carving an unparalleled path.

A prodigy beyond compare.

Reflecting.

The youthful lad once residing in their home felt like mere yesterday. Now, postgraduate near completion in a flash. Time reshapes all.

And him?

From humble deputy director, he climbed steadily, one rung shy of ministerial rank. All achieved in six short years.

Dreamlike.

"Dad, once Brother leaves Shanghai in a few years, why not shift back to our home province?"

"Yeah!"

"It’s way too distant here."

"..."

Tang Nian’er and Qin Shiyu chimed in.

Hearing that.

Qin Yugang gave a subtle smile.

"We’ll see when the moment arrives." Certain topics can’t be fully disclosed to Tang Nian’er and the rest. He couldn’t bluntly reveal it tied to prevailing circumstances.

The Tang clan.

Requires an official presence.

Despite.

Doubting his contributions, he believed one day he’d safeguard the Tangs. Returning provincially for comfort wasn’t an option.

A year and half in Shanghai sharpened his thoughts, steeling his determination. Post-term, he aimed for central ministries.

At times.

Circumstances.

Propel you onward. Beijing’s murky depths? Qin Yugang shrugged them off; gone was his former innocence, matured over six years.

He evolved, gaining profoundly from Tang Qing interactions. Outsiders ignore the shrewdness lurking beneath Tang Qing’s youthful facade.

Cunning and tactical!

Demonic intellect!

Power mastery.

Simply put.

Qin Yugang understood: underestimating Tang Qing spells disaster.

...

Following day.

September 1st.

Morning.

Qin Shiqi and the other girls took a flight back to Qingyan City for school.

"Shiqi."

"..."

"You around?"

"..."

Her phone buzzed twice. Reading the message, Qin Shiqi rolled her eyes. Echoing her father Qin Yugang’s words from last night, hyper-advanced tech isn’t always a blessing.

Proof?

Unwanted messages persist.

Prior to this.

Over her month-plus internship, she joined two of her dad’s events. After details emerged, it traced back to her ultra-rich brother.

Wealth beyond measure.

Consequently.

Marriage alliance seekers abound.

Those instances.

Beijing elite clans probed chances for their youth to link with her. Qin Yugang couldn’t outright decline, so he included her.

Later.

It spiraled thus, somewhat irritating.

Good thing.

Neither Qin Yugang

nor Tang Qing planned to wed her off. Tang Qing stated outright: In this world, we fear no one, cling to none.

Bold.

Utterly bold!

Yet.

It thrilled Qin Shiqi.

For now.

Romance held no appeal. Besides, Tang Qing assured her eternal youth even in decades.

Ordinary folks? Different league.

No haste.

Marriage wasn’t impossible; uncovering Tang secrets revealed mere surface wonders, already mind-blowing.

Smashing pillars.

Ageless beauty.

Plus.

Elite bodyguards signal a vast backing for Tang Qing, no lone wolf.

Ahead.

Greater marvels await?

Unknown.

But as Tang Qing’s sister, she followed her will. She blocked the sender without hesitation.

School underway.

She’d shown enough courtesy.

...

Distant.

Beijing.

A courtyard.

"Eh!"

Messages marked undelivered, leaving the youth stunned. Don’t assume his prior texts were crude.

Before.

Wooing girls involved cash tosses or status flexes.

Eventually.

Ladies chased him mostly; if one ignored his lineage, he’d simply bid adieu.

After all.

Not marriage hunting.

Mere fun.

Global beauties aplenty; wedlock beyond his sway. But this Shanghai trip sparked real marital intent.

Unexpectedly.

Zero interest from her.

Still.

He persisted, yet chats soon stalled, words failing him. Unlike past conquests.

His vast lore and tales enchanted them.

But.

Facing Qin Shiqi, his adventures paled as trash.

US visits? Hers too.

Europe trips? Ditto.

Presidential meets? She could join Tang Qing effortlessly.

Rare cuisines? She savored unheard-of delights.

Wittier jokes than his.

He...

Ultimately.

Talks with Qin Shiqi devolved to.

"Are you there?"

Truth be told.

Circumstances cornered him! Beside her, he resembled an inferior being; sans family clout, he lacked utterly.

Regrettably.

Pedigree meant zilch to Qin Shiqi. Brother formidable; their power mighty, yet powerless against Tang Qing.

That tier.

For self-interest.

Provoking him.

Nation forbids it, Tang Qing’s alliances unassailable even by them. Facing the block from Qin Shiqi.

Helpless.