"I'm suggesting we do what we do best." Jin Boyuan's eyes glinted in the lamplight. "We adapt. We learn everything we can about her. Her strengths, her weaknesses, her triggers, her goals. And we make sure that no matter what storm she brings, the Jin family weathers it."
He raised his glass.
"To family. However complicated it gets."
Jin Zixuan raised his glass as well, a small smile playing at his lips. "To family."
Jin Chengyu hesitated, then slowly lifted his glass. "To family," he whispered. "God help us all."
The three glasses clinked softly in the dim study, sealing a pact none of them fully understood yet.
But one thing was clear: this was their blood, and they just needed to adjust around her.
— — — — —
International Airport - Private Terminal
7:15 AM EST (8:15 PM China Time)
The private jet touched down with a jolt that reverberated through Mu Yunchen's exhausted body, thirteen hours compressed into a single, jarring moment of return. American soil. Finally.
